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"
Wishful
thinking
.
"
"
You
’
re
unkind
.
I
didn
’
t
think
him
up
on
purpose
;
he
just
came
in
my
mind
while
I
drowsed
.
It
wasn
’
t
like
a
dream
.
It
was
so
unexpected
and
different
.
He
looked
at
me
and
he
said
,
«
I
’
ve
come
from
the
third
planet
in
my
ship
.
My
name
is
Nathaniel
York
—
»
"
"
A
stupid
name
;
it
’
s
no
name
at
all
,
"
objected
the
husband
.
"
Of
course
it
’
s
stupid
,
because
it
’
s
a
dream
,
"
she
explained
softly
.
"
And
he
said
,
«
This
is
the
first
trip
across
space
.
There
are
only
two
of
us
in
our
ship
,
myself
and
my
friend
Bert
.
»
"
"
Another
stupid
name
.
"
"
And
he
said
,
«
We
’
re
from
a
city
on
Earth
;
that
’
s
the
name
of
our
planet
,
»
"
continued
Mrs
.
K
.
"
That
’
s
what
he
said
.
«
Earth
»
was
the
name
he
spoke
.
And
he
used
another
language
.
Somehow
I
understood
him
.
With
my
mind
.
Telepathy
,
I
suppose
.
"
Mr
.
K
turned
away
.
She
stopped
him
with
a
word
.
"
Yll
?
"
she
called
quietly
.
"
Do
you
ever
wonder
if
—
well
,
if
there
are
people
living
on
the
third
planet
?
"
"
The
third
planet
is
incapable
of
supporting
life
,
"
stated
the
husband
patiently
.
"
Our
scientists
have
said
there
’
s
far
too
much
oxygen
in
their
atmosphere
.
"
"
But
wouldn
’
t
it
be
fascinating
if
there
were
people
?
And
they
traveled
through
space
in
some
sort
of
ship
?
"
