 What ultimately revealed the true identity of the Venusian delegate to Jerry?
The DELEGATE FROM VENUS By HENRY SLESAR ILLUSTRATOR NOVICK Everybody was waiting to see what the delegate from Venus looked like. One part of his mind wanted him to play it cagey, to behave the way the newspaper wanted him to behave, to protect the cozy Washington assignment he had waited four years to get. There had been hourly conferences at the White House, flying visits by State Department officials, mysterious conferences involving members of the Science Commission. In a secluded booth at the rear of a restaurant unfrequented by newsmen, Greta leaned forward and said: "At first, they thought it was another sputnik." "A spaceship," Greta said coolly, sipping lemonade. The spaceship's from Venus; they've already established that. "Their delegate.
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