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A curious sensation, Peter—I was wearing the same smock at the time. And then the sphere went opaque and of course the smock vanished. ” “Yes. Another funny thing, I've had it forward to various times in the near future, and the machine itself is still there, but nothing's been done to it—none of the things I'm thinking I might do. That might be because of the conservation of events, again, but I rather think not. Still farther forward there are cloudy areas, blanks; I can't see anything that isn't in existence now, apparently, but here, in the next few days, there's nothing of that.
A cloudy flicker, another, a leaping blur of them as he moved the vernier faster—and then there were no more, to the limit of the time-sphere's range. D. 2700 to 2900 or thereabout—in which no one would enter the vault. " He put the rheostat back to the beginning of that uninterrupted period. He drew out a small crate and prized it open. Chessmen, ivory with gold inlay, Florentine, fourteenth century. Superb. Another, from the opposite rack. T'ang figurines, horses and men, ten to fourteen inches high.
No two of them will agree on what science fiction is—or on anything else—but they all write it, or have written it, or pretend they can write it, or something. They have three kinds of meetings, or two and a half. One is for club politics, one is for drinking, and the third is also for drinking, only more so. As a rule, they meet in people's apartments, usually Preacher Flatt's or Ray Alvarez', but every year at this time they rent a hotel ballroom and throw a whingding. I'm a member in bad standing; the last time I paid my dues was in 1950.