Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 50 — page 59: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION just a minute. I see that you consider that now, because I’ve been a good boy and seen eye to eye with you, that I’m one of you now.” “Jarril!” Claire’s shocked voice rang in the dome. “Jarril! What do you mean?” “I mean that you expect me to say “Thank -you’ and then to settle down here.” “Of course. You can’t go back to Earth now, not with the feelings you have. You know what they’d do to you as soon as you were found to be changed from what they’d made. Jarril! For my sake! -You’ve got to stay!” Jarril looked for a long while at Claire. The immedi- ate danger from the Sokkaths was over. He had no feeling of animosity towards them; he could evaluate their posi- tion quite well. Earth was just as much to blame for the war as was Sokkath. But that was quite a different thing, and something that now did not matter. What he had to decide was what should he do now? Quite obviously, Ben and 58 Claire — especially Claire — expected him to stay with them, settle down, become one with them in the com- mind. The prospect was very alluring. It seemed, at first sight, the only possible solu- tion to his problem. ‘“What’s troubling you, son?” Ben was re-lighting his pipe, and the sweet palate-tickling scent of the tobacco was pleasant on the air. “I’d say that your best bet was to stay with us here. We've quite a life to offer.” “Sorry, Ben.” Jarril walked over to the door and stood looking out on the domes and red dust and green cultivated fields of the _ settlement. “There could be a good life here for me. But there’s one thing you've overlooked. Sure, I’ve realised the error of my ways. Sure, I know what the other old saying was that you mentioned. ‘It takes two to make a quarrel.’ But, you see, with all this purging of my character and person- ality, I’m still me. I’m still Jarril. And I still have a sense of duty. I want, more than anything [ve ever comicloooks.conm