7. THE SCOUT FROM SATURN

Time slipped by with no more meetings with my friends from other worlds. Yet often I felt that they were near.

It was two months later, on April 21st, that I again felt a sudden urge to go to the city. Accordingly, the next day I arranged to be driven to Oceanside, where I caught an early afternoon bus for Los Angeles, which brought me into that city a little more than two hours later.

I registered in the same hotel as before and went to my room to freshen up after my trip. Then I returned downstairs and went into the cocktail lounge for a little chat with my friend, the bar attendant. Shortly after, I returned to the lobby, bought a weekly news magazine and settled down to wait.

This time, the feeling of uncertainty and inner restlessness which had plagued me on the first occasion was entirely absent. I knew the meaning of the urge which had brought me down from the mountains!

So I read with interest the reports on both home and foreign events as printed, plus a bit of what is called “reading between the lines” on my own. Except for the entrance of two men whom I knew slightly, and who came over to exchange a few words, there were no interruptions.

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