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+Title: The Delegate from Venus
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+
+<div class="figright">
+<img src="images/001.png" width="542" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+<b>The saucer was interesting, but where was the delegate?</b></div>
+
+<h1>The<br />
+DELEGATE<br />
+FROM<br />
+VENUS</h1>
+
+<h2>By HENRY SLESAR</h2>
+
+<p><small><b>ILLUSTRATOR NOVICK</b></small></p>
+
+<p class="tease"><i>Everybody was waiting to see
+what the delegate from Venus
+looked like. And all they got
+for their patience was the
+biggest surprise since David
+clobbered Goliath.</i></p>
+
+<p class="cap">"<span class="dcap">Let</span> me put it this way,"
+Conners said paternally.
+"We expect a certain amount of
+decorum from our Washington
+news correspondents, and that's
+all I'm asking for."</p>
+
+<p>Jerry Bridges, sitting in the
+chair opposite his employer's
+desk, chewed on his knuckles
+and said nothing. One part of
+his mind wanted him to play it
+cagey, to behave the way the
+newspaper wanted him to behave,
+to protect the cozy Washington
+assignment he had waited
+four years to get. But another
+part of him, a rebel part,
+wanted him to stay on the trail
+of the story he felt sure was
+about to break.</p>
+
+<p>"I didn't mean to make trouble,
+Mr. Conners," he said casually.
+"It just seemed strange, all
+these exchanges of couriers in
+the past two days. I couldn't
+help thinking something was
+up."</p>
+
+<p>"Even if that's true, we'll
+hear about it through the usual
+channels," Conners frowned.
+"But getting a senator's secretary
+drunk to obtain information&mdash;well,
+that's not only indiscreet,
+Bridges. It's downright
+dirty."</p>
+
+<p>Jerry grinned. "I didn't take
+<i>that</i> kind of advantage, Mr.
+Conners. Not that she wasn't a
+toothsome little dish ..."</p>
+
+<p>"Just thank your lucky stars
+that it didn't go any further.
+And from now on&mdash;" He waggled
+a finger at him. "Watch
+your step."</p>
+
+<p>Jerry got up and ambled to the
+door. But he turned before leaving
+and said:</p>
+
+<p>"By the way. What do <i>you</i>
+think is going on?"</p>
+
+<p>"I haven't the faintest idea."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't kid me, Mr. Conners.
+Think it's war?"</p>
+
+<p>"That'll be all, Bridges."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>The reporter closed the door
+behind him, and then strolled
+out of the building into the sunlight.</p>
+
+<p>He met Ruskin, the fat little
+AP correspondent, in front of
+the Pan-American Building on
+Constitution Avenue. Ruskin
+was holding the newspaper that
+contained the gossip-column
+item which had started the
+whole affair, and he seemed
+more interested in the romantic
+rather than political implications.
+As he walked beside him,
+he said:</p>
+
+<p>"So what really happened,
+pal? That Greta babe really let
+down her hair?"</p>
+
+<p>"Where's your decorum?"
+Jerry growled.</p>
+
+<p>Ruskin giggled. "Boy, she's
+quite a dame, all right. I think
+they ought to get the Secret
+Service to guard her. She really
+fills out a size 10, don't she?"</p>
+
+<p>"Ruskin," Jerry said, "you
+have a low mind. For a week,
+this town has been acting like
+the <i>39 Steps</i>, and all you can
+think about is dames. What's
+the matter with you? Where
+will you be when the big mushroom
+cloud comes?"</p>
+
+<p>"With Greta, I hope," Ruskin
+sighed. "What a way to get
+radioactive."</p>
+
+<p>They split off a few blocks
+later, and Jerry walked until he
+came to the Red Tape Bar &amp;
+Grill, a favorite hangout of the
+local journalists. There were
+three other newsmen at the bar,
+and they gave him snickering
+greetings. He took a small table
+in the rear and ate his meal in
+sullen silence.</p>
+
+<p>It wasn't the newsmen's jibes
+that bothered him; it was the
+certainty that something of
+major importance was happening
+in the capitol. There had
+been hourly conferences at the
+White House, flying visits by
+State Department officials, mysterious
+conferences involving
+members of the Science Commission.
+So far, the byword
+had been secrecy. They knew
+that Senator Spocker, chairman
+of the Congressional Science
+Committee, had been involved
+in every meeting, but Senator
+Spocker was unavailable. His
+secretary, however, was a little
+more obliging ...</p>
+
+<p>Jerry looked up from his
+coffee and blinked when he saw
+who was coming through the
+door of the Bar &amp; Grill. So did
+every other patron, but for different
+reasons. Greta Johnson
+had that effect upon men. Even
+the confining effect of a mannishly-tailored
+suit didn't hide
+her outrageously feminine qualities.</p>
+
+<p>She walked straight to his
+table, and he stood up.</p>
+
+<p>"They told me you might be
+here," she said, breathing hard.
+"I just wanted to thank you for
+last night."</p>
+
+<p>"Look, Greta&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p><i>Wham!</i> Her hand, small and
+delicate, felt like a slab of lead
+when it slammed into his cheek.
+She left a bruise five fingers
+wide, and then turned and stalked
+out.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>He ran after her, the restaurant
+proprietor shouting about
+the unpaid bill. It took a rapid
+dog-trot to reach her side.</p>
+
+<p>"Greta, listen!" he panted.
+"You don't understand about
+last night. It wasn't the way
+that lousy columnist said&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>She stopped in her tracks.</p>
+
+<p>"I wouldn't have minded so
+much if you'd gotten me drunk.
+But to <i>use</i> me, just to get a
+story&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"But I'm a <i>reporter</i>, damn it.
+It's my job. I'd do it again if
+I thought you knew anything."</p>
+
+<p>She was pouting now. "Well,
+how do you suppose I feel,
+knowing you're only interested
+in me because of the Senator?
+Anyway, I'll probably lose my
+job, and then you won't have
+<i>any</i> use for me."</p>
+
+<p>"Good-bye, Greta," Jerry said
+sadly.</p>
+
+<p>"What?"</p>
+
+<p>"Good-bye. I suppose you
+won't want to see me any more."</p>
+
+<p>"Did I say that?"</p>
+
+<p>"It just won't be any use.
+We'll always have this thing between
+us."</p>
+
+<p>She looked at him for a moment,
+and then touched his
+bruised cheek with a tender,
+motherly gesture.</p>
+
+<p>"Your poor face," she murmured,
+and then sighed. "Oh,
+well. I guess there's no use
+fighting it. Maybe if I <i>did</i> tell
+you what I know, we could act
+<i>human</i> again."</p>
+
+<p>"Greta!"</p>
+
+<p>"But if you print one <i>word</i>
+of it, Jerry Bridges, I'll never
+speak to you again!"</p>
+
+<p>"Honey," Jerry said, taking
+her arm, "you can trust me like
+a brother."</p>
+
+<p>"That's <i>not</i> the idea," Greta
+said stiffly.</p>
+
+<p>In a secluded booth at the rear
+of a restaurant unfrequented by
+newsmen, Greta leaned forward
+and said:</p>
+
+<p>"At first, they thought it was
+another sputnik."</p>
+
+<p>"<i>Who</i> did?"</p>
+
+<p>"The State Department, silly.
