taken, what happened to him, the truly fantastic
discoveries he made about himself and the Gods and Goddesses--here are
the ingredients that make up this science fiction novel of suspense,
intrigue, mystery and danger. For science fiction it is, with the
supernatural making complete sense, and fun too, despite the Sword of
Damocles hanging by a thread over Forrester's head!

_by Randall Garrett and
Larry M. Harris_

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A GALAXY Selected Novel
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_By
Randall Garrett
and
Larry M. Harris_

_Published by
Galaxy Publishing Corp.
New York 14, New York_

ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS WORK ARE WHOLLY
FICTITIOUS AND ANY RESEMBLANCE TO PERSONS
LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL

Copyright 1959 by Galaxy Publishing Corp.

_Galaxy Novels_ are sturdy, inexpensive editions of choice
works of imaginative suspense, both original and reprint,
selected by the editors of _Galaxy Magazine_ for Beacon Books.

THIS IS BEACON BOOK NO. 263

_Cover by Robert Stanley_

Printed in the U.S.A. by
THE GUINN COMPANY INC.
New York 14, N. Y.

Transcriber's Note

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.

CHAPTER ONE

The girl came toward him across the silent room. She was young. She was
beautiful. Her red hair curled like a flame round her eager,
heart-shaped face. Her arms reached for him. Her hands touched him. Her
eyes were alive with the light of pure love. I am yours, the eyes kept
saying. Do with me as you will.

Forrester watched the eyes with a kind of fascination.

Now the girl's mouth opened, the lips parted slightly, and her husky
voice murmured softly: "Take me. Take me."

Forrester blinked and stepped back.

"My God," he said. "This is ridiculous."

The girl pressed herself against him. The sensation was, Forrester
thought with a kind of awe, undeniably pleasant. He tried to remember
the girl's name, and couldn't. She wriggled slightly and her arms went
up around him. Her hands clasped at the back of his neck and her mouth
moved, close to his ear.

"Please," she whispered. "I want you...."

Forrester felt his h