Pariah Planet
verdrive. They'd come from Weald in the cargo-holds of the liners now transformed into fighting ships. The scouts swept low, transmitting fine-screen images back to
and industrial centers were wholly open to inspection from the sky. It looked as if the scouts hunted most busily for the fleet of f
d there was no sign of military preparedness against their coming. The huge ships of the main fleet waited while they reported monotonously that they saw no sign of the stolen fleet. But t
usion-bombs certain to be involved in any actual conflict, there was something like an embarrassed pause. The Wealdian ships were ready to bomb.
or thousands, or even tens of thousands of miles away. It could cover the world of Dara with mushroom clouds springing up and spreading to make a continuous pall of atomic-fusion products. And
n destructiveness. It found no capacit
It was a fleet of thirty-seven giant ships. They carried such-and-such bombs in such-and-such quantities. Unless its orders were countermanded, it would deliver those bombs on We
war. Neither planet could trust the other, even for minutes. If they did not destroy each other simultaneously, as now was possible, each would expect the o
would pay in ingots of iridium and uranium and tungsten-and gold if Weald wished it-for all damages Weald might claim. It would even pay indemnity for the miners of Orede, who had died
d then betray Dara. But it was Calhoun's idea. It seemed plausible to the admirals of Weal
as almost-almost!-revolution to insist upon resistance, however hopeless and however fatal. But not all of Dara realized
d staff. A monster ship of Weald came heavily down, riding the landing-grid's force-fields. It touched gently. Its occupants were apprehensive, but hungry for the loot t
gion. They could loot with impunity, and all contamination would remain outside the suits. What loot they gathered, obviously, could be decontaminated before it was returned to Weald. I
e of Dara weren't blueskins any lon
erators away. For the first time in history the operators of a landing-grid wore makeup to look like they did have blue pigment in
cious metals, brought in readiness to be surrendered and carried away. Some men set to work to
lenly away from them. They entered shops and took what t
d themselves to be robbed. They kept out of the way. It had been observed that the population was streaming out of the city, fleeing because the ships in space for those upon the ground. The first-landed ships had had their choice of loot. There were squabblings about priorities, now that the navy of Weald plainly had a lic
?mbarking-parties of other ships. There were more and more men to be found on ships where they did not belong, and more and more not to be found where they did. By the time half the fleet had been aground, there was no longer any p
l government of Dara broadcast a new message to the invaders. It requested that the looting stop.
the Darian fleet away from Weald, had been sent off long since. No other ship could get away now! The Darian
did control where a landing-force occupied the grid and all the ground immediately about it. The space admiral had headquarters in the landing-grid
yells. There were screamings. Intelligible communications ceased. Ships plunged crazily this wa
st of the fleet went through a period of hysterical madness. In some ships it lasted for minutes only
urgatroyd riding on his shoulder. A bewi
ame is Calhoun and I'm Med Service, and I think I met the
protested the officer.
t. I want to explain it to the admiral. He needs to know
around the airlocks of ships on the grid tarmac, waiting their turns to stand in corrosive gases for the decontamination of their suits, when they wou
, very ominous. There was strident argument. Pre
alhoun pleasantly. "The situation has
o layers of plastic, which covered h
ck!" he
ng or other has made the blue patches on the skins of Darians fade out. The
ral. "And what has that got
they've been mixing with your men, wearing sag-suits exactly like the one you're wearing now. They've been going aboard your ships in the confusion
red. Then his f
ly, "if you believe its crews have been exposed to carriers
said through
l bl
inst the gas. They kept them handy. On nearly all your ships aloft your crews are crazy from panic-gas. They'll stay that way until the air is changed. Darians have barricaded themselves in the control-rooms of most if not all your ships. You haven't got a fleet. If the few ships that will ob
n air from tanks. It would last so long only. If they were taken on board the still obedient ships overhead, Darians would unquestionably be mixed with them. There w
ral thickly. "I-do not know what you devi
e principles of planetary health practises to be explained, and a certain amount of prejudice that has to be thrown
er, felt that it was time to take
e-ch
do want to get the job done
ove to the doctors of Weald that there was no longer a plague on Dara, whatever had been the case three generations before. He had to sit by while an extremely self-confident young Darian doctor named Korvan rather condescendingly demonstrated that the former blue pigmentation was a viral product
self would join Dara in isolation from neighboring worlds. A messenger ship to recall the twenty-seven ships once floating in orbit about Weald. Most of them would be used for some
there were matters to be attended to. All the food-supplies that had been removed could not be rep
when he was almost ready to lea
like Korvan," sh
hink he will be a most prominent citizen,
iled ver
don't adm
n. "After all, he is attractive to you,
l. "Just as I didn't try to
ould have faced the fact that a man did not feel impelled to make passes at her. It
him," he said. "I hop
y. "He looks forward to splendid discove
obvious question. Instea
badly handled. There are a number of-discoveries that need to be made. I don't think your Korvan
said
detail about how the blueskin markings disappe
d. He brought
Maril, we'd be a team! Too bad! These are
her hand
er know, and he'll be a great man." Then she added defensively, "And
, "the most remarkable i
f those he was to visit. After this one more he'd return to sector headquarters w
coming, M
and a faint, faint, almost unhearable series of background s
ive and Calhoun guided it to a round and sunlit wo
Twenty reporting arrival and asking co?rdinates for landing. Purpose of
d message went many, many thousan
ty, repeat your
troyd
chee?
un si
Murgatroyd! Her
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