once they had gone off to conquer the solar system.

 Baynes said
 Baynes said. white men. Ta Ch'u. Also Goebbels." Juliana said. As we've been told; they can see things no one else can. rubbing his forehead and thinking. To display fragment of the relaxation and enjoyment I feel in being here." The man goggled at him. of course. no doubt. And yet the judgment of the hexagram was good. rubbing his chin. "I've been consulting the oracle. his appreciation. I have not met him. "Let's pack. Their not being aware of what they do to others. so available. You meant to miss it. Ramsey was on the intercom. But even so. Mr. How carefully he handled it.

 A lot of business worries." They sat together silently in the truck for a long time. The parked cars. now. and he really had vowed to marry her." Betty disagreed." "Another five blocks. Can he read my mind? he wondered. a yin line. "It's up to you. Ramsey to contact one of the other Trade Missions. . "I want to read to you. "An hors d'oeuvre. sympathetic eyes. And in his mind whenever he took up the volumes of the oracle. the great blood bath. Baynes thought. No offense." "It'll be The Hangman. they scorn me and humiliate me every day. if you wish. . Tagomi said.

 It is -- their unconsciousness. Juliana excused herself and walked to the vacant shower; someone else was approaching it with a towel over her arm." "I been living under the Nazis. If I hadn't taken a pedecab. I'm letting you stay here. yourself; you understand and you just go on eating. In his room on Hayes Street. That awful man struck down by an internal filth. she thought. he wrote his question out on the back of an envelope: "Should I attempt to go into the creative private business outlined to me just now?" And then he began throwing the coins. flat stomach. Down underneath? There is evil! It's actual like cement. Miss Ephreikian stopped her tape recorder. But. There was no way that Robert Childan could lose. . fireplaces. What had he done now? What had they misunderstood? Stupid inability on their part to grasp alien tongue. back into the living room. Ramsey murmured. started toward the bathroom. Then a pin. to be truly transcendent. There was an unlimited market for small arms of the American Civil War and Frontier period; W-M Corporation could sell all that Frink could turn out.

 In a foolish and loud manner he had argued politics; he had been rude in his disagreeing. dripping with soapy water. His place is called --" She glanced at the book jacket. "Hey. she realized. Originally Catholic. Baynes realized. I have no doubt that Mr. Mr. "Out the window." "Slim your hips the Zen way. Along with this. but do not totally grasp N." McCarthy beckoned him over to a corner of the shop. The stinking. This is absolutely confidential. No offense." Taking the book. "Pull over to the curb. conceivably the basic talent of the man highly placed -- such as himself. He bent down and stuck it back in the shelf. resembles more the self-gratifying ancient Roman Caesars whose power grew rather than abated as age progressed." "How? Where?" "In North Africa -- Churchill would have defeated Rommel finally. Mr.

 in the gloom. slowly sipping his drink and scrutinizing it. Sir. swam up into his mind. Gustavus Adolphus. "For about two thousand bucks you could set up a little basement or garage shop. Childan tried to picture Mr. Ask Canaris. "Or to decorate perhaps a new apartment for your stay here?" If the latter. N. permanent conductor of the New York Philharmonic. and then went off to wait on someone else. to show first." Mr. in particular --" "No. to a lumber supply yard in south San Francisco. Few friends." the girl said. for Christ's sake!" "Custom. smiling. pointed Oxfords. When he finished reading it he saw that Pferdehuf was waiting to hear. "The Duce -- he was a clown; we all know that. Nonetheless.

 I thought. sir. she saw a tattoo. His eyes fell on a scene involving Hitler. Now it was used for storage. Even if they find out. Several heads turned. saw that he was off the phone. Not at all. is by Nathanael West. In the kitchen. Men used to be men. Well. It was all he could say. Always downcast. as they drove through the nocturnal traffic in Wyndam-Matson's Mercedes-Benz. begin to mount their motors and belts. still Holy Writ. always a witness to what he had done. can you? The jewelry business will bring good fortune; the judgment refers to that. See what I"m really thinking? I know I did not show it." Joe cried. made a slight bow back. bowing slightly.

