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The Other Fast was silent. No! "Sacred cow," said our Mr. Piper. Yes, yes, it said and began talking to Carlisle. If in the course of a few million years I have not terminated my pataphysical studies, it is certain that the period of the earths rotation around its axis and of its revolution around the sun will both be very different from what they are now. A good watch, which I would have had running all this time, would have cost me an exorbitant price, and, in any case, I do not perform secular experiments, have nothing but contempt for continuity, and consider it more esthetic to keep Time itself in my pocket, or the unity of time, which is its snapshot. Good. Ill call the nurse then, shall I? The sneeze, a megaton of mucous, refreshed the creature and left it more awake and hungrier. Onward it went, flowing forward in slimy progress. The creature thought vaguely about its mate somewhere in the Red Sea. The thoughts waved like theatre curtains, rippling through its head. The creature had not made love in a decade, a thunderous thump back in the Straits of Magellan. Its scales practically glowed as memory flared and faded. It felt a bit horny. It was about three or four days later that I began to catch on. There was this new craze for going to see pre-Contact movies, and though I didnt feel that I would get a bang out of watching soldiers and gunmen kill each other without Contact to look forward to, my wife had been told by all her friends that she oughtn’t to miss out on this eerie thrill. Gordon Dickson initiated an extensive exploration of the military culture and the psychology of the fighting man with his explosive novelDorsail in 1959. Since then, he and others have worked the same basic material in a number of interesting ways—but none, to my taste, so effectively or excitingly as the Dorsai series. (A new novel.Soldier, Ask Not, will be published shortly by Delacorte.) No, sir. Not at all. In fact, three months will just make it before we leave. I looked about at the pools of crawling slime, at the trays of shoots. —Im moving up to Tirellian today, but I’ll be in and out all the time. I’ll be here when it blooms.” Yes, doctor, I do. The next day Quimble began giving J. G. a series of tests, which, remembering his experience with the Explorer, J. G. made sure that Quimble won. After every test Quimble appeared highly gratified. He would chuckle, take a drink of celery tonic and give J. G. a banana. Then he would gather up his notes and go upstairs, leaving J. G. alone. When he straightened up and turned around to Mose, the only thing that kept him from being downright angry was that he was so flabbergasted..
