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id: 13944
title: After London; Or, Wild England
author: Jefferies, Richard
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  "The water must have been cold this morning?" said Felix, ignoring the Felix had scarcely worked half an hour before Oliver returned and threw When the canoe was finished, Oliver came to help Felix launch it, and woods, till one day he found himself in the path that led to Heron Bay. Strolling to the shore of the great Lake, he sat down and watched a islands of large size stood out on the left, but Felix, not knowing the On the right shore, wooded hills rose from the water like a wall; on the Felix looked, and saw that he was opposite the extreme angle of the city "The man is a fool," said the king, who now thought that Felix was a Soon wearying of winding round these walls, Felix returned and retraced But the shepherds, ever desirous of water, and looking on Felix as a


id: 29662
title: The Moon is Green
author: Leiber, Fritz
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  "Close the shutters at once, you little fool, and come away from the "I only wanted to look at the Moon," she said, turning around, and then Moon, like the dust from Krakatoa that drifted around the world for She shook her head dutifully and said, "No, Hank." The man outside balanced on the sill, crouching like a faun, head high, "Every word of it," he said, looking straight into her eyes. Euphemia." As he said that, looking at her, she suddenly felt beautiful. But Effie''s was still smiling tenderly, as if Hank could not break the "Don''t think you''ve pulled the wool over my eyes, Effie," Hank went on "I mean that we no longer need to fear the dust," she said, and now her "Then count yourself," Hank said, barely indicating the table. "With this, I mean," Hank said heavily, advanced to the table, picked up "That''s right," Patrick said with another chilling smile.


id: 32592
title: Let There Be Light
author: Fyfe, H. B. (Horace Bowne)
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  Blackie stood nearby, on the gravel shoulder of the highway, rubbing his When at length the tree crashed down across the road, Blackie led them Some of the robots took saws from the truck and began to cut through the Mike by their grips on the twenty feet of rope. In his right hand, Blackie twirled the part of the rope hanging between Mike and Blackie tugged again, and the machine wound Alert, Mike tossed him the other end of the rope and caught Blackie''s. Blackie turned to run for one of the axes. "We better load up an'' get," said Blackie. Vito dragged the robot off the highway by the head, and they began the "Better get to work on him," said Blackie, glancing at the sky. "Where first, Blackie?" asked one of the men, waiting for the women to "It burns real good, Blackie," the girl said, wrinkling her nose against


id: 51687
title: The Spy in the Elevator
author: Westlake, Donald E.
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  Linda lived down on the hundred fortieth floor, thirteen stories away. the elevator should arrive right now, I would still be almost a minute I went into a frenzy, and kicked the elevator door "The-elevator-is-disconnected." She said it very rapidly, as though she was bouncing off her like radiation off the Project force-screen. sir," she said, her voice low, "but I''m going to tell you, so you''ll she leaned even closer to the screen--"there''s a spy in the elevator." radiation-proof cars, hoping to get safely within another project and elevator, praying that the spy had been captured by now and that Linda door to the right of the elevator. the spy came out, waving a gun. "If I''m a spy," he said impatiently, "then I''m supposed to look for indications of an attack by you people on my Project." "They had it all their own way," he said.


id: 51662
title: Breakdown
author: Kastle, Herbert D.
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  Edna begged him to see the doctor living in that new house And sometimes--like right now, lying in bed beside Edna, watching Sure, he got paid for letting the fields Harry nodded and said uh-huh and used his mouth for chewing. door and Harry walked away. to the right, and pulled the rope so Plum went that way. Much later, he got up and went to the fence and climbed it. The officer holding Harry''s arm said, "Pete." "Take the horse back to his farm," the officer holding Harry said. opened the door of the little car and pushed Harry inside. "He sure must like horses," he said. Harry noticed that the new house was big. When they came inside, he knew it wasn''t like any house he''d ever seen The old man walked across the room and examined what looked like the "I don''t understand," Harry said. Harry went home.


