question:  Who drew the fatal slip?
context: DOUBLECROSS by JAMES Mac CREIGH Revolt was brewing on Venus, led by the descendant of the first Earthmen to land. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Winter 1944. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] "Everything shipshape, I take it!" Four or five generations ago they were. "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. A few natives were gazing wonderingly at the great ship, but made no move to pass the line of guards. They think there will be hordes of immigrants from Earth, now that we know Venus is habitable. And there's some sort of a paltry underground group that is spreading the word that the immigrants will drive the native Venusians—the descendants of the first expedition, that is—right down into the mud. That's a basic law of—" The annunciator over the open lock clanged vigorously, and a metallic voice rasped: "Officer of the Deck! Post Number One! Instruments reports a spy ray focused on the main lock!" Lowry, interrupted in the middle of a word, jerked his head back and stared unbelievingly at the tell-tale next to the annunciator. We have agreed that, if the Earth-ship returns, it means disaster for Venus. Therefore, it must not return." "The Council did not know what we would face. The Councilmen could not come to the city and see what strength the Earth-ship has." It will be set by means of this dial—" he touched a spot on the surface of the globe with a pallid finger—"to do nothing for forty hours. Abruptly he set the bomb down, savagely ripped six leaves off a writing tablet on the table next him. There will be danger, I think...."
output:  Svan
options:  Svan  Ingra  Toller  Ingra's aunt