ORIDIN'S FORMULA
By R. R. WINTERBOTHAM
The formula was a simple equation, but
Caddo had to have it—for knowing its
answer meant he would rule the universe.
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Planet Stories March 1943.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
Oridin the Recluse listened to the threat wirelessed from the spaceship that was hoving to in a landing orbit about the planetoid Azair.
"I've a bead on your atmosphere plant," said the snarling voice. "One false move and I'll blast it to star dust."
Oridin shrugged as he heard the words. One more fool had come to Azair looking for the secret that the Recluse of the Asteroids was supposed to possess.
"Your threats are unnecessary, stranger," Oridin replied in the microphone of his radio. "Everyone is welcome here as long as he behaves. I have ways of dealing with those who don't."