Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 47 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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STRANGER IN TIME sound was, it still penetrated through the mists of sleep. She reached out an arm, and switched on the table lamp. A glance at the bed beside her own showed her that it was empty. Some slight indisposition, she thought, and lay for a while, drowsily wondering if he was all right. Then she roused herself up. The clock told her the time was one a.m. A moment later she sat up with a sensation of shock, and stared incredulously. The chair beside the wardrobe on which he usually laid his things was as empty as his bed. He had dressed and gone out. Even as she leaped from the bed, she heard the hall door close below, and the sound of his footsteps on the front path. Running to the window, she was in time to see him close the gate behind him, and walk briskly away down the street. For a second she hesitated, divided between utter bewil- derment and a sense of fear. In the two years of their marriage nothing of this na- ture had happened before. Or had it? 11 She knew she was normally a rather heavy sleeper. Was it possible that he had left the house on other occasions and returned without waking her? Susan had no wish to spy on her husband, but she had been uneasy over him all the even- ing. He had been so quiet and subdued, so unlike his usual self. And all he had told her of the deaths was that no one knew who the people were or how they had come to be in the emporium. She ripped her night attire off, and hastily slipped on a frock. There was no time to do more than make herself pre- sentable for the street. She ran down the stairs, pulled the door shut behind her, and hurried down the street. She saw him, as the moon showed momentarily from behind a cloud, then he was lost again in the gloom. Down one street and then another. She was gaining on him. The fear in her mind was that he must be sleep-walking, and that he might come to harm before he awakened. Even if he came to no physical harm there would be a certain amount of mental commicloooks.Ccomn)