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Galaxy, issue 5, December 1938
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GALAXY 15 but when you reached for your gun I had no other choice. However, as soon as your friend has finished with our engine you will both be able to return to your ship." He turned as he heard Dick enter the room. So he was keeping up the farce, huh? Well, Sanders was too old of a hand to be fooled. He narrowed his eyes and laughed to himself as he thought how the pirate would feel when he saw that he was the dupe. This thought sobered him as he realized that the pirate would have no time in which to realize anything. The blue chinned captain, apparently sensing opposition, looked at Sanders hostily, then left the room. Dick's guide laughed unpleasantly and remarked, "Now you've done it! You've upset the Captain. He'll probably cry himself sick over it tonight. You should be ashamed of yourself!" And with a smirk of self-satisfaction at his native with [wit?], he also left the room. Jack raised reproachful eyes to Dick's face. "Did you fix that engine for them?" Sanders nodded, uncertain of telling how he fixed them for fear that their conversation might be overheard. "You dope," Matthews shook his head sadly, "Don't you realize that they won't leave anyone alive who has seen their faces? It isn't intelligent to suppose that they would." Dick slumped on the couch and permitted his mind to dwell on a certain blond he had been hitting it up with. The more he thought about it the more worse he felt about it. Matthews looked commisseratingly at him and saw the gradual change from mild apprehension to deepest sorrow. Fearing his friend would disgrace himself by bursting Into tears in another moment he spoke. "Don't take it so hard old chap, everyone can't expect to be intelligent. It's only natural that you wouldn't be expected to equal my reasoning. How many times have I told you to.... This produced the effect desired in that Sanders gloom sloughed off as rapidly as water pours off a duck's back. He stiffened, "You half-wit! You have a brain! I doubt it! If I couldn't go one better in every idea you've
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GALAXY 15 but when you reached for your gun I had no other choice. However, as soon as your friend has finished with our engine you will both be able to return to your ship." He turned as he heard Dick enter the room. So he was keeping up the farce, huh? Well, Sanders was too old of a hand to be fooled. He narrowed his eyes and laughed to himself as he thought how the pirate would feel when he saw that he was the dupe. This thought sobered him as he realized that the pirate would have no time in which to realize anything. The blue chinned captain, apparently sensing opposition, looked at Sanders hostily, then left the room. Dick's guide laughed unpleasantly and remarked, "Now you've done it! You've upset the Captain. He'll probably cry himself sick over it tonight. You should be ashamed of yourself!" And with a smirk of self-satisfaction at his native with [wit?], he also left the room. Jack raised reproachful eyes to Dick's face. "Did you fix that engine for them?" Sanders nodded, uncertain of telling how he fixed them for fear that their conversation might be overheard. "You dope," Matthews shook his head sadly, "Don't you realize that they won't leave anyone alive who has seen their faces? It isn't intelligent to suppose that they would." Dick slumped on the couch and permitted his mind to dwell on a certain blond he had been hitting it up with. The more he thought about it the more worse he felt about it. Matthews looked commisseratingly at him and saw the gradual change from mild apprehension to deepest sorrow. Fearing his friend would disgrace himself by bursting Into tears in another moment he spoke. "Don't take it so hard old chap, everyone can't expect to be intelligent. It's only natural that you wouldn't be expected to equal my reasoning. How many times have I told you to.... This produced the effect desired in that Sanders gloom sloughed off as rapidly as water pours off a duck's back. He stiffened, "You half-wit! You have a brain! I doubt it! If I couldn't go one better in every idea you've
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