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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 Second Voice + +Author: Mann Rubin + +Release Date: September 5, 2009 [EBook #29910] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE SECOND VOICE *** + + + + +Produced by Greg Weeks, Stephen Blundell and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + + + + + _We proudly enter a new name in the science-fiction sweepstakes. + This is Mr. Rubin's initial appearance in the field. His literary + efforts to date add up quite handsomely, we think. QUOTE. I have + sold to the TV show, TALES OF TOMORROW and two literary quarterlies + have published my fiction. Last year I won the Stephen Vincent Benét + Award for my one-act plays produced at Stanford University. UNQUOTE. + The reading pleasure is yours._ + + + the + second + voice + + _by ... Mann Rubin_ + + + Spud, world-famous dummy, talks + to Mars with surprising results. + + +Crawford completed the rehearsal in less than an hour. He listened to +the orchestra run through its selections, okayed the song the guest +vocalist had chosen, then finished up with a long dialogue between Spud +and himself. When it was over he checked timing with the program +director, made a few script changes and conferred briefly with a Special +Service Officer about the number of troops the auditorium could hold. +Everything was running smoothly. It was going to be a neat, +action-packed show. + +Backstage he looked at his watch. He had almost two hours before the +regular show began and he was restless. Two hours at Harlow Field could +seem like two years. Guards and restrictions all over the place. + +Harlow Field was the largest experimental base in the world, a veritable +garden of atoms, the proving grounds for every secret weapon ever +imagined. The security and the tight regulations gave Crawford the +jitters on each of his visits. + +He smoked a cigarette and tried making small talk with some of the +soldiers on backstage detail. He posed for a picture and gave an +interview to a reporter from an army newspaper, then excused himself and +went to his dressing room with Spud propped in the crook of his arm. + +He was used to it now; the applause, the audiences, the pictures, the +autographs, the fuss. Everywhere the response was the same. They had +either seen him in the movies or on television or in the nightclubs, +where he first broke in his act. Now they wanted to establish an +identity with him, to touch the merchandise, to stand close so that they +could write home about the visiting celebrity. Crawford was a realist. +It was all part of being a name. + +It had taken him just five years to make the big time. Five years of +road shows, coast-to-coast tours, one-night stands and a dummy named +Spud to make him the hottest ventriloquist in the business. His act was +tight, well-paced and popular. He had a weekly radio show, a television +program and a seven-year contract with a major Hollywood studio. He was +riding high. + +Still he hadn't forgotten the soldiers. Two months each year he took +time off to travel the USO circuit. His agent tore his hair, reminding +him of the financial losses, but the USO had given him his first break +so he had always answered their call. He liked enthusiastic audiences +and the cheering of laugh-hungry men made him happy. Entertainment was +his business and he enjoyed exhibiting his talent. The wider the +audience the better he liked it. + +His dressing room was located back of the auditorium. He closed the door +behind him, put Spud on a chair and began getting out of his rehearsal +clothes. He lit a cigarette and looked at himself in the mirror. He was +tired and needed a shave. In the last week the pace had been fast. The +USO tour still had a few days to run, but he was looking forward to its +end. A vacation, the luxury of relaxation would all be his then. + +He opened a drawer of the dressing table and pulled out a bottle of +Scotch. There were two hours to be killed before the show. He drank a +shot and thought about it. A shower, a shave, a good dinner and a walk +around the base would consume the time. After the show he would drive +back to town and check in at a hotel for a good night's sleep. + +He was putting the bottle back in the drawer when a knock sounded on the +door. He said "Come in," thinking it was one of the cast and didn't turn +around. He heard the door open, glanced into the mirror and glimpsed +Colonel Meadows, the Commanding Officer of Harlow Field, and a man in +civilian clothes he didn't recognize. He turned around, reached for a +bathrobe. + +"Don't mind us, Robbie," said the Colonel. "Just dropped by to say +hello." He was a small, plump man and his face was always red and +perspiring. Crawford knew him slightly from the other two times he had +played Harlow Field, but this was the first time the Colonel had ever +paid him a backstage visit. + +"Got a fan here who wants to meet you," continued the Colonel. "Shake +hands with Dr. Paul Shalt, one of our base scientists. He and I just +caught your rehearsal. Fine, very fine." + +The doctor's name struck a chord and Crawford dug deep until it focused. +Dr. Paul