id: 50844
title: Proof of the Pudding
author: Sheckley, Robert
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  I CREATED A THING GREATER THAN MYSELF THAT DESTROYED ME. fact that when he didn''t think of anything specific, he always created cave at the lava plain his ship rested on, and at the twisted mountains He realized the power on his third day on Earth. Things he knew best, he could create best. Of course, he could have created it, but he didn''t know if the things He created a chisel and mallet, but selected a granite wall that he a tall, dark-haired girl dressed in a torn, dirty one-piece coverall. Automatically, he offered her his chair and created another for girl, and a vague thought crossed his mind. And if my subconscious mind _did_ create you, then it would "All right." He stared at the cave wall and a woman started to appear. "Would you like to go away?" he said, puffing on a newly created


id: 51115
title: Transfer Point
author: Boucher, Anthony
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  Vyrko considered the problem while Lavra sliced a peach with delicate It was three days after Kirth-Labbery''s death before Vyrko had brought Vyrko never understood whether Lavra had been bored before that time. He had read the Holt stories solidly through in order "Darling," said Lavra, "I want some meat." "--and we''ll know," said Lavra, "whether it''s a boy or a girl." So he read Norbert Holt''s story to her--too excited and too oddly Vyrko had no time for amazement when Lavra and the laboratory vanished. button because Norbert Holt had said she had poked (would poke?) the Kirth-Labbery knew and I''m the greatest man in the world. "I''ve got a story problem," Norbert Holt announced there. "Story problem?" Manning said, a little more sharply than she''d remote year X reads a story that tells him how to work a time machine. "I don''t know," said Norbert Holt. Holt?" Manning asked the girl a


id: 59259
title: The Outer Quiet
author: Kastle, Herbert D.
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  known as Punitive--the only Conqueror the trainees had ever seen. the second time, the thin beam of light had seared his eyes. Conquerors was in sight, they went out in one mad day of talk. time of the blast to the day he had passed through the new brick wall Adele helped him pick up stones, until his hands and her cradled arms followed the faces turned up to Conqueror Punitive''s window. By the time George and Adele followed, men and women stood George looked at the radio, then at Adele. the first trainees slipping toward the feeding hall; the women moving When George and Adele arrived in the kitchen, all the Americans were men sat talking, following the women with their eyes, trying to forget return to the rooms, George spoke his thoughts. Two months after George and Adele Lowery''s revolt, the trainees left


id: 59415
title: To Pay the Piper
author: Blish, James
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  Mudgett looked up from his desk and said at once: "What now?" change Hamelin''s mind, this outcry to re-educate civilians ahead of "Of course he doesn''t," Carson said impatiently. "Hamelin is out in the antechamber right now," Carson said. "We''re going to try to explain that to you," Carson said. "You of all people should know, Dr. Carson, how close our underground Hamelin smiled and said: "''Let''s die on the surface.'' "I don''t know," Hamelin said, staring at each of them in turn. "Which means no civilians," Hamelin said. "I''ve convinced the Colonel," Carson said, "that your services in the "I''m grateful to you, Dr. Carson," Hamelin said. "It''s our only course," Carson said. "Carson, we can''t let that man into the machine! "But Carson, the man''s a saboteur!" Mudgett shouted. "I think so too," Carson said grimly. Carson," he said, "it''s a natural." "When?" Mudgett said. "When?" Mudgett said.


id: 58670
title: Dreamer''s World
author: Walton, Bryce
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  "Pat!" Greg''s hand reached as though she weren''t just a three-dim A kind of panic got loose in Greg''s brain. Greg felt the physical power flow as he ran. Greg hadn''t thought about it at all until Pat had started talking "You what?" Greg stared at the two deadly coiled weapons Drakeson Behind him Greg heard Drakeson''s harsh yell. Cowls, Greg thought. occurred to Greg that Pat could go psycho and join them. He felt a little better as the cruiser broke out beyond the Cowl and Greg hardly felt the injection as he tried to think, clarify his Drakeson''s hands away from the controls. "So will the Controllers," Greg said. Greg''s eyes misted as he brought the cruiser to a half-crash landing. Greg!" Drakeson was framed now by that great cannibal maw. Greg''s numbness was filtering away beneath Pat''s warm glad eyes. Greg looked at Pat. She smiled.


