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re-collect on the other side. Ropes -no -no, that wouldn't do it. They couldn't live in a sealed tank or -"


"If," said McReady, "you shoot it through the heart, and it doesn't die, it's a monster. That's the best test I can think of, offhand."
"No dogs," said Garry quietly, "and no cattle. It has to imitate men now. And locking up doesn't do any good. Your test might work, Mac, but I'm afraid it would
be hard on the men."
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Chapter 10
Clark looked up from the galley stove as Van Wall, Barclay, McReady and Benning came in, brushing the drift from their clothes. The other men jammed into the Ad
Building continued studiously to do as they were doing, playing chess, poker, reading. Ralsen was fixing a sledge on the table; Van and Norris had their heads
together over magnetic data, while Harvey read tables in a low voice.


Dr. Copper snored softly on the bunk. Garry was working with Dutton over a sheaf of radio messages on the corner of Dutton's bunk and a small fraction of the radio
table. Connant was using most of the table for cosmic ray sheets.


Quite plainly through the corridor, despite two closed doors, they could hear Kinner's voice. Clark banged a kettle onto the galley stove and beckoned McReady
silently. The meteorologist went over to him.


"I don't mind the cooking so damn much," Clark said nervously, "but isn't there some way to stop that bird? We all agreed that it would be safe to move into
Cosmos House."


"Kinner?" McReady nodded toward the door. "I'm afraid not. I can dope him, I suppose, but we don't have an unlimited supply of morphia, and he's not in danger
of losing his mind. Just hysterical."


"Well, we're in danger of losing ours. You've been out for an hour and a half. That's been going on steadily ever since, and it was going for two hours before.
There's a limit, you know."


Garry wandered over slowly, apologetically. For an instant, McReady caught the feral spark of fear -horror -in Clark's eyes, and knew at the same instant it
was in his own. Garry -Garry or Copper -was certainly a monster.


"If you could stop that, I think it would be a sound policy, Mac," Garry spoke quietly. "There are -tensions enough in this room. We agreed that it would be
safe for Kinner in there, because everyone else in camp is under constant eyeing." Garry shivered slightly. "And try, try in God's name, to find some test that will
work."


McReady sighed. "Watched or unwatched, everyone's tense. Blair's jammed the trap so it won't open now. Says he's got food enough, and keeps screaming 'Go away, go
away -you're monster. I won't be absorbed. I won't. I'll tell men when they come. Go away. ' So -we went away."


"There's no other test?" Garry pleaded.
McReady shrugged his shoulders. "Copper was perfectly right. The serum test could be absolutely definitive if it hadn't been -contaminated. But that's the only dog