Shalt was a physicist working with the army. He specialized in +the development of radar, was the chief developer of the electrical +detonator used in atomic bombs. + +"I enjoyed your performance very much," said Dr. Shalt. "Your voice is +extraordinary." He had a smooth, angular face, black hair and black, +penetrating eyes. "Amazing range." + +"Thanks," said Crawford. + +"And the clearness of tone is phenomenal," said Dr. Shalt. "Has it +always been like that?" + +Crawford nodded. "When I was a kid it embarrassed me, my voice," he +said, smiling. "A trick voice, everybody called it. But it's a definite +asset to a practitioner of the art of ventriloquism." + +"You should have seen Dr. Shalt while you were on stage," said Colonel +Meadows, beaming at him. "He was running all over the auditorium testing +your voice with one of his gadgets." + + * * * * * + +Crawford grinned. "I didn't realize I moved my audience so." + +Dr. Shalt laughed. "What Colonel Meadows says is true. I'm _very_ +interested in your vocal range. While you rehearsed I tested the quality +and sound of your tone." He stopped, looked around the room until he +discovered Spud where Crawford had put him on the chair. He walked over +to the dummy and touched the wooden head with his hand. + +"Actually it's a _second voice_, that sound and vibration you use for +Spud. It's perfect, perfect for what I need, that second voice." + +Dr. Shalt put the dummy back in the position he had found him in, +reached into his pocket and brought out a small glass-enclosed +instrument which he held in front of him. + +"Do you know what this is?" he asked, approaching the dressing table. + +"Never saw it before," Crawford said, examining the gadget. A small +arrow flickered nervously within a glass cage. + +"It's called a Voice Oscillator," explained Dr. Shalt. "It's sensitive +to the slightest tonal inflection. We use it to measure the pitch and +volume of a human voice." + +"What's all this got to do with me?" Crawford asked. + +"This--we want to use the voice of Spud for an experiment. A very +important experiment. With your permission, we'd like to do it +immediately." + +"I'm afraid that's impossible," said Crawford. "I have a show in +about--" + +"Our equipment is all set up," interrupted the doctor. "The entire test +will take forty-five minutes. We'll have you back in no time." + +Crawford frowned. He was tired and he'd looked forward to relaxing a +while before the show. "Couldn't we make it some other time," he said. + + * * * * * + +The Colonel spoke then. "Robbie, do you remember reading four years ago +that our radar system was able to beam signals to the moon and have them +returned?" + +"Sure," said Crawford. "It got a big play in all the newspapers." + +"Well, our scientists are now ready to conduct a similar experiment," +said Colonel Meadows. "This time to Mars." + +"To Mars!" repeated Crawford, wondering what it had to do with him. + +"Only this time we plan to send a _voice_, a human voice that can travel +through interstellar space," said Dr. Shalt. + +"But that's impossible!" Crawford exclaimed. + +"With the average voice, yes," said Dr. Shalt. "Cosmic disturbances +would drown out a normal voice amplified a thousand times beyond its +regular frequency. But a voice in a higher octave--like your second +voice ... Well, we believe there's a certain resonant intonation which +can be curved and regulated in any direction, in the voice you use for +your dummy." + +Crawford nodded. + +"Spud's voice contains that quality," continued Dr. Shalt. "I believe it +can reach Mars and bounce back. I'm asking you to be the first man ever +to throw his voice to another planet." + +There was quiet for a moment when he finished. Crawford's cigarette had +gone out and he relit it. The smoke steadied him. Outside, in the +auditorium the orchestra had begun to rehearse again. + +"Where's the station set-up?" asked Crawford finally. + +"It's right here on the field, Robbie," Colonel Meadows said quickly. +"We've had it under wraps for the last eight months. It'll be a +tremendous thing if it works." + +Crawford dragged on his cigarette a last time and stamped it out. He +walked over to Spud, lifted the dummy into position in the crook of his +arm. + +"What do you say, Crawford?" asked Dr. Shalt. There was a note of +urgency in his voice. + +"I don't know," said Crawford slowly. "My crazy voice is my bread and +butter. Can't you use somebody else? Somebody whose voice isn't his +life?" + +"We've wasted weeks testing every man on this field," said Dr. Shalt +solemnly. "The average voice becomes static as soon as it gets past +Earth's atmosphere. But your voice can break through. I've studied every +vibration, every quiver of it. It bends and flexes with each cosmic +pressure. You _must_ let us try." + +Crawford looked at Colonel Meadows. + +"Robbie, I promise you there's no danger involved," the Colonel said. +"There's been a great deal of time and effort put into this project and +we'd like to see it work. This week Mars and Earth are the closest +they'll be for the next three years, so it must be done _now_. It's your +duty to help in this important project." + +Crawford