"
"A mass of concrete bigger than this place," Tobbh the Slave repeated
General Zarvas' words. "_The Ancient Spaceport!_"
Prince Burvanny clapped him on the shoulder. "Tobbh, man! You've hit
it!"
"You mean...?" Kradzy Zago began.
"Yes. You all know of it. It's stood for nobody knows how many
millennia, and nobody's ever decided what it was, to begin with, except
that somebody, once, filled a valley with concrete, level from
mountain-top to mountain-top. The accepted theory is that it was done
for a firing-stand for the first Moon-rocket. But gentlemen, our friend
Tobbh's explained it. It is the tomb of Hradzka, and it has been the
tomb of Hradzka for ten thousand years before Hradzka was born!"
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|Transcriber's Note |
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| This etext was produced from "Future" combined with "Science |
| Fiction Stories" September/October 1950. Extensive research |
| did not uncover any evidence that the copyright on this |
| publication was renewed.
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