 What didn't Svan do to try to save his planet?
DOUBLECROSS by JAMES Mac CREIGH Revolt was brewing on Venus, led by the descendant of the first Earthmen to land. Svan was the leader making the final plans—plotting them a bit too well. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Winter 1944. "Everything shipshape, I take it!" But after all, they're human beings, just like us—" "Not any more. 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. 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. 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. "From their own mouths you have heard it. Our parents came from Earth. "Then we must act. 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. 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. There will be danger, I think...." She shook them out and handed the bowl to Svan, who was rapidly creasing the six fatal slips. The bowl went the rounds, till Svan himself took the last. Svan, too, had left his unopened. "We will go, all six of us, in my ground car, to look at the Earth-ship. And the sixth person will have his chance to steal to the side of the ship. It will not be noticed in the dark—they will take off before sunrise, because they must travel away from the sun to return—in forty hours the danger is removed." Instinctively they had opened the slip, turned it over and over, striving to detect if it was the fatal one. Svan waited impatiently for the chosen one to announce it—a second, ten seconds....
 Plant a bomb on the ship from Earth
 Blow up his own vehicle and friends  Spy on the people from Earth  Plant a bomb on the ship from Earth  Kill a Venusian guard