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Gee, said Miss Ambush, you look swell.” She stood back and admired him. “Are yousure you never did any of those things like those dirty minded girls made up you did?” If you will be so kind. I know how you feel, Arv. In a way I dont blame you. I get a little jumpy myself—especially at night when I can’t see much. But look, if you change your mind, I’ll be back this afternoon. Which means youre familiar with the King James Bible. Much more familiar than Mr. Dobbs, I’ll warrant. The quote from Paul’s Letter to the Ephesians about wives submitting to their husbands that he is fond of reciting — you supplied him with it, I’ll warrant. We stuck Big Bill Sugar in the elevator and rode on up. Mike opened the door and we carried the statue inside. In the living room, Mike said. We went into the living room and stood Big Bill up against a wall and waited. Mike looked all around the room, thought it over, and then he pointed.‘Up there,’ he said, ‘over the mantelpiece.’ We didn’t get it right way, but Mike moved away the painting that was there. Happy day, said the machine. S. DORMAN:The Deepest Blue in the World, F&SF, Sept Does it start with a W? Rogovs great courage, high sanity, and keen humor kept the work going. Marilyn turned on the fluorescent. It flickered, missed, ignited, blazed. There we were. But where? Most of the time the chamber was filled only by a damp gloomy light. In the control tower at the landing field Traven found a collection of discarded magazines, and used these as a bed. One day, lying in the bunker shortly after the first attack of beri-beri, he pulled out a magazine pressing into his back and found inside a full-page photograph of a six-year-old girl. This blonde-haired child, with her composed expression and self-immersed eyes, filled him with a thousand memories of his son. He pinned the page to the wall and for days gazed at it through his reveries.* * * * Spencer Candron knew that time was running out, but he had to force Chien into the right position before he could act. He wished again that he had been able to keep the cigarettes. Ch’ien was a moderately heavy smoker, and one of those drugged cigarettes would have come in handy now. As it was, he had to handle it differently. And that meant a different approach. "You call me An." The voice was even, detached, with an inflection that is golden. — French Nursery Rhyme Pauline Duprees origins were hazy, though she had apparently first seen the light of day in the Sierra foothills town of Sonora some twenty-five years ago. She had begun traveling with a motley group of small-time actors while in her mid-teens, left them to join another thespian group in Virginia City, Nevada, and moved on from there to Sacramento, where she had been arrested and fined for performing a one-woman show that was deemed lewd and lascivious. After that she had made her way to San Francisco and the Gaiety, where she had been employed for the past three years. He had expected the first twelve seconds of the trip to be rough, as the electric launcher whipped the capsule along its ten-mile track and shot him off the Moon. Even with the protection of the water bath in which he had floated during countdown, he had not looked forward to the twenty g of takeoff. Yet when the acceleration had gripped the capsule, he had been hardly aware of the immense forces acting upon him. The only sound was a faint creaking from the metal walls; to anyone who had experienced the thunder of a rocket launch, the silence was uncanny. When the cabin speaker had announced,T plus five seconds—speed two thousand miles an hour, he could scarcely believe it. After his visit to the gun-shop, he appears to have driven to Washington—the dates check to the best of my recollection. Once there, he must have doubled himself a few times, and made his way, armed with pistols, into the visitors galleries of the House of Representatives and the Senate. There he did a lot of rapid doubling, and proceeded to clear out both chambers. I guess he sustained heavy casualties from the Secret Service men, but continued to double reinforcements until he was master of the Capitol. He must have been quite an army by the time he moved on the White House and took possession. To judge from the text of the manifesto he issued at this time—The Bourgeois Government Is No More: The New Regime of Freedom and Plenty Is Now Beginning”—I would surmise that his mind had already begun to deteriorate as the result of excessive doubling..
