Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, Issue 45 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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SOME OTHER TIME more to be said, does there? All I can say now, as a mem- ber of the investigation com- mittee headed by Senator Charrington, is that when the meeting is convened I shall most certainly put in a report of your strange behaviour.” “You're at liberty to do that, of course. AllI can say in reply,”’ Carpenter was shout- ing now, “is that I passion- ately believe in my work here. Earth needs the new type of humans that my process will produce. They are fine, strong, tough types. They will be the men of the future, able to run their worlds efficiently and... SHG Ss He broke off with a sob and a fit of coughing shook him. So that was it! **So that’s why the Govern- ment are trying to stop the work!”” he managed to gasp out, his eyes streaming with tears, the fever spots burning brilliantly in his sunken cheeks. “So that’s it! They fear—you fear—that I’m creating a superman!” **Really, Doctor Carpenter. 23 We are not prepared to dis- cuss the matter with you. You're obviously a sick man.” “That’s it!” Carpenter sobbed, gagging, trying to draw enough air into his decaying lungs. “‘And put those confounded cigars and cigarettes out! Are you trying to murder me?” The two committee men came to their feet, outraged expressions on their faces. “Good day, Doctor Car- penter. You'll see us at the meeting.” “Good day, gentlemen. Ill be looking forward to it.” ~ The door did not have time to close before Louise had pushed it open again, her face white, and grey eyes alight with sympathy. ‘““What is it, Doctor? Here, sit down. Tl fetch some water.” “No! Don’t go in there.” Carpenter struggled over to the door of the washroom and stood doubled up before it, whooping great coughing bursts of agony. “Don’t— comicloooks.conm