Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 50 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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IT TAXES TWO tain how to take the women’s attitude. Then the enormity of that hit him. What would his tutor at the Academy have said could he have known Jarril’s com- plete loss of evaluation recently? Jarril was sweating now. If any of this episode leaked out when he was back with the Navy—well, goodbye promotion. The damnable thing was that he had been behaving with an unpredictableness that was confusing in its very irrationality. A guardsman— a guardsman as good as was Lieutenant Jarril—should not behave as he was now. There was this singing in his ears. There was this peculiar busi- ness of being unable to get to grips with the people of this settlement. And there was, perhaps most important of all, this business of the calm, the feeling that everything was all right, that had per- vaded his mind ever since he had met Foster out there in the desert. Through that fatalistic sort of feeling he had occasionally been able to strike out with his normal personality. As 3] when he had blasted down the door of the store. He shook his head. There was a rhythm to it all, a sort of re- curring pattern. The girl telling him not to monkey with her father’s radio. The woman telling her child not to touch the dog. Jikko’s nephew warning him about the store. “The hell with it,” Jarril said thickly. He almost ran the rest of the way to the radio dome, and saw with an almost comical relief that the girl was taking down the clothes. Assuming that she had put them out at day- break, they would have dried by this time. Jarril cursed again as his fingers fumbled the job of putting the valve in its socket. Then he had pushed it home and switched on. This time the radio worked. Claire came to the door of the radio shack, a wiping-up cloth in her hands, putting a polish on a glass. “I hear you caused a little disturbance over at the store,” she said matter-of-factly. “I like you. I wish you wouldn’t comiclooks.cormn