Gone Fishing
Page 13
by James H. Schmitz
prospect of seeing visitors from Earth for the first time in fiveyears. But he's letting you know it's perfectly all right to makeyourself at home in his cabin until he gets back. Here, let me--"
He reached past McAllen, adjusted the scanner. The printing on thecard swam suddenly into focus before McAllen's eyes.
The message was terse, self-explanatory, to the point:
GONE FISHING,
Regards,
_B. Chard._
THE END
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