Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 51 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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THE ENVIED me. And then if they try to lure you away, I will at least have a lead on what’s hap- pening. I can follow up. I can get some notion of what it is the Greys are up to.” “Others have tried,” was the response. ‘““But maybe they left it too late. Or they didn’t per- severe. Or they weren’t as close together as we two always have been.” To this there was no reply at all. And he wondered about the truth of what he had said. He didn’t feel close to this artificial creature lying on the couch. Of course he and Judith had always be- lieved in people being happy if their minds were compati- ble, and their thoughts had always been shared: there was no reason why they shouldn’t go on as they always had done, for her mind was still active. No reason at all. No reason why he should be conscious of a barrier between them. Yet he could sense that she was not hurrying to agree with him. He even felt that 21 if he did not insist, what he had said so far would drift out of her mind and she would not even bother to reply. “They've got hold of you already,” he said with abrupt bitterness. “‘ You’ve soon for- gotten — forgotten every- thing.” “It is hard to explain,” she said. “‘ One feels so different.” There it was again: that infuriating vagueness. But Warren was not going to be defeated. He settled himself close to the side of the being that he found it so hard to call Judith, and in an under- tone outlined his plans. She would -listen to all the Greys’ told her, and report to him when they met. She would try to get herself a responsi- ble job and find out what their long-term plans were. She would, as soon as the opportunity presented itself, visit one of their exclusive clubs and find out what went on there. One thing that he dinned into her over and over again, as if to counteract the comiclooks.cormn