+They got reports from the observatories
+about another sputnik
+being launched by the Russians.
+Only the Russians denied
+it. Then there were joint meetings,
+and nobody could figure
+out <i>what</i> the damn thing was."</p>
+
+<p>"Wait a minute," Jerry said
+dizzily. "You mean to tell me
+there's another of those metal
+moons up there?"</p>
+
+<p>"But it's not a moon. That's
+the big point. It's a spaceship."</p>
+
+<p>"A <i>what</i>?"</p>
+
+<p>"A spaceship," Greta said
+coolly, sipping lemonade. "They
+have been in contact with it now
+for about three days, and they're
+thinking of calling a plenary
+session of the UN just to figure
+out what to do about it. The
+only hitch is, Russia doesn't
+want to wait that long, and is
+asking for a hurry-up summit
+meeting to make a decision."</p>
+
+<p>"A decision about what?"</p>
+
+<p>"About the Venusians, of
+course."</p>
+
+<p>"Greta," Jerry said mildly, "I
+think you're still a little woozy
+from last night."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't be silly. The spaceship's
+from Venus; they've already
+established that. And the
+people on it&mdash;I <i>guess</i> they're
+people&mdash;want to know if they
+can land their delegate."</p>
+
+<p>"Their what?"</p>
+
+<p>"Their delegate. They came
+here for some kind of conference,
+I guess. They know about
+the UN and everything, and
+they want to take part. They
+say that with all the satellites
+being launched, that our affairs
+are <i>their</i> affairs, too. It's kind
+of confusing, but that's what
+they say."</p>
+
+<p>"You mean these Venusians
+speak English?"</p>
+
+<p>"And Russian. And French.
+And German. And everything I
+guess. They've been having
+radio talks with practically
+every country for the past three
+days. Like I say, they want to
+establish diplomatic relations
+or something. The Senator
+thinks that if we don't agree,
+they might do something drastic,
+like blow us all up. It's kind
+of scary." She shivered delicately.</p>
+
+<p>"You're taking it mighty
+calm," he said ironically.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, how else can I take it?
+I'm not even supposed to <i>know</i>
+about it, except that the Senator
+is so careless about&mdash;" She
+put her fingers to her lips. "Oh,
+dear, now you'll really think I'm
+terrible."</p>
+
+<p>"Terrible? I think you're
+wonderful!"</p>
+
+<p>"And you promise not to print
+it?"</p>
+
+<p>"Didn't I say I wouldn't?"</p>
+
+<p>"Y-e-s. But you know, you're
+a liar sometimes, Jerry. I've noticed
+that about you."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>The press secretary's secretary,
+a massive woman with
+gray hair and impervious to
+charm, guarded the portals of
+his office with all the indomitable
+will of the U. S. Marines.
+But Jerry Bridges tried.</p>
+
+<p>"You don't understand, Lana,"
+he said. "I don't want to <i>see</i> Mr.
+Howells. I just want you to <i>give</i>
+him something."</p>
+
+<p>"My name's not Lana, and I
+<i>can't</i> deliver any messages."</p>
+
+<p>"But this is something he
+<i>wants</i> to see." He handed her
+an envelope, stamped URGENT.
+"Do it for me, Hedy. And I'll
+buy you the flashiest pair of
+diamond earrings in Washington."</p>
+
+<p>"Well," the woman said,
+thawing slightly. "I <i>could</i> deliver
+it with his next batch of mail."</p>
+
+<p>"When will that be?"</p>
+
+<p>"In an hour. He's in a terribly
+important meeting right
+now."</p>
+
+<p>"You've got some mail right
+there. Earrings and a bracelet
+to match."</p>
+
+<p>She looked at him with exasperation,
+and then gathered up
+a stack of memorandums and
+letters, his own envelope atop
+it. She came out of the press
+secretary's office two minutes
+later with Howells himself, and
+Howells said: "You there,
+Bridges. Come in here."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, <i>sir</i>!" Jerry said, breezing
+by the waiting reporters
+with a grin of triumph.</p>
+
+<p>There were six men in the
+room, three in military uniform.
+Howells poked the envelope towards
+Jerry, and snapped:</p>
+
+<p>"This note of yours. Just what
+do you think it means?"</p>
+
+<p>"You know better than I do,
+Mr. Howells. I'm just doing my
+job; I think the public has a
+right to know about this spaceship
+that's flying around&mdash;"</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>His words brought an exclamation
+from the others. Howells
+sighed, and said:</p>
+
+<p>"Mr. Bridges, you don't make
+it easy for us. It's our opinion
+that secrecy is essential, that
+leakage of the story might cause
+panic. Since you're the only unauthorized
+person who knows of
+it, we have two choices. One of
+them is to lock you up."</p>
+
+<p>Jerry swallowed hard.</p>
+
+<p>"The other is perhaps more
+practical," Howells said. "You'll
+be taken into our confidence, and
+allowed to accompany those officials
+who will be admitted to the
+landing site. But you will <i>not</i> be
+allowed to relay the story to the
+press until such a time as <i>all</i>
+correspondents are informed.
+That won't give you a 'scoop' if
+that's what you call it, but you'll
+be an eyewitness. That should
+be worth something."</p>
+
+<p>"It's worth a lot," Jerry said
+eagerly. "Thanks, Mr. Howells."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't thank me, I'm not doing
+you any <i>personal</i> favor. Now
+about the landing tonight&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"You mean the spaceship's
+coming down?"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes. A special foreign ministers
+conference was held this
+morning, and a decision was
+reached to accept the delegate.
+Landing instructions are being
+given at Los Alamos, and the
+ship will presumably land
+around midnight tonight. There
+will be a jet leaving Washington
+Airport at nine, and you'll be
+on it. Meanwhile, consider yourself
+in custody."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>The USAF jet transport
+wasn't the only secrecy-shrouded
+aircraft that took off that evening
+from Washington Airport.
+But Jerry Bridges, sitting in
+the rear seat flanked by two
+Sphinx-like Secret Service men,
+knew that he was the only passenger
+with non-official status
+aboard.</p>
+
+<p>It was only a few minutes
+past ten when they arrived at
+the air base at Los Alamos. The
+desert sky was cloudy and starless,
+and powerful searchlights
+probed the thick cumulus. There
+were sleek, purring black autos
+waiting to rush the air passengers
+to some unnamed destination.
+They drove for twenty
+minutes across a flat ribbon of
+desert road, until Jerry sighted
+what appeared to be a circle of
+newly-erected lights in the middle
+of nowhere. On the perimeter,
+official vehicles were parked
+in orderly rows, and four USAF
+trailer trucks were in evidence,
+their radarscopes turning slowly.
