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32237	Bone, Jesse F. (Jesse Franklin)	Assassin			.txt	text/plain	9784	713	80	Matson stood in the cleared area surrounding the ship, a position of There must be other openings like this one, Matson thought dully as he scanned the crowd--and into Matson's mind came a wave of peaceful "What precisely do you wish to know, Dr. Matson?" the voice said. "I do not fear you," Matson said--knowing that he lied. The alien eyed Matson speculatively. Matson tried to force his mind to utter blankness, and the alien Matson looked at the alien. Matson watched while the star men proceeded to be helpful. For the next two years Matson watched the spread of Aztlan ideas weeks at a time they never saw another human--and Matson was the aliens were right when they considered man a savage. Matson had a faint conception of what the aliens must have suffered surrounding the alien was too thick for a clear shot and Matson, with	./cache/32237.txt	./txt/32237.txt