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Then May dismissed him with a speech whose implications were deliriously exciting. "I need an able man and a young one, Reuben. Perhaps I've waited too long looking for him. If you do well in this touchy business, I'll consider you very seriously for an important task I have in mind." Late that night, Selene came to his bedroom. "I know you don't like me," she said pettishly, "butGriffin's such a fool and I wanted somebody to talk to. Do you mind? What was it like up there today? Did you see carpets? I wish I had a carpet." He tried to think about carpets and not the exciting contrast of metallic cloth and flesh. "I saw one through an open door," he remembered. "It looked odd, but I suppose a person gets used to them. Perhaps I didn't see a very good one. Aren't the good ones very thick?" "Yes," she said. "Your feet sink into them. I wish I had a good carpet and four chairs and a small table as high as my knees to put things on and as many pillows as I wanted.Griffin's such a fool. Do you think 111 ever get those things? I've never caught the eye of a general. Am I pretty enough to get one, dccyou think?" He said uneasily: "Of course you're a pretty thing, Selene. But carpets and chairs and pillows-" It made him uncomfortable, like the thought of peering up through binoculars from a parapet. "I want them," she said unhappily. "I like you very much, but I want so many things and soon I'll be too babies or cooking in the creche or the refectory." She stopped abruptly, pulled herself together, and gave him a smile that was somehow ghastly in the half-light. "You bungler," he said, and she instantly looked at the door with the smile frozen on her face. Reuben took a pistol from under bis pillow and demanded, "When do you expect him?" "What do you mean?" she asked shrilly. "Who are you talking about?" "My double. Don't be a fool, Selene. May and I-" he savored it- "May and I know all about it. He warned me to beware of a diversion by a woman while the double slipped in and killed me. When do you expect him?" "I really do like you," Selene sobbed. "But Almon promised to take me up there and I knew when I was where they'd see me that I'd meet somebody really important. I really do like you, but soon I'll be too old-" "Selene, listen to me. Listen^to me! You'll get your chance. Nobody but you and me will know that the substitution didn't succeed!" "Then I'll be spying for you on Almon, won't I?" she asked in a choked voice. "All I wanted was a few nice things before I got too old. All right, I was supposed to be in your arms at 2350 hours." It was 2349. Reuben sprang from bed and stood by the door, his pistol silenced and ready. At 2350 a |
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