+There was activity everywhere,
+but it was well-ordered
+and unhurried. They had done a
+good job of keeping the excitement
+contained.</p>
+
+<p>He was allowed to leave the
+car and stroll unescorted. He
+tried to talk to some of the
+scurrying officials, but to no
+avail. Finally, he contented
+himself by sitting on the sand,
+his back against the grill of a
+staff car, smoking one cigarette
+after another.</p>
+
+<p>As the minutes ticked off, the
+activity became more frenetic
+around him. Then the pace slowed,
+and he knew the appointed
+moment was approaching. Stillness
+returned to the desert, and
+tension was a tangible substance
+in the night air.</p>
+
+<p>The radarscopes spun slowly.</p>
+
+<p>The searchlights converged
+in an intricate pattern.</p>
+
+<p>Then the clouds seemed to
+part!</p>
+
+<p>"Here she comes!" a voice
+shouted. And in a moment, the
+calm was shattered. At first, he
+saw nothing. A faint roar was
+started in the heavens, and it
+became a growl that increased
+in volume until even the shouting
+voices could no longer be
+heard. Then the crisscrossing
+lights struck metal, glancing off
+the gleaming body of a descending
+object. Larger and larger
+the object grew, until it assumed
+the definable shape of a squat
+silver funnel, falling in a perfect
+straight line towards the center
+of the light-ringed area. When it
+hit, a dust cloud obscured it from
+sight.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>A loudspeaker blared out an
+unintelligible order, but its message
+was clear. No one moved
+from their position.</p>
+
+<p>Finally, a three-man team,
+asbestos-clad, lead-shielded, stepped
+out from the ring of spectators.
+They carried geiger counters
+on long poles before them.</p>
+
+<p>Jerry held his breath as they
+approached the object; only
+when they were yards away did
+he appreciate its size. It wasn't
+large; not more than fifteen feet
+in total circumference.</p>
+
+<p>One of the three men waved
+a gloved hand.</p>
+
+<p>"It's okay," a voice breathed
+behind him. "No radiation ..."</p>
+
+<p>Slowly, the ring of spectators
+closed tighter. They were twenty
+yards from the ship when the
+voice spoke to them.</p>
+
+<p>"Greetings from Venus," it
+said, and then repeated the
+phrase in six languages. "The
+ship you see is a Venusian Class
+7 interplanetary rocket, built
+for one-passenger. It is clear of
+all radiation, and is perfectly
+safe to approach. There is a
+hatch which may be opened by
+an automatic lever in the side.
+Please open this hatch and remove
+the passenger."</p>
+
+<p>An Air Force General whom
+Jerry couldn't identify stepped
+forward. He circled the ship
+warily, and then said something
+to the others. They came closer,
+and he touched a small lever on
+the silvery surface of the funnel.</p>
+
+<p>A door slid open.</p>
+
+<p>"It's a box!" someone said.</p>
+
+<p>"A crate&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"Colligan! Moore! Schaffer!
+Lend a hand here&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>A trio came forward and
+hoisted the crate out of the ship.
+Then the voice spoke again;
+Jerry deduced that it must have
+been activated by the decreased
+load of the ship.</p>
+
+<p>"Please open the crate. You
+will find our delegate within.
+We trust you will treat him
+with the courtesy of an official
+emissary."</p>
+
+<p>They set to work on the crate,
+its gray plastic material giving
+in readily to the application of
+their tools. But when it was
+opened, they stood aside in
+amazement and consternation.</p>
+
+<p>There were a variety of metal
+pieces packed within, protected
+by a filmy packing material.</p>
+
+<p>"Wait a minute," the general
+said. "Here's a book&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>He picked up a gray-bound
+volume, and opened its cover.</p>
+
+<p>"'Instructions for assembling
+Delegate,'" he read aloud.
+"'First, remove all parts and
+arrange them in the following
+order. A-1, central nervous system
+housing. A-2 ...'" He looked
+up. "It's an instruction book,"
+he whispered. "We're supposed
+to <i>build</i> the damn thing."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>The Delegate, a handsomely
+constructed robot almost eight
+feet tall, was pieced together
+some three hours later, by a
+team of scientists and engineers
+who seemed to find the Venusian
+instructions as elementary as a
+blueprint in an Erector set. But
+simple as the job was, they were
+obviously impressed by the
+mechanism they had assembled.
+It stood impassive until they
+obeyed the final instruction.
+"Press Button K ..."</p>
+
+<p>They found button K, and
+pressed it.</p>
+
+<p>The robot bowed.</p>
+
+<p>"Thank you, gentlemen," it
+said, in sweet, unmetallic accents.
+"Now if you will please
+escort me to the meeting
+place ..."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>It wasn't until three days
+after the landing that Jerry
+Bridges saw the Delegate again.
+Along with a dozen assorted
+government officials, Army officers,
+and scientists, he was
+quartered in a quonset hut in
+Fort Dix, New Jersey. Then,
+after seventy-two frustrating
+hours, he was escorted by Marine
+guard into New York City.
+No one told him his destination,
+and it wasn't until he saw the
+bright strips of light across the
+face of the United Nations
+building that he knew where the
+meeting was to be held.</p>
+
+<p>But his greatest surprise was
+yet to come. The vast auditorium
+which housed the general
+assembly was filled to its capacity,
+but there were new faces
+behind the plaques which designated
+the member nations.
+He couldn't believe his eyes at
+first, but as the meeting got
+under way, he knew that it was
+true. The highest echelons of the
+world's governments were represented,
+even&mdash;Jerry gulped
+at the realization&mdash;Nikita Khrushchev
+himself. It was a summit
+meeting such as he had never
+dreamed possible, a summit
+meeting without benefit of long
+foreign minister's debate. And
+the cause of it all, a placid,
+highly-polished metal robot, was
+seated blithely at a desk which
+bore the designation:</p>
+
+<p class="center">VENUS.</p>
+
+<p>The robot delegate stood up.</p>
+
+<p>"Gentlemen," it said into the
+microphone, and the great men
+at the council tables strained to
+hear the translator's version
+through their headphones, "Gentlemen,
+I thank you for your
+prompt attention. I come as a
+Delegate from a great neighbor
+planet, in the interests of peace
+and progress for all the solar
+system. I come in the belief that
+peace is the responsibility of individuals,
+of nations, and now
+of worlds, and that each is dependent
+upon the other. I speak
+to you now through the electronic
+instrumentation which
+has been created for me, and I
+come to offer your planet not
+merely a threat, a promise, or
+an easy solution&mdash;but a challenge."</p>
+
+<p>The council room stirred.</p>
+
+<p>"Your earth satellites have
+been viewed with interest by the
+astronomers of our world, and
+we foresee the day when contact
+between our planets will be commonplace.
