Jeff glanced at it, then handed it to Ann with a half-smile. It read:
4-D TRAVEL BEURO
Greet Snader, Traffic Ajent
"Mr. Snader's bureau is different," Jeff said to his wife. "He even spells it different."
Snader chuckled. "I come from other time. We spell otherwise."
"You mean you come from the future?"
"Just different time. I show you. You come with me?"
"Come where?" Jeff asked, studying Snader's mocking eyes. The man didn't seem a mere eccentric. He had a peculiar suggestion of humor and force.
"Come on little trip to different time," invited Snader. He added persuasively, "Could be back here in hour."
"It would be painless, I suppose?" Jeff gave it a touch of derision.
"Maybe not. That is risk you take. But look at me. I make trips every day. I look damaged?"