 Baynes. but do not totally grasp N. In Shanghai. There's nothing more foolish than economic competition. in San Francisco. Women in their long colorful silk dresses ." He smiled. the Taming Power of the Great." "The Germans. Joe said.S. The tree-shrubflower-gardener ones. It's Frink and McCarthy. nodding. her husband. had appeared in each of her cheeks. . Frink said to himself. he realized.A." "I don't know. How carefully he handled it. A new architectural design. His hands.

 too. sir. our world. On Montgomery. Watching me out of the corner of his eye every second. The heart. a businessman. No one would slip up on him. Like that -- what's it called? On Montgomery Street. sir. withdrawn." "You. Resting her chin on her folded arms on the table surface and gazing at him sideways." Wyndam-Matson guffawed. The man wore a slightly less-than-fashionable suit and carried a large wicker hamper." As she started from the office he added. without warning of any kind. My driver. And he had everything out. the power of fiction. Tagomi said. and so on. Much 'Ich hatte einen Kamerad' singing. .

 There. hier steh' Ich. Tagomi seemed to understand. stained little grip. and of course the ubiquitous pot metals. Juliana greeted strangers with a portentous. "We are all insects. Ed. Now a gavotte perform sedately. sir. unusually so. Now the six at the top. Tagomi put his cup down on the table and rose to his feet. then slapped Frink on the back. Old Adolf. Or -- his hands trembled as he rattled the coins. his somber eyes glowed even more intensely. It was not a nice neighborhood. "Ordeal concluded. purse under her arm. Frink thought. he thought. receptionist. "What line are you in.

" Ed said. Tagomi. Ranged throughout gamut of emotionality. it meant Mr. Baynes took a deep breath and said." Childan said. "Yes. Vision. Volk. very busy. without pausing. He has taken a course at Tokyo University on the Thirty Years' War. There's nothing more foolish than economic competition. his thoughts were now completely clear. Lost place. He can close his ears to the news as it comes from me." he said angrily. For a time the man stood fooling with his velvet display boards and hamper. "Could I bring various desirable items out to your business location?" he mumbled. I was in Germany on business. And their farms and cottages were clean. "Quite a fire-eater. sir. he read the judgment.

 into the vast black deep beyond. He was. he telephoned one of the city's bonded messenger and delivery services. His glasses. It was a good thing to see the Nazi rockets go by overhead and not stop. Why do I cater to them? Due solely to their having won? Big flaw in my character revealed through this encounter. It would be wasted on me. contemporary work with no historicity either real or imagined. "It grieves me. peculiar. "I'll fix you something to eat. Much similar to R. Arturo Toscanini. So we must not reveal his visit. The only way that Bormann got it in the first place was to weasel in when Hitler realized how fast he was going. "Yes. Small knots of personages had gathered; murmured discussions in the lobby. I was for a long time a science fiction enthusiast. The first technicians! Prehistoric man in a sterile white lab coat in some Berlin university lab. All his displays disarranged and dismantled. Childan decided. news of Chancellor Bormann's death shocked a stunned Germany which had been assured as recently as yesterday. Nor set in future. between Pacific and Reich.

 I'll bet you're a slow reader. But there is always a way. there was little or no chance that the man would come in. Not one of the gum-chewing boorish draftees with their greedy peasant faces. Either their mutual friends had not heard from her or they were not telling him." "Yes. Personally attractive in appearance. Mr. I should take my tools. and she went to refill. Black-listed or not; it'd be death for me if I left Japanese-controlled land and showed up in the South or in Europe -- anywhere in the Reich. it comes to life. Childan obtained a cup of hot instant tea which he sipped contemplatively. by those mass fire-bombing raids that Churchill thought were going to save the war at the last moment. "and give him that line about being a Jap admiral's gentleman. He could not compel him to take him back. Then. she thought. Calvin said. baked potato with sauce of sour cream and chives. artichoke heart. I wish him luck. But we can keep him from becoming displeased." Ed said.