+As for ourselves, we
+have hitherto had little desire
+to explore beyond our realm,
+being far too occupied with internal
+matters. But our isolation
+cannot last in the face of
+your progress, so we believe that
+we must take part in your
+affairs.</p>
+
+<p>"Here, then, is our challenge.
+Continue your struggle of ideas,
+compete with each other for the
+minds of men, fight your bloodless
+battles, if you know no
+other means to attain progress.
+But do all this <i>without</i> unleashing
+the terrible forces of power
+now at your command. Once
+unleashed, these forces may or
+may not destroy all that you
+have gained. But we, the scientists
+of Venus, promise you this&mdash;that
+on the very day your conflict
+deteriorates into heedless
+violence, we will not stand by
+and let the ugly contagion
+spread. On that day, we of
+Venus will act swiftly, mercilessly,
+and relentlessly&mdash;to destroy
+your world completely."</p>
+
+<p>Again, the meeting room exploded
+in a babble of languages.</p>
+
+<p>"The vessel which brought me
+here came as a messenger of
+peace. But envision it, men of
+Earth, as a messenger of war.
+Unstoppable, inexorable, it may
+return, bearing a different Delegate
+from Venus&mdash;a Delegate of
+Death, who speaks not in words,
+but in the explosion of atoms.
+Think of thousands of such Delegates,
+fired from a vantage
+point far beyond the reach of
+your retaliation. This is the
+promise and the challenge that
+will hang in your night sky from
+this moment forward. Look at
+the planet Venus, men of Earth,
+and see a Goddess of Vengeance,
+poised to wreak its wrath upon
+those who betray the peace."</p>
+
+<p>The Delegate sat down.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>Four days later, a mysterious
+explosion rocked the quiet sands
+of Los Alamos, and the Venus
+spacecraft was no more. Two
+hours after that, the robot delegate,
+its message delivered, its
+mission fulfilled, requested to be
+locked inside a bombproof
+chamber. When the door was
+opened, the Delegate was an exploded
+ruin.</p>
+
+<p>The news flashed with lightning
+speed over the world, and
+Jerry Bridges' eyewitness accounts
+of the incredible event
+was syndicated throughout the
+nation. But his sudden celebrity
+left him vaguely unsatisfied.</p>
+
+<p>He tried to explain his feeling
+to Greta on his first night back
+in Washington. They were in his
+apartment, and it was the first
+time Greta had consented to pay
+him the visit.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, what's <i>bothering</i> you?"
+Greta pouted. "You've had the
+biggest story of the year under
+your byline. I should think you'd
+be tickled pink."</p>
+
+<p>"It's not that," Jerry said
+moodily. "But ever since I heard
+the Delegate speak, something's
+been nagging me."</p>
+
+<p>"But don't you think he's done
+good? Don't you think they'll be
+impressed by what he said?"</p>
+
+<p>"I'm not worried about that.
+I think that damn robot did
+more for peace than anything
+that's ever come along in this
+cockeyed world. But still ..."</p>
+
+<p>Greta snuggled up to him on
+the sofa. "You worry too much.
+Don't you ever think of anything
+else? You should learn to
+relax. It can be fun."</p>
+
+<p>She started to prove it to him,
+and Jerry responded the way a
+normal, healthy male usually
+does. But in the middle of an
+embrace, he cried out:</p>
+
+<p>"Wait a minute!"</p>
+
+<p>"What's the matter?"</p>
+
+<p>"I just thought of something!
+Now where the hell did I put
+my old notebooks?"</p>
+
+<p>He got up from the sofa and
+went scurrying to a closet. From
+a debris of cardboard boxes, he
+found a worn old leather brief
+case, and cackled with delight
+when he found the yellowed
+notebooks inside.</p>
+
+<p>"What <i>are</i> they?" Greta said.</p>
+
+<p>"My old school notebooks.
+Greta, you'll have to excuse me.
+But there's something I've got
+to do, right away!"</p>
+
+<p>"That's all right with me,"
+Greta said haughtily. "I know
+when I'm not wanted."</p>
+
+<p>She took her hat and coat from
+the hall closet, gave him one
+last chance to change his mind,
+and then left.</p>
+
+<p>Five minutes later, Jerry
+Bridges was calling the airlines.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>It had been eleven years since
+Jerry had walked across the
+campus of Clifton University,
+heading for the ivy-choked
+main building. It was remarkable
+how little had changed, but
+the students seemed incredibly
+young. He was winded by the
+time he asked the pretty girl at
+the desk where Professor Martin
+Coltz could be located.</p>
+
+<p>"Professor Coltz?" She stuck
+a pencil to her mouth. "Well, I
+guess he'd be in the Holland
+Laboratory about now."</p>
+
+<p>"Holland Laboratory? What's
+that?"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, I guess that was after
+your time, wasn't it?"</p>
+
+<p>Jerry felt decrepit, but managed
+to say: "It must be something
+new since I was here.
+Where is this place?"</p>
+
+<p>He followed her directions,
+and located a fresh-painted
+building three hundred yards
+from the men's dorm. He met a
+student at the door, who told
+him that Professor Coltz would
+be found in the physics department.</p>
+
+<p>The room was empty when
+Jerry entered, except for the
+single stooped figure vigorously
+erasing a blackboard. He turned
+when the door opened. If the
+students looked younger, Professor
+Coltz was far older than
+Jerry remembered. He was a
+tall man, with an unruly confusion
+of straight gray hair. He
+blinked when Jerry said:</p>
+
+<p>"Hello, Professor. Do you remember
+me? Jerry Bridges?"</p>
+
+<p>"Of course! I thought of you
+only yesterday, when I saw your
+name in the papers&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>They sat at facing student
+desks, and chatted about old
+times. But Jerry was impatient
+to get to the point of his visit,
+and he blurted out:</p>
+
+<p>"Professor Coltz, something's
+been bothering me. It bothered
+me from the moment I heard
+the Delegate speak. I didn't
+know what it was until last
+night, when I dug out my old
+college notebooks. Thank God
+I kept them."</p>
+
+<p>Coltz's eyes were suddenly
+hooded.</p>
+
+<p>"What do you mean, Jerry?"</p>
+
+<p>"There was something about
+the Robot's speech that sounded
+familiar&mdash;I could have sworn
+I'd heard some of the words
+before. I couldn't prove anything
+until I checked my old
+notes, and here's what I found."</p>
+
+<p>He dug into his coat pocket
+and produced a sheet of paper.
+He unfolded it and read aloud.</p>
+
+<p>"'It's my belief that peace is
+the responsibility of individuals,
+of nations, and someday, even of
+worlds ...' Sound familiar, Professor?"</p>
+
+<p>Coltz shifted uncomfortably.
+"I don't recall every silly thing
+I said, Jerry."</p>
+
+<p>"But it's an interesting coincidence,
+isn't it, Professor?
+These very words were spoken
+by the Delegate from Venus."</p>
+
+<p>"A coincidence&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"Is it? But I also remember
+your interest in robotics. I'll
+never forget that mechanical
+homing pigeon you constructed.
