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Rocket, v. 1, issue 1, March 1940
Page 15
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to skip dinner, I wont straight to the clerk for my key, which was accompanied with a message which had been left for me. Slitting the top of the envelope with my pon-knife, I hurriedly removed and scanned the contents: Mr. Stevenson; It is imperative that I see you tonite. Please do not fail me. The native standing at the main entrance will see you to my laboratories. Your friend of the Cabas My eyes speedily raced from the epistle to the doorway, where a large potted palm tree,, made a feebla attempt to shadow a giant negro who stood cross-armed, lookign directly at me. I walked quickly over to him, much the same as a small dog would run up to its master Motioning me to follow him, he stopped through the open doorway and into the street. I followed him for what seemed like ages, through the streetc of Cairo. Passing the slum section, I expect any moment to see someone jump out from the shadows of the low tents and stick a slithe in my ribs, but we passed through with no mishap except for one hugh cur dog, that made for me and would have easily taken off an arm or a log, had it not been for my guide, who stepped between me and the brute, just as the animal lcaped. the hugh negro caught the beast by the throat as he leaped and threw him at least fifteen feet into the darkness, where I heard him scramble to his feet and race off, yelping with pain and fright.
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to skip dinner, I wont straight to the clerk for my key, which was accompanied with a message which had been left for me. Slitting the top of the envelope with my pon-knife, I hurriedly removed and scanned the contents: Mr. Stevenson; It is imperative that I see you tonite. Please do not fail me. The native standing at the main entrance will see you to my laboratories. Your friend of the Cabas My eyes speedily raced from the epistle to the doorway, where a large potted palm tree,, made a feebla attempt to shadow a giant negro who stood cross-armed, lookign directly at me. I walked quickly over to him, much the same as a small dog would run up to its master Motioning me to follow him, he stopped through the open doorway and into the street. I followed him for what seemed like ages, through the streetc of Cairo. Passing the slum section, I expect any moment to see someone jump out from the shadows of the low tents and stick a slithe in my ribs, but we passed through with no mishap except for one hugh cur dog, that made for me and would have easily taken off an arm or a log, had it not been for my guide, who stepped between me and the brute, just as the animal lcaped. the hugh negro caught the beast by the throat as he leaped and threw him at least fifteen feet into the darkness, where I heard him scramble to his feet and race off, yelping with pain and fright.
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