"What have you done to us, Garth?
"Yeah, that's what we want to know: what have you done to us, Garth?
"Don't try to deny it! We know you did it.
"Where are we, Garth?
"You and your experiments!"
Lee Garth ran his eyes around the circle. A small, wolfish-faced chap caught his attention. He recognized the man. Martin. A newspaper man.
"Hello, Martin," Garth said.
"What the hell have you done to us, Garth?" Martin said, scowling. He was truculent. He was also scared. He had a rock in his hand.
"I—" Garth began.
A man with a club stepped forward. "Whatever you've done, I want you to un-do it, see? You brought me here. You damned well better be ready to take me back, see! And be fast about it."