+And you've probably learned
+much more these past eleven
+years."</p>
+
+<p>"What are you driving at,
+Jerry?"</p>
+
+<p>"Just this, Professor. I had a
+little daydream, recently, and I
+want you to hear it. I dreamed
+about a group of teachers, scientists,
+and engineers, a group
+who were suddenly struck by
+an exciting, incredible idea. A
+group that worked in the quiet
+and secrecy of a University on a
+fantastic scheme to force the
+idea of peace into the minds of
+the world's big shots. Does my
+dream interest you, Professor?"</p>
+
+<p>"Go on."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, I dreamt that this
+group would secretly launch an
+earth satellite of their own, and
+arrange for the nose cone to
+come down safely at a certain
+time and place. They would install
+a marvelous electronic robot
+within the cone, ready to be
+assembled. They would beam a
+radio message to earth from the
+cone, seemingly as if it originated
+from their 'spaceship.'
+Then, when the Robot was assembled,
+they would speak
+through it to demand peace for
+all mankind ..."</p>
+
+<p>"Jerry, if you do this&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"You don't have to say it,
+Professor, I know what you're
+thinking. I'm a reporter, and my
+business is to tell the world
+everything I know. But if I
+did it, there might not be a
+world for me to write about,
+would there? No, thanks, Professor.
+As far as I'm concerned,
+what I told you was nothing
+more than a daydream."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>Jerry braked the convertible
+to a halt, and put his arm
+around Greta's shoulder. She
+looked up at the star-filled night,
+and sighed romantically.</p>
+
+<p>Jerry pointed. "That one."</p>
+
+<p>Greta shivered closer to him.</p>
+
+<p>"And to think what that terrible
+planet can do to us!"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, I dunno. Venus is also
+the Goddess of Love."</p>
+
+<p>He swung his other arm
+around her, and Venus winked
+approvingly.</p>
+
+<p class="theend">THE END</p>
+
+<div class="figtran">
+<a href="images/002-2.jpg"><img src="images/002-1.jpg" width="145" height="200" alt="" title="" /></a>
+<b><big>Transcriber's Note:</big></b><br /><br />
+This etext was produced from <i>Amazing Science Fiction Stories</i> October 1958.
+Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S.
+copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and
+typographical errors have been corrected without note.</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+
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+<pre>
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Delegate from Venus, by Henry Slesar
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: The Delegate from Venus
+
+Author: Henry Slesar
+
+Illustrator: Irving Novick
+
+Release Date: April 17, 2008 [EBook #25086]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE DELEGATE FROM VENUS ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Greg Weeks, Stephen Blundell and the Online
+Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+ The
+ DELEGATE
+ FROM
+ VENUS
+
+ By HENRY SLESAR
+
+ ILLUSTRATOR NOVICK
+
+
+ _Everybody was waiting to see
+ what the delegate from Venus
+ looked like. And all they got
+ for their patience was the
+ biggest surprise since David
+ clobbered Goliath._
+
+
+"Let me put it this way," Conners said paternally. "We expect a certain
+amount of decorum from our Washington news correspondents, and that's
+all I'm asking for."
+
+Jerry Bridges, sitting in the chair opposite his employer's desk, chewed
+on his knuckles and said nothing. One part of his mind wanted him to
+play it cagey, to behave the way the newspaper wanted him to behave, to
+protect the cozy Washington assignment he had waited four years to get.
+But another part of him, a rebel part, wanted him to stay on the trail
+of the story he felt sure was about to break.
+
+[Illustration: The saucer was interesting, but where was the
+delegate?]
+
+"I didn't mean to make trouble, Mr. Conners," he said casually. "It just
+seemed strange, all these exchanges of couriers in the past two days. I
+couldn't help thinking something was up."
+
+"Even if that's true, we'll hear about it through the usual channels,"
+Conners frowned. "But getting a senator's secretary drunk to obtain
+information--well, that's not only indiscreet, Bridges. It's downright
+dirty."
+
+Jerry grinned. "I didn't take _that_ kind of advantage, Mr. Conners. Not
+that she wasn't a toothsome little dish ..."
+
+"Just thank your lucky stars that it didn't go any further. And from now
+on--" He waggled a finger at him. "Watch your step."
+
+Jerry got up and ambled to the door. But he turned before leaving and
+said:
+
+"By the way. What do _you_ think is going on?"
+
+"I haven't the faintest idea."
+
+"Don't kid me, Mr. Conners. Think it's war?"
+
+"That'll be all, Bridges."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+The reporter closed the door behind him, and then strolled out of the
+building into the sunlight.
+
+He met Ruskin, the fat little AP correspondent, in front of the
+Pan-American Building on Constitution Avenue. Ruskin was holding the
+newspaper that contained the gossip-column item which had started the
+whole affair, and he seemed more interested in the romantic rather than
+political implications. As he walked beside him, he said:
+
+"So what really happened, pal? That Greta babe really let down her
+hair?"
+
+"Where's your decorum?" Jerry growled.
+
+Ruskin giggled. "Boy, she's quite a dame, all right. I think they ought
+to get the Secret Service to guard her. She really fills out a size 10,
+don't she?"
+
+"Ruskin," Jerry said, "you have a low mind. For a week, this town has
+been acting like the _39 Steps_, and all you can think about is dames.
+What's the matter with you? Where will you be when the big mushroom
+cloud comes?"
+
+"With Greta, I hope," Ruskin sighed. "What a way to get radioactive."
+
+They split off a few blocks later, and Jerry walked until he came to the
+Red Tape Bar & Grill, a favorite hangout of the local journalists. There
+were three other newsmen at the bar, and they gave him snickering
+greetings. He took a small table in the rear and ate his meal in sullen
+silence.
+
+It wasn't the newsmen's jibes that bothered him; it was the certainty
+that something of major importance was happening in the capitol. There
+had been hourly conferences at the White House, flying visits by State
+Department officials, mysterious conferences involving members of the
+Science Commission. So far, the byword had been secrecy. They knew that
+Senator Spocker, chairman of the Congressional Science Committee, had
+been involved in every meeting, but Senator Spocker was unavailable. His
+secretary, however, was a little more obliging ...
+
+Jerry looked up from his coffee and blinked when he saw who was coming
+through the door of the Bar & Grill. So did every other patron, but for
+different reasons. Greta Johnson had that effect upon men. Even the
+confining effect of a mannishly-tailored suit didn't hide her
+outrageously feminine qualities.
+
+She walked straight to his table, and he stood up.
+
+"They told me you might be here," she said, breathing hard. "I just
+wanted to thank you for last night."
+
+"Look, Greta--"
+
+_Wham!_ Her hand, small and delicate, felt like a slab of lead when it
+slammed into his cheek. She left a bruise five fingers wide, and then
+turned and stalked out.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+He ran after her, the restaurant proprietor shouting about the unpaid
+bill. It took a rapid dog-trot to reach her side.
