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etcetera, etcetera. All the gods, sneering, grimacing, or passive and smoldering, had a striking resemblance to Robert Mitchum. Yet all this was only overture, a process of tenderizing. As it is with all instructors, Miss Luptik had her specialty. When she finished teasing us with trifles, when she reached the purple gut of her course, then know the navaho II ceased to be an experience and became a trauma. But what if she still wont admit— YUP PA - A book in which everything is understandable except the authors purpose in writing it Hed never felt this way about a woman before, never believed he was capable of that nebulous emotion called love. A confirmed bachelor, that was John Quincannon, taking his pleasure with as many comely wenches as were willing to provide it — neither a rake nor a monk, but a red-blooded Scot who had always considered marriage a state of entrapment to be avoided at all costs. A lusty loner was how he’d thought of himself before he met Sabina and for some while afterward. Where did he go? she asked suspiciously. Contact, naturally. Like its changed everything else. Doesnt have to, far’s I can see—maybe it steepens a lot, then just falls back at the same angle the other Side, said B’s voice, anyway, I didn’t come to talk science: I’ve news for you, if we hold out the next few seconds here: you’re Relieved.” This final flower turns a burning head. A few of the early arrivals were clustered along the deck railings, watching the loading process— a scant few, for the evening was cold, the bay shrouded in thick, wet fog. This worked to Quincannons advantage, allowing him to wear his chesterfield, a wool muffler drawn up tightly over the lower half of his face, and a woolen cap pulled down over his forehead. Anyone who knew him by sight, Pauline Dupree included, would have to stand close to recognize him. Valise in hand, he ascended to the deckhouse, where the Social Hall and the staterooms were located, and took up a position among the watchers at the hammock-netted rail there that allowed him a clear view of the gangplank. Carol EmshwillerPuritan Planet,OSFS, Jan. Jed smiled happily and walked off the firing line amidst the admiring stares of his fellow recruits. He flung himself on the ground in the shade of a stack of ammunition boxes and grinned to himself. Shucks, all that excitement over a little shooting. Back home he did it all the time. But itd make Ma proud to know he could do something real good. He let his mind travel for the first time in weeks. RAYMOND F. JONES:Rider in the Impossible, F&SF, Sept; and WBSF:65 foolish possessive fabulous As the United States and Soviet delegates sat unmoving, there came an urgent plea,Gentlemen, doesnt anyone have an idea? However implausible? PHYLLIS GOTTLIEB:Valedictory, Amz, Aug..
