Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 47 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION her. She did not know where she was or of what race they were, but one thing she did know—they had powers be- yond any known to her own people, of her own time... Her own time. Sudden realisation swept through her, and with it a sickening feeling of weakness not untinged with horror. Time travel. They were in a time far in advance of hers. For a second doubt entered her mind as she glanced up at the sun above her head. There was a difference, a strangeness in the white glare; and the altitude of it... She might have been in the tropics. The gabbling voice cut off abruptly. A voice spoke to her in English. “You are not under the control of the machine. Who are you?” 3 Glancing up, she saw that it was the third man, the one who had entered the clearing with the box. His voice was gentle, but there was _a steely inflection and a power about the tone which made her shudder. She wondered wildly what these men would do to them. 16 “Nothing, unless you fail to obey our instructions.” The voice answered her thought, with a touch of impatience in it. “Yes, we converse tele- pathically. But we shall not intrude on the privacy of your mind if we are satisfied you are trying to answer our questions truthfully. I see, though, that you are wife to one of the men who accom- panied you here. Which one?” Susan dumbly indicated Dinton, who was still gazing in front of him. The man smiled faintly. **Reyell under-estimated the sexual possessiveness of the women of your sector, I think. It does not matter...” His head turned sharply. Susan felt the strange stirring within the depths of her own mind, which told her he was in mental communication with the other men of his race, Then he turned back to her. “Come. It is urgent. We must leave at once.” She found herself running for the trees with the rest of the little party, leaving the machine in which they had arrived behind them in the comicloooks.comn)