"Drat Terra and everything and everybody on it," Temple said, vigorously. "And especially drat His Royal Fatness Five-Jet Admiral Gordon. How much longer will it take, do you think, to pound some sense into their pointed little heads?"
"Oh, we're not doing too bad," Hilton assured his lovely bride. "Two or three more sessions ought to do it."
Everything was normal....
END
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Transcriber's Note
This etext was produced from Worlds of If November 1961 and January 1962. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on these publications was renewed.