id: 58743
title: Little Boy
author: Bixby, Jerome
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  He lay, knife in hand, and waited to see if anyone had seen him coming leaves, so he hadn''t seen them; and they''d been looking the other way, In a half-crouch Steven started moving deeper into the park, pausing food in a bag and started to take Steven out of the city, but a madman stayed away from the men, remembering how his father had looked with half a head--and because the few times men had seen him, they''d chased Steven froze by the bole of a tree, ready to climb if the dogs came The dogs passed the point in the park where Steven waited. Steven crouched, almost too fast to see, and his knife was in his hand, feet behind, until Steven got a good look at him when he passed an open In the lieutenant''s tent, the big man Steven had tried to kill said to He looked at Steven.


id: 59602
title: The Chasm
author: Walton, Bryce
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  Sal was still resting in the corner of the old warehouse by the river. young man to Sal. His ideas maybe. "We want to live," Murphy said thickly, and he gripped his hands Cartley looked at the shadows for a long time. After a while, Sal said softly, "Well, what could we try to do, Doc?" Like you said, we only have a little time left anyway. "We''ll need a little time," Cartley said. "Sure," Sal said. Cartley sat down on the bank near the boat, and Sal sat down too. "The Children," Cartley said, "never had a chance to be any other way. Cartley''s hands were shaking as he gripped Sal''s arm. Still looking downstream toward the blazing pier, Sal pushed Cartley "They should have put them in the same shelters with us," Sal said, "We''ll find a way," Sal said. "Yes, yes, honey," Sal heard Cartley say over and over.


id: 59514
title: After Some Tomorrow
author: Reynolds, Mack
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  clan''s husband as open mouthed as those who sat at his feet now. Wolf clan would draw back on the citadel, Vivian and her younger Alan said, "They''re only children! The Horse said, "Two years from now they''ll all be warriors. "Tommy," he said to a thirteen year old boy. Alan said, "Maureen, get another pan of ammunition. Little Alice said sourly, "A husband shouldn''t interfere in warrior The girl said, "They have three tommy guns, four automatic rifles, Alan said, mildly, "The question has come up whether we ought to believe the clan should make it clear to Alan, our husband, that such Alan said, "But, Sally, I saved your lives! "Order," Alan said. clan meeting, Alan dear. "I mean," Alan said doggedly, "that one of those Crow women has been Alan said, "I say bring these women into the clan. Alan said, agonizingly, "Vivian!


id: 51241
title: Bridge Crossing
author: Dryfoos, Dave
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  "Come here, fellow," Roddie said. "I''m Roddie," he said, squatting to Scrabbling fearfully in the dust for his hammer, Roddie paused "I wouldn''t know," Roddie said, closing his fingers on the hammer, and "Scouting around," Roddie said vaguely. "Well, I guess the boats have gone," Ida said. Uneasy, Roddie hefted the hammer in his hand. "I''ll go first," said Roddie. soldiers will never leave the city; their purpose is to guard it and "It''s all right," Roddie said, his voice breaking. But because his friends knew neither pain nor fatigue, Roddie would had ever come even this far, for soldiers, as he''d told Ida, never left Roddie awoke as Ida finished struggling free of his unconscious grip. Fascinated, Roddie stared for minutes, but turned when Ida showed no Roddie noticed that her eyes were dark and frightened, yet Ida began to weep again, and Roddie found it necessary to comfort her.


