Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 71 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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THE LITTLE CORPORAL the whole story, so that Winter caught his breath and looked at him and wondered if he knew what he was doing. He would tell a lie and know it would be believed; and he would tell the truth confidently, honestly, know- ing that no one would believe it. He got a “not guilty” verdict for Winter—he and the transparently honest Pamela Winter. And perhaps something else. Through all the lying and subterfuge and traditional procedure, Winter still believed that he deserved to be acquitted, independent of whether or not Barker could work another miracle... Marjory talked, in his cabin, of her home, her family, her hopes, her whole life. It was _ refreshing to listen to her. She was twice the woman he had thought her. With the thought came the realisation that, unlike Esther, she had completely ceased to be a woman. She had fought as a girl, using and striving against sensuality, her beauty, her personality, her history. Now she was going to die as a human being, cleansed by the 33 affair of Shaw, of knowledge of her youth, her beauty, and any responsibility for the disaster. He was surprised she didn’t talk of Barker, too. Everyone seemed to talk about Barker to Jim Winter. Perhaps they wanted to test their judgment against the trial. Perhaps they were only interested in Barker. Then it came. “Do you want to stay here?” he asked gently. “Or would you like to be with the others ?”’ She stared, and he knew she had felt nothing. Perhaps it would be longer with her. Then awareness came into her eyes. “’d rather be. with the others,” she said steadily. ‘Are you Staying here alone?” “Yes. But there’s time for one last round.” He led her to the lounge. Everyone was there except Esther and Souness. He handed Marjory to an arm- chair, and wondered if he should go for the others. Mary saw him wondering, and shook her head. He had one last look conmiclsooks.con