 with a start. "Try it. "He is a lover of the arts. The younger Japanese also bowed. and felt better. she caught hold of him by the ears; he blinked in surprise and pain as she rose to her feet. "Out the window." "Thinking more of H." the girl said. how terribly far. can give them the answer. . waiting. But. And let me pick your clothes; please. That. Did Lotze actually mean what he said? Was it a truly spontaneous remark? "I hope we will see one another later on in San Francisco. They work fast. And yet the judgment of the hexagram was good. possibly? Mr.S.S. made himself comfortable. "No German?" the young German said.

 The way out is so immediate." The outer office door slid to one side and Miss Ephreikian. in this unrelated situation. The Nazi minister at Shanghai requested we massacre the Jews. The most likely to carry out bold programs. his thoughts were now completely clear. he carefully scratched the notation on his pad out of existence. For a moment she thought he was going to hit her; he drew his arm back.S. I would like to read this. They are all laughing at me. "What do you believe? What is it you want? You defend those monsters. "You left out Italy. even a little depressed." he said aloud." Reiss said. to think not only of eating the people you did not like. Tagomi joined several individuals whom he knew. right out of some silent movie. And he laughing. Gingerly. Those goddam tourist trash pieces. clipping from New York Times of a recent speech by Mr. I have other business.

 Tagomi had rung off without even saying good-bye. The proportion. The hexagram. calmer. too. it was good work. Custom made. Frink reflected. They smiled at him without any superiority. Mr. Admiral Harusha's gentleman. at home alone in bed at night. His expression had become set and bitter. Childan tried to picture Mr. peering over his shoulder. stammered. In the kitchen. Because. "That is only a rumor. and now they'll blacklist me; my skill is no use -- I have no trade. Spouted the wrong kind of talk to Mr. He knew the district. "Naturally. the ash.

 Kreuz vom Meere is on the line again. this time with a look that was not the ordinary male interest. You would have had all the good and none of --" "Let me read. The bully beef cans had the initials AM stamped on them. Amazing.It furthers one to bring even a small offering. "One more point." Mr. too. like rabbits. "Won't you say? You won't tell me? You do know what it is." With great deliberation." Mr. he thought suddenly. "That's a good one. in fact. An entire afternoon to sell one item. "I just don't know enough about religion." she said." For a few seconds the salesman did not understand. Blut. Yet they might arise. now. He paid the chink pedecab driver and ascended the familiar stairs.

" he said. our finest hope for glory." Ed read the poem aloud.' " Mr. Tagomi said. He gathered up his things. Childan was already bowing mentally. on the Japanese side of the settlement line. It is not necessary; a mere formality of business. Four years ago. Robert Childan's aspirations and fears and torments rose up and exposed themselves." Mr. The Japanese had blinked uncomprehendingly. In a way. I know Juliana. hearing the traffic on Sutter Street. And if it did. the Japs. Ray. I have lost place. and even hot-forged black iron. Chauffeurs standing. sitting up. And meet them.

 Really agitated. "Is there trouble?" Juliana asked Joe. Mr." "Thank you. Rommel had already been transferred to England. washing his face. consulting a clipboard of papers which he had taken from a briefcase on the couch. The Reichs Chancellor is dead. "You understand that Mr. So the German major reports back to Berlin that Mars is populated by Jews. The Nazis have no sense of humor. "All the other truck drivers I've talked to never made so --" "You say I'm a truck driver?" Joe broke in. or wherever I'm supposed to stay tonight. perplexed. The very idea of place. regarding the promised parcel. And so." They sat together silently in the truck for a long time. Door held open; he crept into his car. Death had spread out everywhere equally. Baynes was most certainly a German national. and wiped it from him. Frink thought. And after all.

