? ? ? ? The armory at the first floor was vacant when I entered it, the last of the Okarians having fled into the courtyard, so none saw me continue down the spiral toward the corridor beneath.
? ? ? ? Here I ran as rapidly as my legs would carry me toward the five corners, and there plunged into the passageway that led to the station of the old miser.
? ? ? ? Without the formality of a knock, I burst into the room. There sat the old man at his table; but as he saw me he sprang to his feet, drawing his sword.
? ? ? ? With scarce more than a glance toward him I leaped for the great switch; but, quick as I was, that wiry old fellow was there before me.
? ? ? ? How he did it I shall never know, nor does it seem credible that any Martian-born creature could approximate the marvelous speed of my earthly muscles.
? ? ? ? Like a tiger he turned upon me, and I was quick to see why Solan had been chosen for this important duty.
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