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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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Various
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"They
see
our
black
boat!"
Sarja
exclaimed.
"They
think
we're
Rala
raiders
and
unless
we
let
them
know
they'll
shoot
us
out
of
the
air!
Stand
up--wave
to
them--!"
Both
Norman
and
Sarja
sprang
to
their
feet
and
waved
wildly
to
those
in
the
tower-cage,
their
flying-boat
drifting
slowly
forward.
Instantly
the
force-shells
ceased
to
hail
toward
them,
and
as
they
moved
nearer
a
sirenlike
signal
broke
from
the
cage.
At
once
scores
of
flying-boats
like
their
own,
but
glittering
metal
instead
of
black,
shot
up
from
the
city
where
they
had
lain
until
now,
and
surrounded
them.
As
Sarja
called
in
his
own
tongue
to
them
the
green
men
on
the
surrounding
boats
broke
into
resounding
cries.
They
shot
down
toward
the
city,
Norman
gazing
tensely.
Great
crowds
of
green
men
in
their
dark
tunics
had
swarmed
out
into
its
streets
with
the
passing
of
the
alarm,
and
their
craft
and
the
others
came
to
rest
in
an
open
square
that
was
the
juncture
of
several
streets.
The
green
men
that
crowded
excitedly
about
Norman
and
Sarja
gave
way
to
a
half-dozen
hurrying
into
the
square
from
the
greatest
of
the
buildings
facing
on
it.
All
but
one
were
green
men
like
the
others.
But
that
one--the
laughing-eyed
tanned
face--the
worn
brown
clothing,
the
curious
huge
steps
with
which
he
came--Norman's
heart
leapt.
"Fellows!"
"Great
God--Norman!"
The
other's
face
was
thunderstruck.
"Norman--how
by
all
that's
holy
did
you
get
here?"
Norman,
mind
and
body
strained
to
the
breaking
point,
was
incoherent.
"We
guessed
how
you'd
gone--the
second
satellite,
Fellows--Hackett
and
I
came
after
you--taken
to
that
frog-city--"
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