nodded. The matter of patriotism and duty had not occurred to +him. "Of course, Colonel, I'll be glad to help." + +He looked down at the dummy. "What do you say, Spud? Want to be the +first voice to reach Mars?" + +"Sounds crazy," came the high, squeaking reply. "But it ought to put us +in the history books." Spud's glass eyes shifted to the other two men in +the room and one lid winked. "Calling Mars! This is Spud O'Malley, old +quiver voice himself, coming in for a landing." + +"Good! You'll do it," said Dr. Shalt excitedly. "And if we succeed the +publicity will be worldwide." + +"Sure," said Crawford. "An actor likes publicity. But are you sure my +voice won't be strained?" + +"I'm sure," Dr. Shalt said. "You'll be talking into a microphone in the +same tone you use for a broadcast. Nothing more." + +"How long will it take?" asked Crawford. + +Dr. Shalt checked his watch. "Fifteen minutes for the voice to reach +Mars and fifteen minutes for its return." He took out a black notebook +from his jacket pocket and began to outline the plan while Colonel +Meadows put through a call to the laboratory. + +Spud's voice was to be relayed directly to a giant amplifying unit which +would project it into space. Those regulating the voice in the control +room would hear nothing but vibrations because of the high frequency it +would immediately attain while passing through. Only on its return from +Mars would Spud's voice become audible on Earth. It sounded fantastic +but Dr. Shalt spoke of it as if it were a certainty and Crawford knew he +was recognized as a great scientist. + +A few minutes later Colonel Meadows hung up the phone. He said +excitedly, "Everything's set. All the equipment is ready and there's a +command car waiting outside." + +Crawford caught a quick glimpse of himself in the mirror. No shower, no +shave, no quiet dinner, no walk; all that would have to come later. He'd +been hooked. "I'm ready any time you are," he said. He folded Spud in +his arms and followed the two men to the door. + +They did not speak much in the car. The laboratory was on the Northern +rim of the field, a ten-minute drive from the auditorium. Approaching +the building, Crawford noticed the high radar towers and the steel +fences surrounding its frame. They rode past three different guard posts +and numerous military policemen before the car halted at the main +entrance. + +Immediately they were ushered into a small broadcasting studio which was +soundproofed and closed off by a heavy metal door. This was Dr. Shalt's +home grounds and he took charge. + +A microphone had been set up and Dr. Shalt had Crawford test Spud's +voice while a technician in the control booth measured it acoustically. +After an exact tone had been determined for the amplification unit, Dr. +Shalt briefed him on some details, patted him on the back and +disappeared into the control booth followed by Colonel Meadows. + +Crawford lit another cigarette and smoked nervously while he awaited the +go-ahead signal. There was a dry tightness in his throat and he +concentrated on relaxing his tension. + +High on the studio wall a large clock hacked away at the seconds, and +behind the glass façade of the control booth he could see Dr. Shalt and +his assistant manipulating dials on an intricate panel. It was almost +three minutes before he heard another sound beside the creak of his own +impatient footsteps. Then Dr. Shalt's voice came on the feed-back, the +speaker system connecting the studio with the booth. + +"Crawford, talk into the mike when we flash you the sign. Keep talking +for a minute. And remember--it's just another broadcast. Good luck." + +Crawford nodded, deposited the cigarette in an ashtray. He moved into +position and slid his fingers along the inner wires of Spud's back until +they fitted into place. Spud's head came alive. + +Dr. Shalt brought his right hand down in a long, sweeping motion. A +bright red bulb above the control booth winked into life. Robbie +Crawford went into his act. + +Inside the booth Dr. Shalt, Colonel Meadows and a technician watched +Crawford performing in pantomime and listened to the strange vibrations +emanating from the speaker. They could distinguish no understandable +sound for the amplifier had lifted the voice beyond human hearing as it +released it to the stratosphere. They sat quietly, content to wait for +the voice to return from its long, lonely journey. + +Crawford spoke until he saw Dr. Shalt signal for a conclusion. A moment +later the red bulb blinked out and the broadcast was ended. Crawford +felt cold and his hands were perspiring freely. He saw the beaming face +of Colonel Meadows motioning him to come inside the booth. He wiped his +face, and coughed to relieve the tension in his throat. + +The Colonel was the first to greet him as he entered the booth, and his +handshake was enthusiastic and firm. Dr. Shalt remained bent over one of +the instrument boards rotating a dial, but looked up and nodded +excitedly. + +"It will be another ten minutes," he said. "Sit down. I've sent out for +some supper." + +"How did it go?" Crawford asked. + +"Good! Good! By now it's half way to its destination." + +An orderly came in with