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LEAVE “‘We watched him go, and no one spoke a word. Every man stood to attention till he was lost from sight, and there was only the dark void and the stars again.”’ Ward paused. ““Burke was a good man,” he added, and there was no more to say. He rose to leave, and remembered the photograph in his pocket. He pulled it out awkwardly. F “Td like to keep this,” he said. : She seemed surprised. “Of course—and thank you for coming, captain. I feel a lot better now.” Ward hesitated at the door. Out there were the neons and the commercials, and the hurrying crowds. It was a world he did not want to face. “You remind me of David,” she said, watching him. “He used to look the same way.” She hesitated. “I’m alone now ... if you wanted, I could meet you tomorrow. | know how lonely David used to feel when he came home on leave. Though I expect you’re not like that——” 69 Ward said, eagerly: “‘I’d be glad to meet you. I’ve a whole week to get through, and—I’m alone, too.” “‘Tomorrow, then...” Ward walked back towards © the city. He was alone—except for the sky signs and the whirling helis and the moving roads. No one else walked, it seemed. BUY VITAKWICK FOR PROMPT RELIEF FROM TENSION TAKE LIFE EASY WITH VITAKWICK VITAKWICK RELAXES VITAKWICK! The sky signs blazed and blotted out the stars. Audio- ads roared at him. A huge tele screen showed an ener- getic young woman wearing a glamour mask and chanting: “7 was anervous wreck until I took—BLOGG! Your local psychiatrist re- commends—BLOGG!” Ward wondered: Are they mad? Or am I? He found a hotel and slept. and his dreams were not of Eve Burke, but of the black infinities between the stars, where solitude and _ silence reign. comicloooks.com