The Centaurians
"A Centauri! A Centauri!" they shouted, crowding closer. Then amid laughter and cheers I was hoisted and carried in triumph aboard one of the ships. What a predicament had I been less strong! Such a glory this muscular popularity (?).
Saxe., Sheldon and Saunders laughingly followed and cheered with the crowd. They were proud of their Sally? Well!
Our staunch little car created considerable anxiety, but finally, with the utmost care and reverence, was hoisted aboard.
Octrogona accompanied us to the ship simply to go through the formality of explaining that we would meet again. He gave a long hand-clasp to Saxe., to whom apparently he'd taken a great fancy, while that gentleman advised him that "Peace is the Spirit of civilization," and begged him cease the continual warfare with Potolili.
"Become friends, comrades," continued Saxe., warming up. "Yield to the pleading of the girl you love, or you may lose her. She will return to her; people."
"Oh, no!" Octrogona answered quickly. "I love her youth, beauty; but passion does not control me; I delight in anticipation. The girl is mine, and she will never return to her people."
"This savage delights in anticipation," murmured Sheldon, "and those on our side delight in precipitation. Wow!"
"Have you ever met Potolili?" Saxe. asked.
"No!" cried Octrogona, aghast. "Meet Potolili! Oh, no!"
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