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Title: The Enormous Room

Author: Horace Leonard Gold
Robert Wilson Krepps

Release Date: April 25, 2010 [EBook #32128]

Language: English

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THE ENORMOUS ROOM

BY H. L. GOLD & ROBERT KREPPS

[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Amazing Stories
Oct.-Nov. 1953. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the
U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]

_One big name per story is usually considered to be sufficient. So
when two of them appear in one by-line, it can certainly be called
a scoop; so that's what we'll call it. H. L. Gold and
science-fiction go together like a blonde and a henna rinse. Robert
Krepps is also big time. You may know him also under his other
label--Geoff St. Reynard, but a Krepps by any name can write as
well._

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The roller coaster's string of cars, looking shopworn in their flaky
blue and orange paint, crept toward the top of the incline, the
ratcheted lift chain clanking with weary patience. In the front seat, a
young couple held hands and prepared to scream. Two cars back, a heavy,
round-shouldered, black-mustached man with a swarthy skin clenched his
hands on the rail before him. A thin blond fellow with a briefcase on
his lap glanced back and down at the receding platform, as though trying
to spot a friend he had left behind. Behind him was a Negro youth,
sitting relaxed with one lean foot on the seat; he looked as bored as
someone who'd taken a thousand coaster rides in a summer and expected to
take ten thousand more.

In the last car, a tall broad man put his elbows on the backboard and
stared at the sky without any particular expression on his lined face.

The chain carried its load to the peak and relinquished it to the force
of gravity. The riders had