 How does Stinson feel about the Sand God at the end of the story?
Stinson lay still in the sand where he fell, gloating over the success of his arrival. He touched the pencil-line scar behind his ear where the cylinder was buried, marveling at the power stored there, power to fling him from earth to this fourth planet of the Centaurian system in an instant. A gray, funnel-shaped cloud of dust stood off to his left. He was here and Earth was somewhere up there. The sun shone obliquely, throwing Stinson's shadow upon the sand. He was here to investigate, to determine if this planet was capable of supporting life. He examined the wind devil as closely as he dared, but it was composed only of grains of sand. But then, how could a group of loosely spaced grains of sand possibly have a nervous system? He became so absorbed in doing this that he failed to notice how the wind devil drew closer and closer, but when he inhaled the first grains of sand, the realization of what was happening dawned with a flash of fear. But up to now the tube and the chain was the only evidence of an advanced technology, unless the ancient inscriptions in the stone wall of the pool, and the statues lining the wall were evidences. There, at the cavern entrance, the wind devil writhed and undulated in a brilliant harmony of colors. Stinson looked at the wind devil, since it could be no one else speaking, and pointed to himself. These are the undesirables, the incorrigibles, the nonconformists from the sixth planet.
 He felt some pity for the abandoned creature
 He is angry that he will not keep up the original deal of the humans getting the whole planet  He doesn't' care about the Sand God at all and is focused on Sybtl  He is sad that the Sand God will never get the life he deserves with friends of his own kind  He felt some pity for the abandoned creature