Robert Silverberg

Robert Silverberg

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Portrait of Robert Silverberg Robert Silverberg Outcast of the Stars

He took a deep breath. "We're in one hell of a jam, Liz; we've both been framed for something we haven't done. I know that Skardoth is responsible for the whole thing. He must be much older than he looks. How old would you say he was?"
Elizabeth shrugged. "Middle-aged, I'd say. Maybe nine hundred years."
Stern shook his head. "More than that. I've been keeping tabs on what has happened here on Earth for the past few centuries. By careful analysis, I've spotted the first time that Skardoth came to this planet."
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Portrait of Robert Silverberg Robert Silverberg Outcast of the Stars

Skardoth leaned back behind his desk and smiled blandly. "It is probably obvious to you that the Federation has, for some reason of its own, framed you on this charge." He smiled softly. "Naturally, I don't know why you've been condemned to Earth, but that doesn't concern the Group. We do know that you have been condemned illegally—so you will want to escape.
"What we have in mind is this: we will get away from this planet after we have taken it over. We will force the Condelari Federation to recognize us as an independent government. Are you with us?"
Stern forced a grin.
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Portrait of Robert Silverberg Robert Silverberg Outcast of the Stars

But Skardoth had been on Earth for five hundred years; the short-lived Earthmen had no idea that their destinies had been controlled by a being whose life span was nearly ten times as long as theirs.
Yorkan Varr—he tried to think of himself as John Stern now—was, like all citizens of the Federation, extremely long-lived. He would easily live to be a thousand—perhaps more. But the Exiles had, in the last few centuries, taken advantage of the Earthmen—a fact which had not been communicated to the Council of Judges.
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