"Here they come!" Soriki reported. "One--two--five--no, six of them.
And they're heading for the city. No dollies with them, but they're
all armed."
Together the Terrans watched that patrol of alien warriors, their
attitude suggesting that they hoped to pass unseen, hurry toward the
city. Then Raf slipped out of the flyer. His dark clothing in this
light should render him largely invisible.
Soriki waved encouragingly and the pilot answered with a quick salute
before he sped after his quarry.
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A HOUND IS LOOSED
Dalgard's feet touched gravel; he waded cautiously to the bank, where
a bridge across the river made a concealing shadow on the water. None
of the mermen had accompanied him this far. Sssuri, as soon as his
human comrade had started for the storage city, had turned south to
warn and rally the tribes. And the merpeople of the islands had
instituted a loose chain of communication, which led from a clump of
water reeds some two miles back to the seashore, and so out to the
islands. Better than any of the now legendary coms of his Terran
forefathers were these minds of the spies in hiding, who could pick
up the racing thoughts beamed to them and pass them on to their
fellows.
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