a tray of sandwiches and coffee and for the next +few minutes they ate and Dr. Shalt described the intricacies of the +operation. The technician stayed glued to the receiver, earphones +resting lightly across his head. + +After ten minutes Dr. Shalt stood up and looked at his watch. "It's +time," he said. "Turn up the resonator." He moved closer to the +receiving set as the others gathered around him. The low hum of the +monitor signal became louder as the technician switched on a new lever. +The static emerging from the speaker thickened, obliterating all other +noises. Another two minutes went by.... + +Crawford watched it all, aware of the tension and anxiety on each face, +feeling the throbbing excitement himself. So they stood, tensely +expectant, awaiting the return of his voice.... + +Suddenly the technician whispered, "I've got it! It's coming! I hear it +returning!" He swung around, offering his earphones to Dr. Shalt, who +grabbed for them hurriedly. The scientist raised the cups to his ear and +waited. The room fell into deeper silence. + +"Yes, yes, it's the voice! Turn up the resonator to full volume! We've +got it! The voice is completing the circuit!" Dr. Shalt said tensely. + +The technician turned another dial as far as it would go. The sound of +the static rose to a roar. Then abruptly the static broke, died out and +a strange new sound came in. It was Spud! Spud's voice creeping back +from a trip to Mars, thirty-five million miles away! + +"_Hello.... This is the voice of Spud O'Malley. I speak to you from +Harlow Field in the United States of America. My voice is being sent to +you by a newly invented Amplification Unit developed by Dr. Paul Shalt +at this experimental base. This is the first time such an operation has +ever been tried. We extend our heartiest greetings, our deepest +felicitations ..._" + +It went on, the high, squeaking voice, friendly, humorous, alive; +sending back to them the words that Crawford had spoken into the +microphone a few minutes before. + +Crawford studied the faces of the other men. They had worked and planned +a long time for this single moment, the realization of a long pursued +dream. Colonel Meadows was rubbing his hands together gleefully. The +voice was reaching its climax. Success was assured. History had been +made! + +There was a little silence as Spud finished speaking. The technician +reached across leisurely to shut off the resonator. + +Suddenly the voice started again. The technician's hand froze in +mid-air. The same high, squeaking tone, the same inflections, the same +pitch. But this time it was commanding, authoritative. + +"_This is Mars. We have received your voice. We know of you, know your +language. We want you to know that we do not like intruders. We want no +contact with you. Seek us out no more. The voice was received clearly. +It fits our frequency well. We will keep it so that no more +communication from you is possible. Let this be a warning. Stay away! We +do not want you!_" + +The voice stopped and there was silence again. Then Colonel Meadows +chuckled. "Very clever, Crawford! You really startled me for a moment." + +"Yes," said Dr. Shalt, smiling. "So you made a little joke at the end. +Very clever." + +Crawford's back was to them as he stared at the loudspeaker. His face +was contorted in a surprised grimace and the flesh was suddenly white +and lifeless. He turned to face them, his body rigid and his mouth +trembling as he whispered: + +"That voice--that last voice--it wasn't mine! _That wasn't me +speaking!_" + +Dr. Shalt laughed. "Superb actor. A great performance, Mr. Crawford. We +are most grateful to you." + +"Robbie's a born comedian," added Colonel Meadows, his eyes sparkling +with the humor of the situation. "Never misses a chance to clown." + +"Don't you understand--_it wasn't my voice_!" screamed Crawford. He +looked from one man to another, his eyes pleading for belief. "The +second part was not mine!" + +They stared at him, their smiles fading. + +Colonel Meadows said, "What do you mean, Robbie?" + +"Didn't you hear when I spoke? I never said those last things. Didn't +you hear what I said?" + +The technician answered him. "We didn't hear a thing, Mr. Crawford. The +amplification was too high. It was nothing but mumbling when it passed +through this room." He looked at Dr. Shalt for confirmation. + +"I explained that to you myself," said the doctor. "You could have +recited the Gettysburg Address and we'd never have known until it +returned." + +Crawford stared down at the limp form of Spud hanging across his arm. He +ran a hand across his eyes, dropped the dummy onto the desk. Turning +back to Dr. Shalt, he began to speak in a taut, controlled voice. + +"Dr. Shalt, I swear to you that was not my voice at the end. I finished +with a goodbye. The voice that spoke after that moment of silence was +somebody else's voice. It's up to you to find out whose." + +"Don't be absurd," said Dr. Shalt, irritably. "That was _your_ voice, +_your_ pitch. The voice of your dummy, Spud." He wasn't going to be +taken in by any warped sense of humor. Robbie Crawford was the best +ventriloquist in America. He was also noted for his practical