Derai (Dumarest of Terra, Book 2)
E. C. Tubb
nonetheless pushed via his look for Man's fabled birthplace, Earl Dumrest accepts a fee to protect the woman Derai, heiress to the proud condo of Caldor, at the feudal international of Hive. On Derai's domestic planet, Dumarest had was hoping to satisfy a residing witness to Earth. yet in its place he reveals himself within the lists of the lethal Contest on Folgone - with the woman of Caldor as prize. And on Folgone, for the 1st time, Dumarest confronts the Cybers: ruthless, impassive instruments of a very good Gestalt which holds the potent of the universe in its grip - an influence that can but offer him with the foremost to his quest for Earth.
must pay my passage. How am I anticipated to make a profit?" "You didn't intend going to Hive?" "No," lied Dumarest. "Very well," determined the issue. "I provide you with the price of excessive passages. Clear," he further. "I shall pay the charges of the outward trip. Is that satisfactory?" Dumarest slowly accomplished his tea and set down the cup. The issue have been a bit too desirous to elevate his provide. Idly he dipped a finger within the dregs and ran it round the area. a skinny, excessive ringing.
become older waiting." Dumarest nodded his thank you. Jacko moved away. From someplace a gong sounded, deep, sonorous, vibrating the air. "They're on the brink of shut the gate," stated Nada. Possessively she took his arm. "Never brain, Earl. You tried." Impatiently he shook himself unfastened. The gong sounded back as he pressured his manner in the course of the crowd towards the gate. It used to be like an enormous portcullis. because the gong sounded a 3rd time the large panel started to drop to the floor under. "Earl!" He.
Mused Emil. "The method you humans paintings, secretly, consistently hidden, maneuvering others as you are going to puppets. Why, Regor? what's it you will want on Hive?" "Nothing." "Don't misinform me! I call for the truth!" "You have it. What may well curiosity the Cyclan in your pitiful global? An anachronism of a social constitution? The jelly from mutated bees? No, my lord. there's just one factor of actual worth which your international has produced: the lady Derai." "And you will have her." Emil bared his the teeth on the consciousness of ways.
Listening he joined the dialog after which, while it used to be applicable, slipped in a question of his personal. "Earth?" The fats dealer blinked his shock. "That's a queer identify. chances are you'll to boot name a planet soil or airborne dirt and dust or floor. each planet's acquired earth. They develop issues in it. Earth!" "It's a legend," stated his significant other. "You've heard of it?" at some point, inspiration Dumarest, he needed to be fortunate. somebody, someplace, will be capable of inform him what he desired to recognize. This guy? "No, yet i have heard of.
within the dim glow of the sunshine. back she had replaced. The childishness had vanished, the diffidence, the air of secrecy of worry. a lot he had already noticeable. yet now her eyes held adulthood and an odd depth. "I were mendacity here," she stated, "thinking. Of myself and of you and the operating of destiny. i've got come to a conclusion." Dumarest waited, held by way of the virtually hypnotic depth of her eyes. "I wish you," she acknowledged without notice. "I desire you. while you're shut i believe secure and guarded. i believe, if.