The Martians put the body into the grave.
Then a tall, green man appeared behind Larkin. He put his arms around Larkin's body. Another Martian took the gun from Larkin's pocket.
And they pushed the screaming Earthman down into the grave.
Smith sprang to his feet. "For God's sake!"
"Sit down, you fool!" Cleve hissed. "Do you want to die? We've miscalculated. Something's wrong."
The big Martian was standing on Larkin. The others threw in the soil. Larkin, now beyond sanity, was gibbering like an animal.
Smith sat down. The Earthman presented a frozen tableau. Soon the gibbering could no longer be heard and the big Martian stepped out of the grave.
"Leave everything," Cleve whispered. "Get up very casually and walk back to the ship. Get inside it."
"May God help us," Dane quavered.
"Shut up! Act natural."