"My name is Zun Flor," he began. "I am the keeper of the
Cardite, and I am told by one of my assistants that you have
taken some."
"Well?" asked Mr. Roumann.
"You must return it at once. It is against our laws for
strangers to have any of the Cardite."
"But we came here to get it. We only took a little, and you have
so much."
"That makes no difference. You must return it at once, and then
you must go away. We do not want you here."
"Suppose we refuse?"
"Then you will perish! Be warned in time. Give up the Cardite,
and take your departure."
"What will happen if we do not?"
"You and your machine shall vanish from this planet and never
more be seen. We cannot have any of our precious Cardite taken
away to another world."
"We have only taken a little," repeated Mr. Roumann. "We desire
it for scientific purposes, and as you are so fond of science,
you ought to let us keep it."
"Give it back!" exclaimed Zun Flor, and he seemed to be very
angry. His big, bulging eyes flashed. "Return it to me, and all
will be forgiven."
"We will not!" declared Mr.
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