And if it were the museum Earth? No difference. For the Galactics had decided not to interfere. They had decided to let the race of Earth go on as it was—exactly as it had gone before. It made no difference, really. No difference at all. A perfect duplication of an original was the original, in every meaningful way.
"Funny," said the pilot abruptly, "I'm not getting any signal from New York."
Karnes took a deep breath and bit at his lower lip. But he did not look toward the horror that was New York. The city was gone, but the world was there—solid and real!
You'd better expand your museum a little bit, boys, he thought. We'll need to include Mars and Venus before very long. And then the stars.