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Fanfare, whole no. 10, December 1943

Page 35

   She snatched the thing from her head & sprang to her feet. "What is this?" she cried.
   She was on a raised platform, facing a sort of box in which 12 rather intelligent looking gentlemen were sitting staring at her legs.  Why - they were editors!
   She saw Rap. He sat slumped in the very middle of a long line of glum-looking personages, extending indefinitely in both directions. Ray Cummings sat on his right horsier than ever. The young army that was the Inc. of Edgar Rice Burroughs stretched for several yards, as far as the bewildered but hopeful goggles of Williamson. & on Rap's left were hundreds on hundreds of abnormal looking men & women, with a generous sprinkling of out & out monsters. All fantasy, author & character alike, sat moping in that endless line.
   Before she could call to Rap, two hands seized the bird-cage & crammed it down over her ears. At once a thot thundered in her brain: 
   "Where were you on the afternoon of February 31st, 2756?"
   "Why--," she began, Before she could speak the thot was snatched bodily away, leaving her gasping.
   "Who was with you?"

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She snatched the thing from her head & sprang to her feet. "What is this?" she cried. She was on a raised platform, facing a sort of box in which 12 rather intelligent looking gentlemen were sitting staring at her legs. Why - they were editors! She saw Rap. He sat slumped in the very middle of a long line of glum-looking personages, extending indefinitely in both directions. Ray Cummings sat on his right horsier than ever. The young army that was the Inc. of Edgar Rice Burroughs stretched for several yards, as far as the bewildered but hopeful goggles of Williamson. & on Rap's left were hundreds on hundreds of abnormal looking men & women, with a generous sprinkling of out & out monsters. All fantasy, author & character alike, sat moping in that endless line. Before she could call to Rap, two hands seized the bird-cage & crammed it down over her ears. At once a thot thundered in her brain: "Where were you on the afternoon of February 31st, 2756?" "Why--," she began, Before she could speak the thot was snatched bodily away, leaving her gasping. "Who was with you?"