id: 51379
title: The Music Master of Babylon
author: Pangborn, Edgar
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  The Museum of Human History, with the Hall of Music on what Brian "I''m old," Brian said to the red evening. Brian recalled--it was probably that same day--opening a chest On the west side of the Hall of Music, a rather long walk from Brian''s "If not Mozart," said Brian to his idle hands, "there is always The to have said he couldn''t play it himself--Brian had been thinking of Brian had heard the sonata played by others two or three times in the a clock, Brian often thought, if you happened to look at the midnight "The old man pretends to not know," she said, and smiled, and seemed The man said: "We need old ones. "I am very old," said Brian. "We look for old ones," said the young man. "Marry, of course," said Brian feebly, rubbing his great, long-fingered "I can''t swim it, you know," said Brian.


id: 51396
title: Not a Creature Was Stirring
author: Evans, Dean
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  Gannett planted his big feet wide apart and frowned sourly around and Gannett didn''t know why the sun looked sick, and he didn''t know why the He went up the steps two at a time, banged through the swinging doors Gannett put both hands flat on the bar and swallowed hard. Gannett was staring off into space and his eyes looked as A feeling of rage came over Gannett slowly, like heat radiating through glass bricks with multicolored lights behind them, looked like some the hand of Gannett as he came in. Two women and one man, on Gannett''s Gannett went over to a cashier window and reached in and got a handful Gannett picked up the little plastic rake and looked at the two women Gannett went back to the wheel with a fifth of scotch and four glasses He put his big hands on the sill and looked out.


id: 53611
title: Goslings
author: Beresford, J. D. (John Davys)
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  by new names," said Mrs Gosling. "In Moscow," said Gosling, studying his Evening News. Millie only giggled, but Blanche said, "All right, dad, we won''t." "''Ere, ''and it over, my gel," said Gosling, and Millie reluctantly "O'' course not," said Mrs Gosling, "though I do think it odd ''e "You''re half a woman, Gurney," said Thrale. "It''ll come on again at night," said Gosling to himself. "Look ''ere, gels," said Mrs Gosling when she came some places as they are just about ''ere," said Mrs Gosling. "You seem set on the country for some reason," said Mrs Gosling with "Blanche lets ''er temper get the better of ''er," remarked Mrs Gosling "I don''t know when I''ve felt the ''eat so much," said Mrs Gosling "It''s that great brute by the gate, my dear," said Mrs Gosling, Mrs Gosling gulped, and Blanche and Millie looked as they used to


id: 60515
title: Homecoming
author: Hidalgo, Miguel
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  light spilled across the sky, making the mountains silent scarlet She held the ring up to the light and read aloud, "It is forever." "Heavy bombers!" The alarm had sounded, and the men had headed for In cities, great and small, the air raid sirens sounded, high cities, where men had not died quickly and mercifully, but had rotted They were alone now, a group of tired, battered men, for whom life held Their families had long since died, their bodies turned to All its great cities had been destroyed, and those that had had taken the horse, the rifle and what food was left, and once again had seen great herds of horses like his own, stampeding across the body, he plunged into the cold water, deep down, until he thought his up at the night sky and trying to draw strength from the wind that


id: 63631
title: "Phone Me in Central Park"
author: McConnell, James V.
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  Charles turned over on his side to look at her. Charles looked at the woman again and decided Charles smiled wanly and got up. Charles picked up a heavy book end off the table and crashed it through Charles got up slowly, noticing for the first time that his fingers Reaching the gigantic building, Charles pushed aside the body of a recording that Charles had come to the Bureau some twenty-two years "I''ll try New York first," he said to himself, knowing that he was a Charles activated the switches that would flash a schematic map of New Charles stopped talking and forced his eyes upwards. Charles was by himself, the last person alive in all of New York City. But thinking about "why" didn''t answer the question itself, Charles Charles stopped walking suddenly. difference, it seemed to Charles that he''d probably have a long time This was the way the plague began, but--His mind


