And in the end they will overpower you." There was a trace of irresolution in O'Keefe's face.
"And," added Rador, "if I let you go I dance with the Shining One--or worse!" O'Keefe's pistol hand dropped.
"You're a good sport, Rador, and far be it from me to get you in bad," he said.

"Take us to the temple--when we get there--well, your responsibility ends, doesn't it ?" The green dwarf nodded; on his face a curious expression--was it relief?
Or was it emotion higher than this?
He turned curtly.
"Follow," he said.

We passed out of that gay little pavilion that had come to be home to us even in this alien place.

The guards stood at attention.
"You, Sattoya, stand by the globe," he ordered one of them.

"Should the _Afyo Maie_ ask, say that I am on my way with the strangers even as she has commanded." We passed through the lines to the _corial_ standing like a great shell at the end of the runway leading into the green road.
"Wait you here," he said curtly to the driver.