Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 53 — page 62: what you’re looking at

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CONSPIRACY Jenny said: “Dr. Moren-~ berg—you promised you wouldn’t tell anyone else. You promised.” “In medical practice,” Dr. Morenberg said, “one talks about cases with people who might be able to help—as long as no personal details are given, the individual’s privacy is maintained. I felt it would help to discuss your friend’s case with Dr. Spencer. He specializes in troubles similar to his.” John said: ‘““You don’t need to tell me about the man who calls himself Dr. Spencer.” “And he was most anxious to see you,” Dr. Morenberg went on. “I knew you and Jenny met in the park. I plead guilty to bringing him along without your actual consent. He was very sure he would be able to help you.” “Who do you think I am?” Dr. Spencer asked. Now that he spoke, Jenny recognised the timbre, the very, very slight accent of the voice as another identification with John. 61 “John was right,” she cried. “He is one of them! His voice .. . it’s the same kind of voice.” Dr. Morenberg said: “Jenny, don’t let your imagina- tion run away with you at this stage.” “It’s my English accent,” Dr. Spencer said, easily. “I’m not entirely rid of it. And ata guess I should say that John here is from England, too. That’s the similarity you noticed.” “You asked me who I thought you were,” John said. “Vl tell you who you are. Your name is Antor Perrent, and you are a grade three officer in the Plan.” “Most interesting,’ Dr. Spencer said to Dr. Moren- berg. “It’s the Tibbett paranoia all right.” ““And your view is...” Dr. Morenberg asked. “As I told you—I regard it as potentially very .. .”’ He paused, and looked at John. “In your own interest, John, I’m afraid you must have treatment.” conmicloooks.Ccomn