jokes. "An +experiment of this magnitude shouldn't be treated so lightly," he added +acidly. + +"You've got to believe me!" screamed Crawford. His voice was choked and +his pale face was glistening with perspiration. "It was someone else, +imitating my ventriloquist voice! I swear it was not me!" + +Colonel Meadows sat down abruptly. The technician ran from the booth and +returned a moment later with a glass of water. Colonel Meadows motioned +for him to give it to Crawford. + +The ventriloquist gulped down the water, then went over and sat down +beside the Colonel. + +"Look," he said quietly. "I'm not joking and I'm not out of my head. It +was a shock to hear a voice so like my own, to hear it threaten us, to +know that it's traveling from another world. It's like hearing an echo +that shouldn't be." + +The Colonel exchanged a puzzled look with Dr. Shalt. After a moment the +doctor reached down and picked the dummy up and brought it to Crawford. + +"Crawford, listen to me." His voice was gentle, sympathetic. "Perhaps +you've been working too hard. These USO trips, the rehearsal, the +excitement of the last hour. Maybe you forgot what you said, or said +more than you recall." + +"I remember everything I said," Crawford said quietly. "I stopped when +you gave me the signal. That voice came after I stopped. Can't you +check--?" + +A phone in the back of the control booth rang sharply and Colonel +Meadows answered it. He spoke for a few moments, then hung up. "That was +the stage manager calling from the main auditorium. You've got ten +minutes before the show. How do you feel?" + +Crawford blinked in surprise. He had almost forgotten the program. He +tried to rise, found his legs trembling. + +"He's in no condition to put on a show," said Dr. Shalt. "Better +postpone it." + +"No, no, I'm okay," protested Crawford, walking around the small floor, +exercising his hands. "It's my show. They're waiting for me. Let's get +going." + +In the car, during the ride to the auditorium, he did not speak. He sat +with Spud resting snugly against his chest, drumming his fingers on an +arm rest while Colonel Meadows and Dr. Shalt talked, tried to convince +him of the invalidity in his reasoning. There was a simple explanation +for the voice; either he had forgotten part of his speech or maybe some +amateur radio ham had somehow managed to pick up their signal and was +playing a joke. He was too intelligent a man to be frightened by such +coincidence. They spoke to him reassuringly all during the ride. At the +stage door he thanked them, then went inside the auditorium to give his +performance. + +The ovation that greeted him was tremendous. The orchestra played his +theme and an army announcer introduced him as the Number One +ventriloquist in the world. He walked out slowly from the wing, waving +and grinning at the audience with Spud sitting erect on his arm. + +The soldiers roared and whistled as Spud's head spun, drooped and tilted +in the opening routine that he was famous for. Crawford stopped in the +middle of the stage, rested his foot on a chair that had been provided, +sat Spud on his knee. The applause dwindled gradually and the other +members of the cast moved into their positions. The army announcer +walked forward to engage Crawford in conversation--to feed him questions +that would be answered in Spud's high, squeaky voice. + +"Hi, Robbie, Spud," said the announcer. "What took you so long getting +here?" + +It was Spud's answer. All eyes focused on the dummy's face as it bent +forward and its mouth opened slowly. A wooden hand moved up and +scratched a wooden head. But only a gurgle came out of the open mouth! + +The announcer looked at Crawford, motioned him to speed up. "Speak up, +Spud. Can't hear a word you're saying. No time to be bashful." + +Again the dummy's mouth opened, the head bobbed and the eyes blinked. +The gurgle became a half-strangled gasp. It whined unsteadily a few +moments then broke off completely. The cast in the wings began to stir +nervously. Crawford was obviously straining. A vein throbbed in the +center of his forehead and his lips were tight over his teeth. + +"Stage fright," he said in an aside to the audience. Turning his head +aside, he coughed and cleared his throat and pretended to whisper with +Spud. "Speak up, Pal. This is what we rehearsed for." + +The mouth of the dummy flapped up and down without cadence. The soldiers +snickered, squirmed restlessly. A sound started, a low, plaintive wail +that broke into a dirge and finally into a wild shriek from Crawford's +lips. He screamed and kicked over the chair his foot was balanced on. +The dummy toppled to the floor. + +"I can't! I can't! My voice is gone!" He was screaming and clutching at +his throat, trying to loosen his collar. The curtains closed behind him +as soldiers leaped to their feet all over the auditorium. + +He screamed, "I've lost my second voice! They took it from me! The +Martians stole my voice!" + +The announcer grabbed his arms then and tried to lead him from the +stage. Crawford shoved him away. + +"They took it," cried Crawford. "No matter what they tell you, the +Martians took Spud's voice. It fitted their