+
+"Greta, listen!" he panted. "You don't understand about last night. It
+wasn't the way that lousy columnist said--"
+
+She stopped in her tracks.
+
+"I wouldn't have minded so much if you'd gotten me drunk. But to _use_
+me, just to get a story--"
+
+"But I'm a _reporter_, damn it. It's my job. I'd do it again if I
+thought you knew anything."
+
+She was pouting now. "Well, how do you suppose I feel, knowing you're
+only interested in me because of the Senator? Anyway, I'll probably lose
+my job, and then you won't have _any_ use for me."
+
+"Good-bye, Greta," Jerry said sadly.
+
+"What?"
+
+"Good-bye. I suppose you won't want to see me any more."
+
+"Did I say that?"
+
+"It just won't be any use. We'll always have this thing between us."
+
+She looked at him for a moment, and then touched his bruised cheek with
+a tender, motherly gesture.
+
+"Your poor face," she murmured, and then sighed. "Oh, well. I guess
+there's no use fighting it. Maybe if I _did_ tell you what I know, we
+could act _human_ again."
+
+"Greta!"
+
+"But if you print one _word_ of it, Jerry Bridges, I'll never speak to
+you again!"
+
+"Honey," Jerry said, taking her arm, "you can trust me like a brother."
+
+"That's _not_ the idea," Greta said stiffly.
+
+In a secluded booth at the rear of a restaurant unfrequented by newsmen,
+Greta leaned forward and said:
+
+"At first, they thought it was another sputnik."
+
+"_Who_ did?"
+
+"The State Department, silly. They got reports from the observatories
+about another sputnik being launched by the Russians. Only the Russians
+denied it. Then there were joint meetings, and nobody could figure out
+_what_ the damn thing was."
+
+"Wait a minute," Jerry said dizzily. "You mean to tell me there's
+another of those metal moons up there?"
+
+"But it's not a moon. That's the big point. It's a spaceship."
+
+"A _what_?"
+
+"A spaceship," Greta said coolly, sipping lemonade. "They have been in
+contact with it now for about three days, and they're thinking of
+calling a plenary session of the UN just to figure out what to do about
+it. The only hitch is, Russia doesn't want to wait that long, and is
+asking for a hurry-up summit meeting to make a decision."
+
+"A decision about what?"
+
+"About the Venusians, of course."
+
+"Greta," Jerry said mildly, "I think you're still a little woozy from
+last night."
+
+"Don't be silly. The spaceship's from Venus; they've already established
+that. And the people on it--I _guess_ they're people--want to know if
+they can land their delegate."
+
+"Their what?"
+
+"Their delegate. They came here for some kind of conference, I guess.
+They know about the UN and everything, and they want to take part. They
+say that with all the satellites being launched, that our affairs are
+_their_ affairs, too. It's kind of confusing, but that's what they say."
+
+"You mean these Venusians speak English?"
+
+"And Russian. And French. And German. And everything I guess. They've
+been having radio talks with practically every country for the past
+three days. Like I say, they want to establish diplomatic relations or
+something. The Senator thinks that if we don't agree, they might do
+something drastic, like blow us all up. It's kind of scary." She
+shivered delicately.
+
+"You're taking it mighty calm," he said ironically.
+
+"Well, how else can I take it? I'm not even supposed to _know_ about it,
+except that the Senator is so careless about--" She put her fingers to
+her lips. "Oh, dear, now you'll really think I'm terrible."
+
+"Terrible? I think you're wonderful!"
+
+"And you promise not to print it?"
+
+"Didn't I say I wouldn't?"
+
+"Y-e-s. But you know, you're a liar sometimes, Jerry. I've noticed that
+about you."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+The press secretary's secretary, a massive woman with gray hair and
+impervious to charm, guarded the portals of his office with all the
+indomitable will of the U. S. Marines. But Jerry Bridges tried.
+
+"You don't understand, Lana," he said. "I don't want to _see_ Mr.
+Howells. I just want you to _give_ him something."
+
+"My name's not Lana, and I _can't_ deliver any messages."
+
+"But this is something he _wants_ to see." He handed her an envelope,
+stamped URGENT. "Do it for me, Hedy. And I'll buy you the flashiest pair
+of diamond earrings in Washington."
+
+"Well," the woman said, thawing slightly. "I _could_ deliver it with his
+next batch of mail."
+
+"When will that be?"
+
+"In an hour. He's in a terribly important meeting right now."
+
+"You've got some mail right there. Earrings and a bracelet to match."
+
+She looked at him with exasperation, and then gathered up a stack of
+memorandums and letters, his own envelope atop it. She came out of the
+press secretary's office two minutes later with Howells himself, and
+Howells said: "You there, Bridges. Come in here."
+
+"Yes, _sir_!" Jerry said, breezing by the waiting reporters with a grin
+of triumph.
+
+There were six men in the room, three in military uniform. Howells poked
+the envelope towards Jerry, and snapped:
+
+"This note of yours. Just what do you think it means?"
+
+"You know better than I do, Mr. Howells. I'm just doing my job; I think
+the public has a right to know about this spaceship that's flying
+around--"
+
+ * * * * *
+
+His words brought an exclamation from the others. Howells sighed, and
+said:
+
+"Mr. Bridges, you don't make it easy for us. It's our opinion that
+secrecy is essential, that leakage of the story might cause panic. Since
+you're the only unauthorized person who knows of it, we have two
+choices. One of them is to lock you up."
+
+Jerry swallowed hard.
+
+"The other is perhaps more practical," Howells said. "You'll be taken
+into our confidence, and allowed to accompany those officials who will
+be admitted to the landing site. But you will _not_ be allowed to relay
+the story to the press until such a time as _all_ correspondents are
+informed. That won't give you a 'scoop' if that's what you call it, but
+you'll be an eyewitness. That should be worth something."
+
+"It's worth a lot," Jerry said eagerly. "Thanks, Mr. Howells."
+
+"Don't thank me, I'm not doing you any _personal_ favor. Now about the
+landing tonight--"
+
+"You mean the spaceship's coming down?"
+
+"Yes. A special foreign ministers conference was held this morning, and
+a decision was reached to accept the delegate. Landing instructions are
+being given at Los Alamos, and the ship will presumably land around
+midnight tonight. There will be a jet leaving Washington Airport at
+nine, and you'll be on it. Meanwhile, consider yourself in custody."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+The USAF jet transport wasn't the only secrecy-shrouded aircraft that
+took off that evening from Washington Airport. But Jerry Bridges,
+sitting in the rear seat flanked by two Sphinx-like Secret Service men,
+knew that he was the only passenger with non-official status aboard.
+
+It was only a few minutes past ten when they arrived at the air base at
+Los Alamos. The desert sky was cloudy and starless, and powerful
+searchlights probed the thick cumulus. There were sleek, purring black
+autos waiting to rush the air passengers to some unnamed destination.
