 How did the other five people feel about Svan?
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. "Every man accounted for except the delegation, cargo stowed, drivers ready to lift as soon as they come back." 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. 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. "From their own mouths you have heard it. Our parents came from Earth. Svan laughed harshly. " She looked around at the others, found them reluctant and uneasy, but visibly convinced by Svan. "Then we must act. The Council has told us that we alone will decide our course of action. 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." 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. There will be commotion—that is easy enough, after all; a hysterical woman, a few screams, that's all there is to it. 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." There was comprehension in their eyes, Svan saw ... but still that uncertainty. 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....
 Scared of his dangerous plan, but willing to follow him.
 They don't want to upset him, but they won't tell him he's wrong.  Scared of his dangerous plan, but willing to follow him.  Unsure that what he's doing is best for Venus.  They think he's gone too far and aren't willing to do the dangerous deed.