Here is the story, heard first from Friday's lips and told and re-told down through the years on the lonely ranches of the outlying planets, of that one dark, savage night on Satellite II and of the indomitable man who winged his lone way through it. Hawk Carse! Old adventurer! Rise from your unknown star-girdled grave and live again!
d give it such protection and not his coordinated brains? Wouldn't he first protect the brains, his most cherished possession?"
Eliot Leithgow knew what this meant. The Hawk had promised the brains in that machine--brains of five renowned scientists, kept cruelly, unnaturally alive by Dr. Ku--that he would destroy them. And his promises were always kept.
There was no evading the logic of this reasoning. The Master Scientist nodded. "Yes," he answered. "He certainly would."
"I couldn't damage the case they were in," Carse continued. "The whole device seemed self-contained. It means just one thing: special protection. Since the mechanism for invisibility survived the crashing of the dome, we may be sure that the brain machine did too. And more than that: we may assume that there was special protection for the most precious thing of all to Dr. Ku Sui--his own life."
Friday's mouth gaped open. The old scientist cried out:
"My God! Ku Sui--still alive?"
"It would seem so,"
Part of the continuing saga of Hawk Carse. (The Affair of the Brains came first). Hawk and his two companions have wrecked Ku Sui's asteroid base and escaped in three stolen anti-gravity space suits. They fly 30,000 miles by the seat of their pants to Jupiter's jungled third moon where they discover they didn't do as much damage to the evil doctor as they thought. With only a ray gun an the formidable space suit Carse attempts to steal back papers from Sui's Venusian henchman. The illustration with the story is apt.
Pulp writing: thin characterizations, tired descriptions, random plotting.