The old woman heard her and cried out from the throne. Then she flung the corner of her black mantle over her head and was silent.
"Mars," said Fand quietly. "The world that could not even die in decency and honour, because the carrion birds came flying to pick its bones, and the greedy rats suck away the last of its blood and pride."
Winters said, "I don't understand. What has Shanga to do with Mars?"
"You'll see." She turned on him suddenly. "You challenged Shanga, Earthman, just as your people have challenged Mars. We'll find out which is the stronger!"
She motioned to the officer of the guard, who went away. Then she said to Winters,
"You wanted your girl back. You were willing to go through the fire of Shanga for her, though you abhorred it. You were willing to risk your identity through the changes of the ray—which after a while, Earthman, never go away. And all for Jill Leland. Do you still want her back?"
"Yes."
"You're sure of that."
"Yes."
"Very well." Fand glanced over his shoulder and nodded. "There she is."