Astounding Science Fiction, August 1955 (British Edition) — page 115: what you’re looking at

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TIME CRIME 113 “Councilman Salgath’s confession on the evening of One-Six-Two Day wasn’t a fake,” the Management supporter, Nanthav Skovy, retorted. “Well, then why was it necessary to fake the second one?”’ A light began winking on the big panel in front of the Speaker, Asthar Varn. ‘“T recognize Councilman Hasthor Flan,”’ Asthar said. “‘T believe I can construct a theory that will explain that,’ Hasthor Flan said. “I suggest that when the Paratime Police were questioning Councilman Salgath under narco-hypnosis, he made statements incriminating either the Paratime Police as a whole or some member of the Paratime Police whom Tortha Karf had to protect—say somebody like Assistant Verkan. So they just killed him, and made up this impostor—”’ Tortha Karf began, alphabetically, to blaspheme every god he had ever heard of. He had only gotten as far as a Fourth Level deity named Allah when a red light began flashing in front of Asthar Varn, and the voice of a page- robot, amplified, roared: “Point of special urgency! Point of special urgency! It has been requested that the news telecast screen be activated at once, with playback to 1107. An important bulletin has just come in from Nagorabar, Home Time Line, on the Indian subcontinent—” “You can stop swearing, now, Karf,’’ Dalgroth Sorn grinned. “I think this is it.”’ | : Kostran Galth sat on the edge of the couch, with one arm around Zin- ganna’s waist; on the other side of him, Hadron Dalla lay at full length, her elbows propped and her chin in her hands. The screen in front of them showed a fading sunset, although it was only a little past noon at Dhergabar Equi- valent. A dark ship was coming slowly in against the red sky; in the center of a wire-fenced compound a hundred-foot conveyer hung on antigrav twenty feet from the ground, and beyond, a long metal prefab-shed was spilling light from open doors and windows. “That crowd that was just taken in won’t be finished for a couple of hours,” a voice was saying. “I don’t know how much they’ll be able to tell; the psychists say they’re all telling about the same stories. What those stories are, of course, I’m not able to repeat. After the trouble caused by a certain news commentator who shall be nameless—he’s not connected with this news service, I’m happy to say—we’re all leaning over backward to keep from breaking Paratime Police security. “One thing; shortly after the arrival of the second ship from Police Terminal —and believe me, that ship came in just in the nick of time!—the dead Abzar [continued overleaf NEW HAIR-TREATMENT SUCCEEDS Thicker, healthier, stronger hair in 2-6 weeks with the new, absolutely thorough, Apollo Treatment with Free ‘I am very pleased with your treat- ment, it certainly does all you claim.’ Guarantee. If your hair is receding at temples or crown— C. Redfearne, Durham. step worrying. Write for FREE BOOK ‘The Truth About our Hair.’ SPEEDWELL (A.N.Z.) 70a Albert Street, Lockwoo d, Rudds sfield CORMUE OOKS COM