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31665	Fritch, Charles E.	Skin Game			.txt	text/plain	3283	307	88	as on Earth, the con team of Harding and Sheckly operated furtively "People are basically alike," Harding said democratically. without Harding's help, the man was right about other things. "No, thanks," Sheckly said, staring at the knife. Harding said, "We should join them. Harding shrugged, his glance making it plain he knew Sheckly lacked Sheckly," Harding said harshly, a disgusted look on his face. wishes you to join him for eating," the serpentman said. The interpreter conferred briefly with the leader, then told Sheckly, Sheckly sat down, but he didn't feel like eating. Sheckly nodded weakly and reached out for the bowl of fruit, taking one interpreter, who said, "The leader wishes to see your games. "The shedding of skins!" Sheckly said, remembering the pile he'd seen at creatures that Earthlings don't shed their skins. Harding back in the village minus his skin, and of what was going to	./cache/31665.txt	./txt/31665.txt