It was a wonderful bodyguard: no bark, no bite, no sting ... just conversion of the enemy!
t a very dangerous animal-like stage of development. Once I came home, I knew I couldn't go back, so I wanted to learn as much as I could before I left them."
"Stand up for a minute," ordered the doctor.
"Not right now," said Curtis. "I'm too tired."
"You'd better get to bed, then."
"I think not. It's merely caused by the difference in gravity and heavier air. The Ladonai told me to expect it, but not to lie down. After a while I'll try to take a short walk."
* * * * *
So Clyde wasn't going to die, after all, Stern thought. He had come home with a message, and, remembering the determination of the man, Stern knew he wouldn't die until he had given it. But he had to die. He would die, and who was competent enough to know that it wasn't from the shock of having come home to denser air and a heavier gravity?
There were ways--an oxygen tube, for example. Pure oxygen to be inhaled in his sleep by lungs accustomed to a rarified atmosphere, or stimulants in his food s
I agree with the first reviewer on all points. The story had good potential, but in the end it was just too silly to swallow.
After four years, the stars are right and Professor Curtis returns from Mars in his interdimensional round thing. He brings along a Martian pet. All this spoils his business manager's plans.
A rather thin story, light on science, with thin characterizations and a pretty silly plot.