frequency. They'll use it to +reach Earth! I can't get it back!" + +Colonel Meadows and several MPs who were stationed in the wings came out +and dragged him from the platform. + +The G.I. audience remained silent a moment longer, then broke into loud, +nervous rumbling. Seconds later Colonel Meadows returned to the +microphone and held up his hand until the confusion died down. He +explained briefly about Dr. Shalt's experiment and how Crawford had been +asked to participate. He told how a human voice had been sent to Mars +for the first time and how Crawford had suffered a temporary shock on +hearing his voice return from this journey. + +He assured the audience that Crawford would receive the best medical +care and would probably be back performing at the field in a few short +weeks. He asked the soldiers to remain in their seats and let the show +continue out of respect for a great performer. + +The orchestra began the refrain of a popular song and the guest vocalist +appeared wearing a white strapless evening gown. She blew warm, friendly +kisses to the soldiers. The response she received was a healthy one. + +And the show went on.... + + + + +Transcriber's Note: + + This etext was produced from _Fantastic Universe_ March 1954. + Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. + copyright on this publication was renewed. 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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 Second Voice + +Author: Mann Rubin + +Release Date: September 5, 2009 [EBook #29910] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE SECOND VOICE *** + + + + +Produced by Greg Weeks, Stephen Blundell and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class="bk1"><p><i><small>We proudly enter a new name in the science-fiction sweepstakes. This is +Mr. Rubin's initial appearance in the field. His literary efforts to date +add up quite handsomely, we think. <span class="smcap">QUOTE.</span> I have sold to the TV show, +<span class="smcap">TALES OF TOMORROW</span> and two literary quarterlies have published my fiction. +Last year I won the Stephen Vincent Benét Award for my one-act plays +produced at Stanford University. <span class="smcap">UNQUOTE.</span> The reading pleasure is yours.</small></i></p></div> + +<div class="bk2"><h1><b>the<br /> +second<br /> +voice</b></h1> + +<h2><small><i>by ... Mann Rubin</i></small></h2> + +<p class="pr1"><big><b>Spud, world-famous dummy, talks +to Mars with surprising results.</b></big></p></div> + +<p class="cap"><span class="scap">Crawford completed</span> the rehearsal +in less than an hour. He +listened to the orchestra run +through its selections, okayed the +song the guest vocalist had +chosen, then finished up with a +long dialogue between Spud and +himself. When it was over he +checked timing with the program +director, made a few script +changes and conferred briefly with +a Special Service Officer about +the number of troops the auditorium +could hold. Everything +was running smoothly. It was +going to be a neat, action-packed +show.</p> + +<p>Backstage he looked at his +watch. He had almost two hours +before the regular show began and +he was restless. Two hours at +Harlow Field could seem like two +years. Guards and restrictions +all over the place.</p> + +<p>Harlow Field was the largest +experimental base in the world, a +veritable garden of atoms, the +proving grounds for every secret +weapon ever imagined. The +security and the tight regulations +gave Crawford the jitters on each +of his visits.</p> + +<p>He smoked a cigarette and +tried making small talk with some +of the soldiers on backstage detail. +He posed for a picture and +gave an interview to a reporter +from an army newspaper, then +excused himself and went to his +dressing room with Spud propped +in the crook of his arm.</p> + +<p>He was used to it now; the +applause, the audiences, the pictures, +the autographs, the fuss. +Everywhere the response was the +same. They had either seen him +in the movies or on television or +in the nightclubs, where he first +broke in his act. Now they wanted +to establish an identity with him, +to touch the merchandise, to stand +close so that they could write +home about the visiting celebrity. +Crawford was a realist. It was all +part of being a name.</p> + +<p>It had taken him just five years +to make the big time. Five years +of road shows, coast-to-coast +tours, one-night stands and a +dummy named Spud to make him +the hottest ventriloquist in the +business. His act was tight, well-paced +and popular. He had a +weekly radio show, a television +program and a seven-year contract +with a major Hollywood +studio. He was riding high.</p> + +<p>Still he hadn't forgotten the +soldiers. Two months each year +he took time off to travel the +USO circuit. His agent tore his +hair, reminding him of the +financial losses, but the USO had +given him his first break so he +had always answered their call. +He liked enthusiastic audiences +and the cheering of laugh-hungry +men made him happy. Entertainment +was his business and he +enjoyed exhibiting his talent. The +wider the audience the better he +liked it.