 Who is John Smith?
Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Space Science Fiction May 1952. THE ULTROOM ERROR by JERRY SOHL Smith admitted he had made an error involving a few murders—and a few thousand years. As he did so the baby's knees hit the side of the play pen and young Laughton let out a scream—half from hurt and half from sudden lack of confidence in his new handler. Around the corner and after the man came a snarling mongrel dog, eyes bright, teeth glinting in the sunlight. "I'm going with you," Nancy said, hurriedly rising and coming over to him. The police sergeant looked at the father, at Nancy and then at the dog. "No ... Nancy had taken a sedative and was asleep by the time Martin finished cleaning the .30-.30 rifle he used for deer hunting. He put it by the stairs, ready for use, fully loaded, leaning it against the wall next to the telephone stand. I think it's $32, isn't that right?" Dr. Stuart stood by him, making idle comment until Dr. Tompkins came down the stairs with the sleeping baby cuddled against his shoulder. The figure of a woman ran from the house, retrieved the now squalling infant and ran back into the house. Once inside, Nancy slammed the door, gave the baby to the stunned Martin and headed for the telephone. One of them was the same man who tried to take the baby this afternoon. There's supposed to be two of them. Shot with a .30-.30."
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 Mr. Laughton  Tendal 13  Kanad  Arvid 6