Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 67 — page 101: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION varied, so varied that Sarah felt acutely embarrassed once or twice and had to remind herself that all this was for her own good. Even at that she was glad when it was over and the receptionist an- nounced that the professor would see her now. The professor, an elderly, fatherly, white-haired man, bustled about with clinical interest as he adjusted various instruments. *“Good, strong bone struc- ture there, Miss Good. The legs could be a little straighter, but otherwise not a _ bad skeleton at all. Clear skin, too, though that isn’t really important. No fat, but that could be an advantage, es- pecially in a hot climate. Hair . . .”” He pursed his lips. “Blood, fair, a deficiency in female hormones, but that can be rectified. Teeth, well, they can be rectified, too.” He stepped back rubbing his hands. “I don’t think that we have much to worry about, Miss Good. In fact, I’d say that you are very promising material, very promising in- deed. Off-hand I can think of at least three planets where you should beideally suitable.” “Planets?” Sarah looked dubious. ““Do you mean that I'll have to travel?” *‘Why not?” Moray seemed surprised. “It isn’t as if there was any danger or hardship. Just step into the Demat transmitter at this end and step out at your destination. Simple.” “Yes, I know, but Id hoped..." “Well, come now, Miss Good. You do want a hus- band, don’t you?” “Of course.” This time she didn’t feel embarrassed. “‘That’s why I am here.” “Exactly, and that’s why you'll have to travel.” He smiled kindly down at her as she adjusted her dress. ““No need to worry, my dear. Believe me, I’ve seen far worse specimens happily suited in their new surroundings. But Mr. Fenshaw will explain all that.” Mr. Fenshaw was the youngest person Sarah had yet seen in the Bureau. He nodded to her from across his wide desk and resumed his study of her documents. He seemed particularly inter- ested in her credit rating. “Well, Miss Good, Pro- fessor Moray informs me that you present only a minor problem. Some _ adaptions will be necessary, of course, but nothing too serious or, 100 comiclooks.com