</p> + +<p>His dressing room was located +back of the auditorium. He closed +the door behind him, put Spud on +a chair and began getting out of +his rehearsal clothes. He lit a +cigarette and looked at himself +in the mirror. He was tired and +needed a shave. In the last week +the pace had been fast. The USO +tour still had a few days to run, +but he was looking forward to its +end. A vacation, the luxury of +relaxation would all be his then.</p> + +<p>He opened a drawer of the +dressing table and pulled out a +bottle of Scotch. There were two +hours to be killed before the +show. He drank a shot and +thought about it. A shower, a +shave, a good dinner and a walk +around the base would consume +the time. After the show he would +drive back to town and check in +at a hotel for a good night's sleep.</p> + +<p>He was putting the bottle back +in the drawer when a knock +sounded on the door. He said +"Come in," thinking it was one +of the cast and didn't turn around. +He heard the door open, glanced +into the mirror and glimpsed +Colonel Meadows, the Commanding +Officer of Harlow Field, and +a man in civilian clothes he didn't +recognize. He turned around, +reached for a bathrobe.</p> + +<p>"Don't mind us, Robbie," said +the Colonel. "Just dropped by to +say hello." He was a small, +plump man and his face was always +red and perspiring. Crawford +knew him slightly from the +other two times he had played +Harlow Field, but this was the +first time the Colonel had ever +paid him a backstage visit.</p> + +<p>"Got a fan here who wants to +meet you," continued the Colonel. +"Shake hands with Dr. Paul Shalt, +one of our base scientists. He and +I just caught your rehearsal. Fine, +very fine."</p> + +<p>The doctor's name struck a +chord and Crawford dug deep +until it focused. Dr. Paul Shalt +was a physicist working with the +army. He specialized in the development +of radar, was the chief +developer of the electrical detonator +used in atomic bombs.</p> + +<p>"I enjoyed your performance +very much," said Dr. Shalt. "Your +voice is extraordinary." He had +a smooth, angular face, black +hair and black, penetrating eyes. +"Amazing range."</p> + +<p>"Thanks," said Crawford.</p> + +<p>"And the clearness of tone is +phenomenal," said Dr. Shalt. +"Has it always been like that?"</p> + +<p>Crawford nodded. "When I +was a kid it embarrassed me, my +voice," he said, smiling. "A trick +voice, everybody called it. But +it's a definite asset to a practitioner +of the art of ventriloquism."</p> + +<p>"You should have seen Dr. +Shalt while you were on stage," +said Colonel Meadows, beaming +at him. "He was running all over +the auditorium testing your voice +with one of his gadgets."</p> + +<hr /> + +<p>Crawford grinned. "I didn't +realize I moved my audience so."</p> + +<p>Dr. Shalt laughed. "What +Colonel Meadows says is true. +I'm <i>very</i> interested in your vocal +range. While you rehearsed I +tested the quality and sound of +your tone." He stopped, looked +around the room until he discovered +Spud where Crawford +had put him on the chair. He +walked over to the dummy and +touched the wooden head with his +hand.</p> + +<p>"Actually it's a <i>second voice</i>, +that sound and vibration you use +for Spud. It's perfect, perfect for +what I need, that second voice."</p> + +<p>Dr. Shalt put the dummy back +in the position he had found him +in, reached into his pocket and +brought out a small glass-enclosed +instrument which he held in front +of him.</p> + +<p>"Do you know what this is?" +he asked, approaching the dressing +table.</p> + +<p>"Never saw it before," Crawford +said, examining the gadget. +A small arrow flickered nervously +within a glass cage.</p> + +<p>"It's called a Voice Oscillator," +explained Dr. Shalt. "It's sensitive +to the slightest tonal inflection. +We use it to measure the +pitch and volume of a human +voice."</p> + +<p>"What's all this got to do with +me?" Crawford asked.</p> + +<p>"This—we want to use the +voice of Spud for an experiment. +A very important experiment. +With your permission, we'd like +to do it immediately."</p> + +<p>"I'm afraid that's impossible," +said Crawford. "I have a show +in about—"</p> + +<p>"Our equipment is all set up," +interrupted the doctor. "The +entire test will take forty-five +minutes. We'll have you back in +no time."</p> + +<p>Crawford frowned. He was +tired and he'd looked forward to +relaxing a while before the show. +"Couldn't we make it some other +time," he said.</p> + +<hr /> + +<p>The Colonel spoke then. "Robbie, +do you remember reading +four years ago that our radar +system was able to beam signals +to the moon and have them returned?"</p> + +<p>"Sure," said Crawford. "It got +a big play in all the newspapers."</p> + +<p>"Well, our scientists are now +ready to conduct a similar experiment," +said Colonel Meadows. +"This time to Mars."</p> + +<p>"To Mars!" repeated Crawford, +wondering what it had to do with +him.</p> + +<p>"Only this time we plan to send +a <i>voice</i>, a human voice that can +travel through interstellar space," +said Dr. Shalt.</p> + +<p>"But that's impossible!" Crawford +exclaimed.