Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 67 — page 139: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION must know by now that any sort of bloodshed or violence is abhorrent to me.” In spite of her misgivings she still believed that, and curiosity, too, was beginning to get the upper hand, so that, although she felt her- self trembling in every limb, she followed him into the grounds. Wordlessly, he led her to the shed that housed his menagerie. . As he stood and unlocked the door, he said: ‘You may not believe it, but I think I have quite a gift for reading people’s thoughts. I could tell by your behaviour at breakfast that you would speak your mind this evening. Please step inside. You have absolutely nothing to fear.” It was still twilight in the grounds, but as his wife stepped past him into the darkening shed, Dr. Blaise switched on the electric light to enable her to see quite clearly. The scene inside was in no way out of the usual. Most of the animals were sleeping, but several of the 138 monkeys stirred, and one of them began to chatter and leap about. Selecting another key from the bunch he held on a ring, the doctor crossed to the cage which contained the two chimpanzees and began to unlock it. Mystified, but curious in spite of her in- creasing apprehension, Varya came up beside him. One of the chimpanzees was sitting upright in a far corner of the cage staring at them apathetically, but the other, the larger of the two, lay stretched out on the floor completely motionless. Varya, in a voice which had dropped almost to a whisper, said: ““What’s the matter with it? Is it dead?” “Oh, good gracious, no,” replied the doctor. “Merely in a deep sleep—a drug- induced sleep. Within an hour, or possibly less, it will be capable of being awakened to full consciousness.” He put his hands under the inert creature and heaved it over so that it was lying flat comiclooks.cormn