Astounding Science Fiction, British Edition — page 36: what you’re looking at

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LL WIND By LEE CORREY A man is a fool if he seeks to ex- ceed his limitations—and equally a fool if he denies he has them. But psychological limitations are harder for us to recognize? Hlustrated by Freas i warning bell was ringing, but there was nothing he could do. The test ship was running away, and he lay pinned to the couch by the high acceleration. Then, his eyes hurt in the morning light that was streaming through the window. The warning bell resolved itself into the jangle of the telephone. He sat up—and wished he hadn’t. His head was one big ache, and his first impulse was to lie down again. But the ringing of the phone was akin to someone tapping on his head with a sledge. Without bothering to put on slippers or robe, he crawled out of bed and groped his way to the phone. “H’lo,” he said thickly into the mouthpiece. “White Sands Spaceport calling per- son-to-person Captain Dan Blaine,” the voice of the operator intoned. “Dan Blaine speaking.” “One moment, please.”’ Wonder what they want? he thought, 34 connilclooolkks.€c© im