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himself. Actually he should be grateful to this Terran because he was furnishing him with an excellent
cover for his retreat.

Henno reached the glider and climbed aboard. Two minutes later he ran into an unpleasant surprise
because he discovered that both the automatic and manual flight controls were locked or blocked off in
some manner. Henno uttered a dark curse and began frantically to search for the cause of the trouble.
Although he worked until he was in a sweat he finally came to the realization that it was useless.

A few levels below the battle still appeared to be in progress. Now actual flames were whipping up past
the edges of the roof. Henno felt the return of his fear of death. Without knowing where he was going, he
tumbled out of the glider. At first he was not even thinking of defending himself. Like a frightened animal
he searched about blindly for a hiding place.

A figure stepped out of the elevator shed. The man seemed to stagger slightly but he was close to Henno
and grasped him with one free hand—while in the other he carried the Granny.

Tate was shaking him. "What’s the matter with you??" he shouted.

Henno pulled his wits together. "You’re still alive?" he muttered.

Tate chuckled and released him. "Naturally," he answered with incredible casualness.

"The glider’s controls won’t work!" reported Henno hopefully. It occurred to him that this man might he
able to solve the problem.

"I know," said Tate calmly. "I took the liberty of making a few adjustments in your aircar, in case you got
the idea to leave me and Granny in the lurch."

Henno began to ask himself if being shrewd alone was enough, as compared to this combination of
shrewdness and courage which Tate seemed to embody. "What about the rebels?" he asked.

The agent made a vague gesture with his hand "They’re down there," he said. "They managed to snuff
out your robot but I’ve given them something to keep them busy for awhile. We’re free to fly to the
spaceport now."

Henno felt flustered and embarrassed. "I couldn’t have left you alone here that would have been
preposterous to fly off without you."

Tate didn’t seem to be giving the matter much thought. He merely beckoned to him with easy
confidence. "Come on!" he said, and he led the way to the glider.

They climbed in and Tate brought the controls to life with a few quick adjustments. Meanwhile he
whistled happily to himself, making sure that Granny lay close at hand.

"What kind of a weapon is that?" asked Henno hesitantly.

"It’s old, out-dated and it really has no business being in service anymore," the Terran told him. "It’s a
high-speed grenade thrower. Aside from being. messy its main advantage is noise. When those grenades
explode it sounds like a bomb raid."
 He started the glider and they rose up from the roof. Henno looked down into the street where the