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: Rude Stone Monuments in All Countries: Their Age and Uses by Fergusson James - Megalithic monuments
Illustrator: Ed Emsh
FLY by NIGHT
Illustrated by Ed Emsh
The general introduced them in the ship's shadow, a trim lieutenant, a clean-cut major. "You probably already think of each other as Carol and Ken. At any rate, there are no two people in the world who have heard as much about each other without previously meeting."
She offered her hand and he took it, held it for a long moment while their eyes locked. "Hello, Carol," he said warmly. "I'd have known you from your pictures." And he realized as never before what a poor substitute were the hoarded scraps of paper.
"Hello--Ken." A smile made her face radiant. "I've sort of studied your pictures too."
Suddenly Ken was angry at the knowing looks from the throng's nearest ranks. While the general continued his prepared speech into the mike, focus of the hollow, hungry eyes of the video cameras, Ken pulled Carol to his side and held her with an arm about her waist, glaring when the crowd murmured and the cameras swung their way again. He had not questioned the actions of the military, of the world, before. But now--a public spectacle--
During the years of rigorous, specialized training almost from childhood they had kept him away from Carol, teasing him--it was the only word that now occurred to his mind--with the dangled promise of her presence on the flight. They had let him see her pictures--intimate, almost-nude photos harvested by the gossip columnists, snaps of her glory in bathing attire as she lounged by a swimming pool.
Swimming. Since he had been selected as a boy, every free afternoon he had been made to swim, swim, swim--developing the long, smooth muscles they wanted him to have. It had been, he knew, the same with Carol.
Had they taunted her with his pictures too? Had she responded by wanting him, loving him, longing for him? How did she feel about their first moment together being shared by the greedy eyes of continents?
The President was speaking now, rolling sonorous sentences into the mike, words which would officially sanction this unorthodox act of the military, which would justify the morally unprecedented dispensing of maid to man without benefit of--anything. Because the psychologists had wanted it that way. Ken leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I wish I could get you inside the ship."
She looked at him with sudden coolness. "Impatient, Major?" She turned away quickly and he could feel her body stiffen.
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