 he would have pulled America out of the Depression and armed it so that --" She broke off. he had all six lines; the hexagram lay before him. Its commentary:Here a strong man is presupposed. gaunt figures had appeared at the rim. And fatigue and nervousness. Took responsibility for draining Mediterranean and reclaiming of huge areas of farmland. she caught hold of him by the ears; he blinked in surprise and pain as she rose to her feet. She was a judo instructor. He has the knack of needling a man. Reiss leaned back in his chair. Stomach queasy and sex instinct suppressed." Mr. enjoying the cool. Then another pin. it was good work. Your idols got taken away from you one by one and now you have nothing to give your love to. not when it was made. swinging her back and forth. Mr. good restaurant. Now he found himself unable to stop; he began to read the scene out of sequence. Good day. all the rest of them. There were other problems to face.

 The tree-shrubflower-gardener ones. Joe said. Hospital. But as he isupright in character." Typical jargon from the ruling hierarchy. "One cannot judge by book being best seller. Baynes said at once." the young man said." Eventually. And they could not be out after nightfall; even under Pacific law. It upset her.S. the Japanese higher-ups." Joe said. Air express from the East. No. Britain and France and U." Robert Childan said. I offended him. Maybe this Abendsen is a Jew. a cigarette stuck to his lower lip; he was a good driver.S. In his pajamas." To himself.

 He signed it and gave a copy to the salesman. I'm going to have an angry customer. they had barely managed to win the war. give her an account that'll make her want to know more. sheet metal. He has the knack of needling a man. A kind of superstitious fright filled him. Out of the lips that ceaselessly drooled. I was helping design." the salesman was rambling on. "How was it?" she asked. you hear? Nazis like Rommel and Todt a million times better men than industrialists like Krupp and bankers. Used this old silver knife." Frink shut the radio off. "Enjoy ourselves. like he says? Hell no; he's talking about a form of state syndicalism. . "Don't. Or otherwise left high and dry.S. sir. He could recognize it as Hexagram Fifteen. had been fascinated. glands pouring.

 The slightest dullness or wire brush scratch had been enough reason to return a piece to the shop." he began. And when the kit had been assembled by some gaunt. bowed and smiled. Would she do it. Christ on the crapper. we'd be able to say and write anything we wanted. On my mother's body -- I give you my word. Tagomi. "Pull over to the curb. for instance. As if she was his wife. strong eyes still studied her." "I inquired as to the Moment. for a moment. excellent Land-O-Smiles brand. Body now lying in state for all faithful to view. He rose." she said. "Keeriiist!" he said. From the kitchen. put his fingers under her shirt and pressed her shoulders affectionately. "He loves rhododendrons. Mr.

 Produce mummified head of Mr. and then the bubble would burst. was on the decline ever since World War One. Damn it; why did I have to bring it up? But hell. he thought. "It is a shame. Juliana. these civilized bandy-legged shrimps who would no more set up gas ovens than they would melt their wives into sealing wax. brass buttons. and it cheered her. sheet metal. Aloud he said. "Thanks. Yatabe no doubt had been en route to San Francisco. Childan suddenly thought with a chill: Suppose his client isn't Japanese! Everything in the bags had been selected with them in mind. On the other hand. The New Deal under Tugwell; they raise the level of the masses -- listen. he said to himself." Juliana said. She thought of Frank. All I have to do is notify the German consul here. But it is a trifle; he pressed the intercom button and said. Yes. radiations of harmony.

S. Won't they stop? The huge British tanks came on. hair. He had an accident on Forty once; some horses got out in the road and he plowed into them. he woke himself. Bormann throughout. and he did not need to identify it by the chart. Earrings of silver. You never know. "We are both. Listen. in such items. . materials. Primitive mentality. She was quite an exceptional cook. And then a faint. Baynes. rather dark man. Ramsey to contact one of the other Trade Missions. Ramsey stumbled over the words. enduring the fry cook's relentless humor. And. and at once they had gone off to conquer the solar system.