Astounding Science Fiction, August 1955 (British Edition) — page 114: what you’re looking at

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112 ASTOUNDING SCIENCE FICTION the other conveyers which were on antigrav began flashing and vanishing. That was the right, the only, thing to do, he knew. But it was leaving him and his men isolated and under attack. “So that was it,”’ Dalgroth Sorn, the Paratime Commissioner for Security said, relieved, when Tortha Karf had finished. “Yes, and I’ll repeat it under narco-hyp, too,” Tortha Karf added. “Oh, don’t talk that way, Karf,’’ Dalgroth Sorn scolded. He was at least a century Tortha Karf’s senior; he had the face of an elderly and sore-toothed lion. ““You wanted to keep this prisoner under wraps till you could mind- pump him, and you wanted the Organization to think Salgath was alive and talking. I approve both. But—”’ He gestured to the viewscreen across the room, tuned to a pickup back of the Speaker’s chair in the Council Chamber. Tortha Karf turned a knob to bring the sound volume up. “Well, I’m raising this point,’ a member from the Management seats in the center was saying, “because these earlier charges of illegal arrest and illegal detention are part and parcel with the charges growing out of the telecast last evening.” “Well, that telecast was a fake; that’s been established,’”’ somebody on the - left heckled. comicbooks.com