 What were the lights Lowry saw in the dark?
Four or five generations ago they were. "Acclimation," Lowry said scientifically. "They had to acclimate themselves to Venus's climate. He stared at the wooden shacks that were the outskirts of the native city, dimly visible through the ever-present Venusian mist. The native guard of honor, posted a hundred yards from the Earth-ship, stood stolidly at attention with their old-fashioned proton-rifles slung over their backs. A few natives were gazing wonderingly at the great ship, but made no move to pass the line of guards. "Of course," Lowry said suddenly, "there's a minority who are afraid of us. "From their own mouths you have heard it.
 Svan and his conspirators
 Svan and his conspirators  The guards  The delegation  Another spy-ray