+They drove for twenty minutes across a flat ribbon of desert road, until
+Jerry sighted what appeared to be a circle of newly-erected lights in
+the middle of nowhere. On the perimeter, official vehicles were parked
+in orderly rows, and four USAF trailer trucks were in evidence, their
+radarscopes turning slowly. There was activity everywhere, but it was
+well-ordered and unhurried. They had done a good job of keeping the
+excitement contained.
+
+He was allowed to leave the car and stroll unescorted. He tried to talk
+to some of the scurrying officials, but to no avail. Finally, he
+contented himself by sitting on the sand, his back against the grill of
+a staff car, smoking one cigarette after another.
+
+As the minutes ticked off, the activity became more frenetic around him.
+Then the pace slowed, and he knew the appointed moment was approaching.
+Stillness returned to the desert, and tension was a tangible substance
+in the night air.
+
+The radarscopes spun slowly.
+
+The searchlights converged in an intricate pattern.
+
+Then the clouds seemed to part!
+
+"Here she comes!" a voice shouted. And in a moment, the calm was
+shattered. At first, he saw nothing. A faint roar was started in the
+heavens, and it became a growl that increased in volume until even the
+shouting voices could no longer be heard. Then the crisscrossing lights
+struck metal, glancing off the gleaming body of a descending object.
+Larger and larger the object grew, until it assumed the definable shape
+of a squat silver funnel, falling in a perfect straight line towards the
+center of the light-ringed area. When it hit, a dust cloud obscured it
+from sight.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+A loudspeaker blared out an unintelligible order, but its message was
+clear. No one moved from their position.
+
+Finally, a three-man team, asbestos-clad, lead-shielded, stepped out
+from the ring of spectators. They carried geiger counters on long poles
+before them.
+
+Jerry held his breath as they approached the object; only when they
+were yards away did he appreciate its size. It wasn't large; not more
+than fifteen feet in total circumference.
+
+One of the three men waved a gloved hand.
+
+"It's okay," a voice breathed behind him. "No radiation ..."
+
+Slowly, the ring of spectators closed tighter. They were twenty yards
+from the ship when the voice spoke to them.
+
+"Greetings from Venus," it said, and then repeated the phrase in six
+languages. "The ship you see is a Venusian Class 7 interplanetary
+rocket, built for one-passenger. It is clear of all radiation, and is
+perfectly safe to approach. There is a hatch which may be opened by an
+automatic lever in the side. Please open this hatch and remove the
+passenger."
+
+An Air Force General whom Jerry couldn't identify stepped forward. He
+circled the ship warily, and then said something to the others. They
+came closer, and he touched a small lever on the silvery surface of the
+funnel.
+
+A door slid open.
+
+"It's a box!" someone said.
+
+"A crate--"
+
+"Colligan! Moore! Schaffer! Lend a hand here--"
+
+A trio came forward and hoisted the crate out of the ship. Then the
+voice spoke again; Jerry deduced that it must have been activated by the
+decreased load of the ship.
+
+"Please open the crate. You will find our delegate within. We trust you
+will treat him with the courtesy of an official emissary."
+
+They set to work on the crate, its gray plastic material giving in
+readily to the application of their tools. But when it was opened, they
+stood aside in amazement and consternation.
+
+There were a variety of metal pieces packed within, protected by a filmy
+packing material.
+
+"Wait a minute," the general said. "Here's a book--"
+
+He picked up a gray-bound volume, and opened its cover.
+
+"'Instructions for assembling Delegate,'" he read aloud. "'First, remove
+all parts and arrange them in the following order. A-1, central nervous
+system housing. A-2 ...'" He looked up. "It's an instruction book," he
+whispered. "We're supposed to _build_ the damn thing."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+The Delegate, a handsomely constructed robot almost eight feet tall, was
+pieced together some three hours later, by a team of scientists and
+engineers who seemed to find the Venusian instructions as elementary as
+a blueprint in an Erector set. But simple as the job was, they were
+obviously impressed by the mechanism they had assembled. It stood
+impassive until they obeyed the final instruction. "Press Button K ..."
+
+They found button K, and pressed it.
+
+The robot bowed.
+
+"Thank you, gentlemen," it said, in sweet, unmetallic accents. "Now if
+you will please escort me to the meeting place ..."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+It wasn't until three days after the landing that Jerry Bridges saw the
+Delegate again. Along with a dozen assorted government officials, Army
+officers, and scientists, he was quartered in a quonset hut in Fort Dix,
+New Jersey. Then, after seventy-two frustrating hours, he was escorted
+by Marine guard into New York City. No one told him his destination, and
+it wasn't until he saw the bright strips of light across the face of the
+United Nations building that he knew where the meeting was to be held.
+
+But his greatest surprise was yet to come. The vast auditorium which
+housed the general assembly was filled to its capacity, but there were
+new faces behind the plaques which designated the member nations. He
+couldn't believe his eyes at first, but as the meeting got under way, he
+knew that it was true. The highest echelons of the world's governments
+were represented, even--Jerry gulped at the realization--Nikita
+Khrushchev himself. It was a summit meeting such as he had never dreamed
+possible, a summit meeting without benefit of long foreign minister's
+debate. And the cause of it all, a placid, highly-polished metal robot,
+was seated blithely at a desk which bore the designation:
+
+ VENUS.
+
+The robot delegate stood up.
+
+"Gentlemen," it said into the microphone, and the great men at the
+council tables strained to hear the translator's version through their
+headphones, "Gentlemen, I thank you for your prompt attention. I come as
+a Delegate from a great neighbor planet, in the interests of peace and
+progress for all the solar system. I come in the belief that peace is
+the responsibility of individuals, of nations, and now of worlds, and
+that each is dependent upon the other. I speak to you now through the
+electronic instrumentation which has been created for me, and I come to
+offer your planet not merely a threat, a promise, or an easy
+solution--but a challenge."
+
+The council room stirred.
+
+"Your earth satellites have been viewed with interest by the astronomers
+of our world, and we foresee the day when contact between our planets
+will be commonplace. As for ourselves, we have hitherto had little
+desire to explore beyond our realm, being far too occupied with internal
+matters. But our isolation cannot last in the face of your progress, so
+we believe that we must take part in your affairs.
+
+"Here, then, is our challenge. Continue your struggle of ideas, compete
+with each other for the minds of men, fight your bloodless battles, if
+you know no other means to attain progress. But do all this _without_
+unleashing the terrible forces of power now at your command. Once
+unleashed, these forces may or may not destroy all that you have gained.
+But we, the scientists of Venus, promise you this--that on the very day
+your conflict deteriorates into heedless violence, we will not stand by
+and let the ugly contagion spread. On that day, we of Venus will act
+swiftly, mercilessly, and relentlessly--to destroy your world
+completely."
+
+Again, the meeting room exploded in a babble of languages.
