flesh that
dotted the pavement from the break back to the palace grounds. The
invaders were completely annihilated--and the city of Zyobor was saved!

"Now," said the Professor triumphantly, "we have only to knock out the
bottom half of the tunnel wall, empty the tunnel and make sure there are
no more Quabos lurking there. After that we can fill it in with solid
cement. The Queen can order her fish-servants to guard the outer cave
and see that no food gets in to the starving monsters there. The war is
over, gentlemen. The Quabos are as good as exterminated at this moment.
And I can get back to my zoological work...."

Stanley and I looked at each other. We knew each others thoughts well
enough.

He could resume his companionship with the beautiful Mayis. And I--I had
Aga....

* * * * *

With the menace of the Quabos banished forever, the city of Zyobor
resumed its normal way.

The citizens lowered their dead into the great well we had cut, with
appropriate rites performed by the Queen. The daily tasks and pleasures
were picked up where they had been dropped. The haunting fear died from
the eyes of the people.

Shortly afterward, with great ceremony and celebration, I was made King
of Zyobor, to rule by Aga's side. Stanley took Mayis for his wife. He is
second to me in power. The Professor is the official wise man of the
city.

Life flows smoothly for us in this pink lighted community. We are more
than content with our lot here. Our only concern has been the grief that
must have been occasioned our relatives and friends when the _Rosa_
sailed home without us.

Now we have thought of a way in which, with luck, we may communicate
with the upper world. By relays of my Queen's fish-servants we believe
we can send up the Professor's invaluable notes[A] and this informal
account of what has happened since we left San Francisco that....

(Editor's note: There was no trace of any "notes." The yacht,
_Rosa_, was reported lost with all hands in a hurricane off New
Zealand. Aboard her were a Professor George Berry and the owner,
Stanley Browne. There is no record, however, of any passenger by
the name of Martin Grey. To date no one has taken this document
seriously enough to consider financing an expedition of
investigation to Penguin Deep.)

[Illustration: _"When I am finished, Dale, I shall probably kill you."_]

The Murder Machine

_By Hug