 Who is Soup Gaskin?
In his room at the Elsby Commercial Hotel, Tremaine opened his luggage and took out a small tool kit, used a screwdriver to remove the bottom cover plate from the telephone. You elected me to be a leg-man: now let me do it my way." And since it seems to be pinpointed in your home area—" "You don't have to justify yourself. Now I want answers, not questions! In a back room Tremaine said, "To everybody but you this is just a visit to the old home town. Tremaine covered the discovery of the powerful unidentified interference on the high-security hyperwave band, the discovery that each transmission produced not one but a pattern of "fixes" on the point of origin. It showed a set of concentric circles, overlapped by a similar group of rings. "I think what we're getting is an echo effect from each of these points of intersection. "The point is this, Jess: we think we've got it narrowed down to this section. This is where I should come up with the news that Old Man Whatchamacallit's got an attic full of gear he says is a time machine. "Course," said Jess, "there's always Mr. Bram ..." "Mr. Bram," repeated Tremaine. "I've never seen any harm in Bram," said Jess. "You remember Soup Gaskin? He's Soup all over again." They used to raise cain in the other drug store...." "Soup's been in the pen since then. Just meanness, I reckon. Hull are back in the streets playin' with matches by now. School teacher here for years; guess she was retired by the time you were playing hookey. I used to think she was some kind of princess...." Miss Linda was maybe in her twenties—and that made her an old maid, in those times. He was a good-looking young feller then, over six foot, of course, broad backed, curly yellow hair—and a stranger to boot. "After dark. It was ten minutes before he beckoned Tremaine over to the table where a two-foot-square book lay open. (see Vol. 9 & cet.)" "That's the ledger for 1901; means Bram bought a quarter section on the nineteenth of May. "I never thought of it before, but you know, old Bram must be dern near to ninety years old. "There's one story that's not superstition...."
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