Several men sprawled just outside the little house, on the platform.

Under the incandescents, the effect grew weird.
Bohannan shuddered, as he glanced from one to another, then up at some of the approaching men of the expedition.

Rrisa affirmed that Mohammed was indeed the prophet of Allah, and that the ways of the _Nasara_ were most strange.
"Good!" exclaimed the Master, with his first word of approval.

Even his aplomb was a little shaken by the complete success of the attack.
"It's all working like a clock." "How about disarming these men, sir ?" queried Captain Alden.
"No.

They fall under the orders of another group." "The way is clear, then--" "Absolutely! These men will sleep almost precisely thirty minutes.