Now the Erg man was bending over him. He pressed his face down harder against the rock. And there was Babs' voice calling once more—her voice with something in it that Toory never had heard directed at him before. It was the voice humans used to one another.
"Goodbye, Toory."
He was so desperately frightened....
The fuse of Model 2 RY came out with a little click. The hissing, throbbing tumult inside the glistening body faded into silence. The turgid red eye-beams, down against the rock, went dark. Something which had been was gone, and there was left only a motionless piece of machinery.