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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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"You
think
we
are
in
friendly
hands?"
"These
quarters
do
not
look
much
like
prison
cells,
Tommy,
but
I
must
admit
that
we
are
locked
in.
Anyhow,
I'm
not
worrying,
and
we
will
soon
learn
our
fate
and
have
to
be
ready
to
meet
it.
The
people
who
own
this
place
must
have
everything
they
want,
and
they
sure
have
some
scientific
knowledge
that
is
not
known
to
us
on
the
surface."
"Wonder
if
they
are
humans?"
"Certainly
they
are.
You
never
heard
of
wild
beasts
sleeping
in
beds
like
these,
did
you?"
Tommy
laughed
at
he
examined
the
exquisite
hand-wrought
figures
on
the
silver
bedstead.
"No,
I
didn't,"
he
admitted;
"but
where
on
earth
did
they
come
from,
and
what
are
they
doing
here?"
"You
ask
too
many
questions,"
replied
Frank,
shrugging
his
broad
shoulders.
"We
must
simply
wait
for
the
answers
to
reveal
themselves."
There
was
a
soft
rap
at
the
door
of
Frank's
room,
where
the
two
men
were
talking.
"Come
in,"
called
Frank,
chuckling
at
the
idea
of
such
consideration
from
their
captors.
A
key
rattled
in
the
lock
and
the
door
swung
open
to
admit
the
handsomest
man
they
had
ever
set
eyes
on.
He
was
taller
than
Frank
by
several
inches,
standing
no
less
than
six
feet
five
in
his
thin-soled
sandals,
and
he
carried
himself
with
the
air
for
an
emperor.
His
marble-white
body
was
uncovered
with
the
exception
of
a
loin
cloth
of
silver
hue,
and
lithe
muscles
rippled
beneath
his
smooth
skin
as
he
advanced
to
meet
the
prisoners.
His
head,
surmounted
by
curly
hair
of
ebon
darkness,
was
large,
and
his
forehead
high.
The
features
were
classic
and
perfectly
regular.
The
corners
of
his
mouth
drew
upward
in
a
benign
smile.
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