+
+"The vessel which brought me here came as a messenger of peace. But
+envision it, men of Earth, as a messenger of war. Unstoppable,
+inexorable, it may return, bearing a different Delegate from Venus--a
+Delegate of Death, who speaks not in words, but in the explosion of
+atoms. Think of thousands of such Delegates, fired from a vantage point
+far beyond the reach of your retaliation. This is the promise and the
+challenge that will hang in your night sky from this moment forward.
+Look at the planet Venus, men of Earth, and see a Goddess of Vengeance,
+poised to wreak its wrath upon those who betray the peace."
+
+The Delegate sat down.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+Four days later, a mysterious explosion rocked the quiet sands of Los
+Alamos, and the Venus spacecraft was no more. Two hours after that, the
+robot delegate, its message delivered, its mission fulfilled, requested
+to be locked inside a bombproof chamber. When the door was opened, the
+Delegate was an exploded ruin.
+
+The news flashed with lightning speed over the world, and Jerry Bridges'
+eyewitness accounts of the incredible event was syndicated throughout
+the nation. But his sudden celebrity left him vaguely unsatisfied.
+
+He tried to explain his feeling to Greta on his first night back in
+Washington. They were in his apartment, and it was the first time Greta
+had consented to pay him the visit.
+
+"Well, what's _bothering_ you?" Greta pouted. "You've had the biggest
+story of the year under your byline. I should think you'd be tickled
+pink."
+
+"It's not that," Jerry said moodily. "But ever since I heard the
+Delegate speak, something's been nagging me."
+
+"But don't you think he's done good? Don't you think they'll be
+impressed by what he said?"
+
+"I'm not worried about that. I think that damn robot did more for
+peace than anything that's ever come along in this cockeyed world. But
+still ..."
+
+Greta snuggled up to him on the sofa. "You worry too much. Don't you
+ever think of anything else? You should learn to relax. It can be fun."
+
+She started to prove it to him, and Jerry responded the way a normal,
+healthy male usually does. But in the middle of an embrace, he cried
+out:
+
+"Wait a minute!"
+
+"What's the matter?"
+
+"I just thought of something! Now where the hell did I put my old
+notebooks?"
+
+He got up from the sofa and went scurrying to a closet. From a debris of
+cardboard boxes, he found a worn old leather brief case, and cackled
+with delight when he found the yellowed notebooks inside.
+
+"What _are_ they?" Greta said.
+
+"My old school notebooks. Greta, you'll have to excuse me. But there's
+something I've got to do, right away!"
+
+"That's all right with me," Greta said haughtily. "I know when I'm not
+wanted."
+
+She took her hat and coat from the hall closet, gave him one last chance
+to change his mind, and then left.
+
+Five minutes later, Jerry Bridges was calling the airlines.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+It had been eleven years since Jerry had walked across the campus of
+Clifton University, heading for the ivy-choked main building. It was
+remarkable how little had changed, but the students seemed incredibly
+young. He was winded by the time he asked the pretty girl at the desk
+where Professor Martin Coltz could be located.
+
+"Professor Coltz?" She stuck a pencil to her mouth. "Well, I guess he'd
+be in the Holland Laboratory about now."
+
+"Holland Laboratory? What's that?"
+
+"Oh, I guess that was after your time, wasn't it?"
+
+Jerry felt decrepit, but managed to say: "It must be something new since
+I was here. Where is this place?"
+
+He followed her directions, and located a fresh-painted building three
+hundred yards from the men's dorm. He met a student at the door, who
+told him that Professor Coltz would be found in the physics department.
+
+The room was empty when Jerry entered, except for the single stooped
+figure vigorously erasing a blackboard. He turned when the door opened.
+If the students looked younger, Professor Coltz was far older than Jerry
+remembered. He was a tall man, with an unruly confusion of straight gray
+hair. He blinked when Jerry said:
+
+"Hello, Professor. Do you remember me? Jerry Bridges?"
+
+"Of course! I thought of you only yesterday, when I saw your name in the
+papers--"
+
+They sat at facing student desks, and chatted about old times. But Jerry
+was impatient to get to the point of his visit, and he blurted out:
+
+"Professor Coltz, something's been bothering me. It bothered me from the
+moment I heard the Delegate speak. I didn't know what it was until last
+night, when I dug out my old college notebooks. Thank God I kept them."
+
+Coltz's eyes were suddenly hooded.
+
+"What do you mean, Jerry?"
+
+"There was something about the Robot's speech that sounded familiar--I
+could have sworn I'd heard some of the words before. I couldn't prove
+anything until I checked my old notes, and here's what I found."
+
+He dug into his coat pocket and produced a sheet of paper. He unfolded
+it and read aloud.
+
+"'It's my belief that peace is the responsibility of individuals, of
+nations, and someday, even of worlds ...' Sound familiar, Professor?"
+
+Coltz shifted uncomfortably. "I don't recall every silly thing I said,
+Jerry."
+
+"But it's an interesting coincidence, isn't it, Professor? These very
+words were spoken by the Delegate from Venus."
+
+"A coincidence--"
+
+"Is it? But I also remember your interest in robotics. I'll never forget
+that mechanical homing pigeon you constructed. And you've probably
+learned much more these past eleven years."
+
+"What are you driving at, Jerry?"
+
+"Just this, Professor. I had a little daydream, recently, and I want you
+to hear it. I dreamed about a group of teachers, scientists, and
+engineers, a group who were suddenly struck by an exciting, incredible
+idea. A group that worked in the quiet and secrecy of a University on a
+fantastic scheme to force the idea of peace into the minds of the
+world's big shots. Does my dream interest you, Professor?"
+
+"Go on."
+
+"Well, I dreamt that this group would secretly launch an earth satellite
+of their own, and arrange for the nose cone to come down safely at a
+certain time and place. They would install a marvelous electronic robot
+within the cone, ready to be assembled. They would beam a radio message
+to earth from the cone, seemingly as if it originated from their
+'spaceship.' Then, when the Robot was assembled, they would speak
+through it to demand peace for all mankind ..."
+
+"Jerry, if you do this--"
+
+"You don't have to say it, Professor, I know what you're thinking. I'm
+a reporter, and my business is to tell the world everything I know. But
+if I did it, there might not be a world for me to write about, would
+there? No, thanks, Professor. As far as I'm concerned, what I told you
+was nothing more than a daydream."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+Jerry braked the convertible to a halt, and put his arm around Greta's
+shoulder. She looked up at the star-filled night, and sighed
+romantically.
+
+Jerry pointed. "That one."
+
+Greta shivered closer to him.
+
+"And to think what that terrible planet can do to us!"
+
+"Oh, I dunno. Venus is also the Goddess of Love."
+
+He swung his other arm around her, and Venus winked approvingly.
+
+
+THE END
+
+
+
+
+Transcriber's Note:
+
+ This etext was produced from _Amazing Science Fiction Stories_
+ October 1958. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
+ the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling
+ and typographical errors have been corrected without note.
+
+
+
+
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