to you."

"Must go soon." The youngster drew himself up proudly. "Nazu is prince
of his people. They need him. And you--you must go at once. Vibrations
of mother planet's rings work on you too long already. Must be quick.
Else you be wild men--like those down there."

He waved his arm in a gesture that embraced all Titan. Anxiety was
written large on his countenance and his gaze traveled nervously to the
door through which Mado must return.

The big Martian was not long in coming. He had carried the body of Detis
aft, leaving Ora there with her dead. Carr's heart ached for her; he
knew how silently and terribly she suffered. Knowing that her father had
been healed of his deadly wound by the friendly Titanese, only to be
taken from her afterwards by his own heroic act, made the blow doubly
hard.

Later they would give Detis a decent burial, sending him through the
airlock to drift aimlessly in space, preserved through the ages by the
intense cold and the absence of air. A fitting tomb for the noblest of
the vagabonds!

* * * * *

Mado chattered endlessly with Nazu, who was impatient to be off. Seeing
that it was impossible to detain him, and realizing at last the stern
necessity of hastening their own departure, he finally let him go. The
youngster bid Carr a sober, friendly farewell and followed Mado to the
airlock.

Carr heard the clang of the manhole cover as it swung home, and was
bolted to its seat. The ovoid drifted away from the vessel and dropped
toward the forest beneath them. Nazu had gone to rejoin his people.

His fingers strayed to the controls. They must get away from the evil
influence of those vibrations; he had felt something of their degrading
power in the fighting down there. He had almost become a savage himself,
he remembered with a revulsion of feeling.

The feel of the levers brought to him a renewed sense of confidence and
responsibility. A while back he thought he'd never perform such simple
duties again. The _Nomad_ responded instantly and rose swiftly to hover
over the pit of the fire-god. The flame had partly subsided and the
ghost-shape wabbled there, changing form rapidly with darkening colors.
Some weird phenomenon of nature that those brutes had set up as a deity.

Carr increased the repulsion energy once more and the _Nomad_ shot
skyward like a rocket. Through the floor port he saw Nazu's tiny ovoid
scudding over the treetops. Then it had vanish