Pulp Fiction, 1956 · page 30 of 162
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CHILDREN SHOULD BE SEEN perity in his mind they trans- lated it instantly into images of rockets taking off for Honolulu, speed-boats ... Sam sank into a chair, ex- hausted—and noticed the ex- pression on Emily’s face. She had moved to the window holding the baby; her mind was feeling the fatness of the robin on the lawn, with the wonder of a_ one-year-old. She wasn’t even thinking about him. Suddenly Sam had a surge of irresistible patriotism. “Emily!” he shouted aloud. “I’ve decided you’re right! The aliens must go!”’ The next day a lesser sales- man would have been dis- couraged by the interference to be run before reaching the Top Brass. Or by the in- credulous looks when finally he got the chance to outline his plan. ‘“‘Perhaps you gentle- men have no children,” he said stiffly, and the most important one sighed. “T have,’’ he said. ““Your idea just might work. We'll try it. But Heaven help you if it fails!’ 29 The next step was a little out of Sam’s line. It was not exactly fun pretending to be a traitor to Earth, prepared to betray the secret of silent communication to the enemy. It was more satisfying when it came to convincing the aliens that they could actually wear the senders without harm. That was the biggest selling job of Sam’s career, but he made it. They were cautious, of course, but Sam had all the little details worked QUES a0 That was why, on Children’s Day, when the aliens were to make their first public ap- pearance at mass picnics all over the world, Sam Temple sat alone in his house. It was quiet—but Sam found it hard to relax. If his scheme worked, everything would be fine— just like it used to be. If not—he shuddered. But it should work. He’d consulted enough neurolo- gists on their theories about the nervous system of the aliens, and their lingo about synapses and low threshold of resistance had confirmed his own opinion, formed when he started selling to the aliens. comiclooks.conn LAWL e Se ee Ais) A Bile Hy " . c7F