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Chapter 17The three Horsemen, as Starret hadnicknamed the aliens, had returned to their ships. The table hadsunkagain into the sand. “That’s all folks,” Starret said. A desert wind, sounding angry yetforlorn, blew sand across his ship. The red sand smacked againstthetwo ships, a pitter-patter of granules. Rain sounded better,Starretthought. On a dozen different planets you could fall asleeplisteningto the rain. Rain had a gentle, tranquilizing sound. Not the sand.The granules sounded hard as steel. They bounced across the shipakinto angry insects. “Will you warn your people?” “Yes, I will give them this littlepicture show and tell them where the information came from. I willalso tell them you have nothing to gain by revealing theinvasion.” “And everything to lose,” saidUherlt. “Marie