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"Stay put," said Patrick shortly. "Paul, you understand why we have to have Alec in on this. Youre emotionally involved. You might not be able to do what has to be done. Alec has to listen to everything, so he and I together can plan what to do. You trust him, dont you?" On the contrary. His name was Raymond Sonderberg, the proprietor of a cigar store in Gunpowder Alley. He closed the bathroom door behind him and clutched the razor frantically in both hands. The swift moon stopped silently. He swallowed, and looked around for something sharp. A mustard-colored, familiar shape caught his eye, protruding from beneath a crumpled section of paneling. As none of the colleagues had any interest in Quimbles Theory, they paid no attention to his conclusions and so agreed with him completely. With the exception of Partridge. It happened that Partridge was writing a Paper of his own entitled,The Malformed Larynx—the Principal Reason that Man is Superior to the Apes. I stood there, hating him. Claudius! If only this were the fifth act! Pointless—hed say he had seen him just to keep me happy. "No, not really. I go on a bender about every three months and get a little bit wild, and theres a couple Osage boys from Gray Horse that get noisy sometimes, but thats about all," Clarence Little-Saddle said. July 25—I was looking at some of my old progress reports and its very funny but I cant read what I wrote. I can make out some of the words but they dont make sense. My mind was a deflated balloon. I pumped a little air back into it. Do you think Egan is still vindictive enough to inform him? What do you mean? "Really," he said, almost defensively. "Its all right. The next quay is as far as I go." I followed his gaze. My eyes lit on Frenchy, Loaded with parcels, she was buying food and having a flask filled with coffee at the counter. I went rigid. Frenchy had gained confidence— she was buying like an FP holder. And anyone with that amount of stuff on them attracted attention anyway. She was attracting it all right. Godfrey was the only man in the room who wasnt looking at her and pretending not to. He was just looking at her. I couldnt decide if he was watching her like a cat or just watching. 8 In any case, when Major Whites walk in space was announced, I couldn’t work up enough interest to find a friendly nearby TV set and watch. I knew it could be done; Soviet Cosmonaut Alexei Leonov had done it a week earlier. And I knew what it would look like: I’d already seen Destination Moon. That puzzles Joe; but it doesnt puzzle me. Indeed, I think it’s the key to the whole mystery..
