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Dorcas
said
dreamily
,
"
I
’
ve
decided
to
name
him
‘
Dennis
.
’
"
Jubal
nodded
.
"
Appropriate
.
Very
appropriate
.
"
Appropriate
meaning
even
if
she
were
mixed
up
about
the
paternity
,
he
thought
to
himself
.
"
Do
you
feel
like
working
?
"
"
Oh
,
yes
!
I
feel
grand
.
"
"
Begin
.
Stereoplay
.
Rough
draft
.
Working
title
:
‘
A
Martian
Named
Smith
.
’
Opener
:
zoom
in
on
Mars
,
using
stock
or
bonestelled
shots
,
unbroken
sequence
,
then
dissolving
to
miniature
matched
set
of
actual
landing
place
of
Envoy
.
Space
ship
in
middle
distance
.
Animated
Martians
,
typical
,
with
stock
as
available
or
rephotographed
.
Cut
to
close
:
Interior
space
ship
.
Female
patient
stretched
on
-
"
THE
VERDICT
TO
BE
PASSED
on
the
third
planet
around
Sol
was
never
in
doubt
.
The
Old
Ones
of
the
fourth
planet
were
not
omniscient
and
in
their
way
were
as
provincial
as
humans
.
Grokking
by
their
own
local
values
,
even
with
the
aid
of
vastly
superior
logic
,
they
were
certain
in
time
to
perceive
an
incurable
"
wrongness
"
in
the
busy
,
restless
,
quarrelsome
beings
of
the
third
planet
,
a
wrongness
which
would
require
weeding
,
once
it
had
been
grokked
and
cherished
and
hated
.
But
,
by
the
time
that
they
would
slowly
get
around
to
it
,
it
would
be
highly
improbable
approaching
impossible
that
the
Old
Ones
would
be
able
to
destroy
this
weirdly
complex
race
.
The
hazard
was
slight
that
those
concerned
with
the
third
planet
did
not
waste
a
split
eon
on
it
.
Certainly
Foster
did
not
.
"
Digby
!
"
His
assistant
looked
up
.
"
Yes
,
Foster
?
"
"
I
’
ll
be
gone
a
few
eons
on
a
special
assignment
.
Want
you
to
meet
your
new
supervisor
.
"
Foster
turned
and
said
,
"
Mike
,
this
is
Archangel
Digby
,
your
assistant
.
He
knows
where
everything
is
around
the
studio
and
you
’
ll
find
him
a
very
steady
straw
boss
for
anything
you
conceive
.
"
"
Oh
,
we
’
ll
get
along
,
"
Archangel
Michael
assured
him
,
and
said
to
Digby
,
"
Haven
’
t
we
met
before
?
"
Digby
answered
,
"
Not
that
I
remember
.
Of
course
,
out
of
so
many
when
–
wheres
.
"
He
shrugged
.
