Rebels of the Red Planet Part 8
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If she was going to find out anything definite, she would have to get into the forbidden rear portion of the building. But obviously there were legitimate cla.s.srooms there, in addition to the activities she suspected, and if she were caught nosing around the cla.s.srooms she would be discharged at once for violation of the rules, without finding out what she sought. She would have to hit it right the first time.
Biding her time and watching, she was able to learn, almost intuitively, from the movements of students, customers and instructors, that the cla.s.srooms in which barbering was actually taught were all concentrated on the western side of the building. If there were any more sinister activities, they occurred on the opposite side. Having determined this, she planned her course of action.
Near the end of her first month at work, she chose her time one day when Childress was downtown, leaving her alone in the business office.
The afternoon cla.s.ses were in full swing.
Taking along a filled-out order form as an excuse, Maya walked quickly down the corridor that stretched across the front of the building.
Carefully and quietly, she pushed open the door at the extreme end of the corridor--a little surprised, as a matter of fact, to find it unlocked.
She was in another corridor, that struck straight back to the rear of the building.
She hesitated. There were doors s.p.a.ced all along both sides of this corridor. Did she dare attempt to open one, on the chance that the room behind it was unoccupied?
Then she saw that one door, a little way down, stood half open. Quietly she walked down the hall, not quite to the door, but near enough to it to be able to see a large area of the room behind it.
There were people in there. In the part she was able to see, there were half a dozen students seated, and one of the instructors standing among them. Fortunately, their backs were to her.
Whatever they were studying, it was not barbering. There was an occasional murmur of voices, but she could not make out the words.
Then she saw! On the table at the front of the room, which the students faced, there was a big barber's basin.
As she watched, the basin slowly raised off the table and moved upward a few inches. No one was near it, but it floated there, quivering and tilting a little, in the air. And then, from it, slowly, the water itself came up in a weird fountain, moved completely free of the basin and hung above it in the air, gradually a.s.suming the form of a globe.
Telekinesis! This was a cla.s.s in telekinesis! The students were concentrating on the basin and water, and lifting them into the air by the power of their minds.
This was indeed the heart of the rebel movement. She had found what she sought.
"Aren't you where you shouldn't be, young lady?" asked a calm masculine voice behind her.
Shocked, terrified, she whirled. A tall, handsome, dark-haired man she had never seen before was standing there, observing her quizzically. His pale eyes seemed to look through her and beyond her.
She forced herself to casual composure.
"I don't believe I've met you," she said. "Are you one of the instructors?"
"I'm Dark Kensington, one of the supervisors," he replied. "And you're Miss Cara Nome, the secretary, who shouldn't be back here."
Had he noticed that she saw the telekinetic action? She glanced back at the cla.s.sroom. The basin was now comfortably ensconced back on the table, full of water.
"I had this order, which I thought was of an emergency nature," she said, offering it to him. "Mr. Childress wasn't in, and I thought I'd better find one of the instructors so it could be approved and go out right away."
Dark took it and glanced at it.
"I doubt that its emergency nature is as grave as you may have thought,"
he said soberly. "However, Mr. Childress would be better qualified to judge that. You understand that I shall have to report this infraction of the rules to him."
Suddenly, Maya was overwhelmed by an utterly terrifying sensation. It seemed that these pale-blue eyes were looking into her mind, searching, seeking to determine her thoughts and her true intention.
Instinctively, not knowing how she did it, she veiled her thoughts with a psychic barrier. And, instinctively, she recognized that he detected the barrier and could not penetrate it.
Telepathy? Why not, if they were experimenting successfully with telekinesis?
"I'm sorry," she murmured hurriedly, and brushed past him. He did not try to detain her.
She hurried back to the office. She hurried, but as she hurried down first the one corridor and then the other, she discovered that her steps were slowing involuntarily. A powerful force seemed to be detaining her, attempting to draw her back.
Frightened but curious, she attempted to a.n.a.lyze this force even as she struggled against it. She could not be sure--it was disturbing, either way, but she could not be sure whether it was a telepathic thing or merely the magnetic force of this man's powerful masculine personality that pulled at her.
In a state of mental turmoil, she reached the office. Childress was not yet back.
Should she wait for him?
Then, as suddenly as she had sensed Dark Kensington's telepathic probing, she sensed something else. Somewhere in the back of the building, he was talking to another man she had not seen before, and within ten minutes Dark Kensington would be in this office. And the prospect she faced was far more serious than mere discharge for infringement of company rules.
She had to get in touch with Nuwell at once. She recognized that if she could get out of this building and across the street to her rooming house, she would be safe for a little while. She could telephone Nuwell from there.
Grabbing her purse, she hastened out of the office.
6
The three men who stood by a table in the back lobby of the Childress Barber College and checked off the departure of the men at regularly s.p.a.ced intervals were as different in appearance as they were in their positions in the Order of the Phoenix.
Oxvane Childress, big and bearded, was the "front," and directed the very necessary task of administering the Childress Barber College as a genuine barber college. Childress was a prominent member of two of Mars City's civic and social clubs, and careful examination of his activities over a period of years would have thrown no suspicion on him.
The Chief, whose real name perhaps Childress knew but never spoke, was a huge-headed midget who directed the far-flung activities of the Order of the Phoenix as an underground rebel organization. He never left the building, but reports were brought in to him from all over Mars. He knew a great deal at any time about what the government and Marscorp were doing, and he gave the orders for those moves aimed at maintaining the secrecy of the Phoenix.
Dark Kensington, tall and pale-eyed, had moved at once into the natural position of guiding the experimental work of the organization in extrasensory perception and telekinesis. He was able to add his knowledge of earlier work to the progress that had been made since his disappearance, and co-ordinated the studies in the various dome cities.
A little behind the three stood Fancher Laddigan, doing the actual checking with a pencil on a list in his hand.
"I think it's all unnecessary," rumbled Childress unhappily. "I watched the girl carefully while she was here, and the usual checks were made into her background. It's true she had some social contacts with Nuwell Eli when she first came to Mars, but there's nothing sinister about that a.s.sociation and it seems the last thing a Marscorp agent would do openly. As far as I could determine, she just realized she'd violated a rule and would be discharged for it, so she left before she could be discharged."
"She hasn't returned to her rooming house," remarked the Chief in his high, thin voice.
"Looking for another job, or maybe just on a trip," said Childress.
"After all, she's a terrestrial tourist. If this is all a false alarm, how am I going to explain suspending operation of the college for a period?"
"Remodeling," replied the Chief. "Work out the details and put a sign up as soon as evacuation has progressed far enough."
"It may be unnecessary, Oxvane," said Dark, "but it's best not to take chances. This telepathy is a very uncertain thing, and sometimes it's hard to differentiate true telepathic communication from one's own hopes or fears. But it seemed to me that I had the very definite sense that Miss Cara Nome was seeking something with hostile intent, and it's entirely possible that she saw part of one of the experiments through that open door."
Two students appeared, gave their names to Fancher in an undertone, and sauntered out the back door of the building.
"What's the status now?" asked the Chief.
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