Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Tourist Season
Eliza: "We missed you, Jack, where have you been?"
Jack: "Running an errend—meeting some locals—partaking of their rich traditions. Can we get out of Germany now, please?"
(Neal Stephenson, The Baroque Cycle, Part One: Quicksilver)
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