The Long Way
By GEORGE O. SMITH
Illustrated by Kramer
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Astounding Science-Fiction, April 1944.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
Don Channing stood back and admired his latest acquisition with all of the fervency of a high school girl inspecting her first party dress. It was so apparent, this affection between man and gadget, that the workmen who were now carrying off the remnants of the packing case did so from the far side of the bench so that they would not come between the director of communications and the object of his affection. So intent was Channing in his adoration of the object that he did not hear the door open, nor the click of high heels against the plastic flooring. He was completely unaware of his surroundings until Arden said:
"Don, what off earth is that?"
"Ain't she a beaut?" breathed Channing.
"Jilted for a jimcrank," groaned Arden. "Tell me, my quondam husband, what is it?"