Hunting the nightmare creatures of the solar system...
Contents:
Venus
Jupiter
Neptune
Almussen’s Comet
Saturn
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When he smiled wryly, Gerry Carlyle's temper flared.
"What is the mystery about this Murri, anyhow? Everywhere I go, on Venus, back on Earth among members of my own profession, if the word Murri is mentioned everyone scowls and tries to change the subject. Why?"
No one answered. The Carlyle party shifted uneasily, their boots making shucking sounds. Presently Strike offered, "The fact is, you'll never take back a Murri alive. But you wouldn't believe me if I told you the reason, Miss Carlyle. I --"
"Why not? What's the matter with them? Is their presence fatal to a human in some way?"
"Oh. no."
"Are they so rare or so shy they can't be found?"
"No, I think I can find you some before you take off."
"Then are they so delicate they can't stand the trip? If so, I can tell you we've done everything to make hold number three an exact duplicate of living conditions here:'
"No, it isn't that either," the trader sighed.
"Then wh