</p> + +<p>"With the average voice, yes," +said Dr. Shalt. "Cosmic disturbances +would drown out a normal +voice amplified a thousand times +beyond its regular frequency. But +a voice in a higher octave—like +your second voice ... Well, we +believe there's a certain resonant +intonation which can be curved +and regulated in any direction, +in the voice you use for your +dummy."</p> + +<p>Crawford nodded.</p> + +<p>"Spud's voice contains that +quality," continued Dr. Shalt. "I +believe it can reach Mars and +bounce back. I'm asking you to +be the first man ever to throw his +voice to another planet."</p> + +<p>There was quiet for a moment +when he finished. Crawford's +cigarette had gone out and he +relit it. The smoke steadied him. +Outside, in the auditorium the +orchestra had begun to rehearse +again.</p> + +<p>"Where's the station set-up?" +asked Crawford finally.</p> + +<p>"It's right here on the field, +Robbie," Colonel Meadows said +quickly. "We've had it under +wraps for the last eight months. +It'll be a tremendous thing if it +works."</p> + +<p>Crawford dragged on his +cigarette a last time and stamped +it out. He walked over to Spud, +lifted the dummy into position in +the crook of his arm.</p> + +<p>"What do you say, Crawford?" +asked Dr. Shalt. There was a note +of urgency in his voice.</p> + +<p>"I don't know," said Crawford +slowly. "My crazy voice is my +bread and butter. Can't you use +somebody else? Somebody whose +voice isn't his life?"</p> + +<p>"We've wasted weeks testing +every man on this field," said Dr. +Shalt solemnly. "The average +voice becomes static as soon as +it gets past Earth's atmosphere. +But your voice can break through. +I've studied every vibration, every +quiver of it. It bends and flexes +with each cosmic pressure. You +<i>must</i> let us try."</p> + +<p>Crawford looked at Colonel +Meadows.</p> + +<p>"Robbie, I promise you there's +no danger involved," the Colonel +said. "There's been a great deal +of time and effort put into this +project and we'd like to see it +work. This week Mars and Earth +are the closest they'll be for the +next three years, so it must be +done <i>now</i>. It's your duty to help +in this important project."</p> + +<p>Crawford nodded. The matter +of patriotism and duty had not +occurred to him. "Of course, +Colonel, I'll be glad to help."</p> + +<p>He looked down at the dummy. +"What do you say, Spud? Want +to be the first voice to reach +Mars?"</p> + +<p>"Sounds crazy," came the high, +squeaking reply. "But it ought to +put us in the history books." +Spud's glass eyes shifted to the +other two men in the room and +one lid winked. "Calling Mars! +This is Spud O'Malley, old quiver +voice himself, coming in for a +landing."</p> + +<p>"Good! You'll do it," said Dr. +Shalt excitedly. "And if we succeed +the publicity will be worldwide."</p> + +<p>"Sure," said Crawford. "An +actor likes publicity. But are you +sure my voice won't be strained?"</p> + +<p>"I'm sure," Dr. Shalt said. +"You'll be talking into a microphone +in the same tone you use +for a broadcast. Nothing more."</p> + +<p>"How long will it take?" asked +Crawford.</p> + +<p>Dr. Shalt checked his watch. +"Fifteen minutes for the voice to +reach Mars and fifteen minutes +for its return." He took out a +black notebook from his jacket +pocket and began to outline the +plan while Colonel Meadows put +through a call to the laboratory.</p> + +<p>Spud's voice was to be relayed +directly to a giant amplifying unit +which would project it into space. +Those regulating the voice in the +control room would hear nothing +but vibrations because of the high +frequency it would immediately +attain while passing through. Only +on its return from Mars would +Spud's voice become audible on +Earth. It sounded fantastic but +Dr. Shalt spoke of it as if it were +a certainty and Crawford knew he +was recognized as a great scientist.</p> + +<p>A few minutes later Colonel +Meadows hung up the phone. +He said excitedly, "Everything's +set. All the equipment is ready +and there's a command car waiting +outside."</p> + +<p>Crawford caught a quick +glimpse of himself in the mirror. +No shower, no shave, no quiet +dinner, no walk; all that would +have to come later. He'd been +hooked. "I'm ready any time you +are," he said. He folded Spud +in his arms and followed the two +men to the door.</p> + +<p>They did not speak much in +the car. The laboratory was on +the Northern rim of the field, a +ten-minute drive from the auditorium. +Approaching the building, +Crawford noticed the high +radar towers and the steel fences +surrounding its frame. They rode +past three different guard posts +and numerous military policemen +before the car halted at the main +entrance.</p> + +<p>Immediately they were ushered +into a small broadcasting studio +which was soundproofed and +closed off by a heavy metal door. +This was Dr. Shalt's home +grounds and he took charge.</p> + +<p>A microphone had been set up +and Dr. Shalt had Crawford test +Spud's voice while a technician +in the control booth measured it +acoustically. After an exact tone +had been determined for the amplification +unit, Dr. Shalt briefed +him on some details, patted him +on the back and disappeared into +the control booth followed by +Colonel Meadows.</p> + +<p>Crawford lit another cigarette +and smoked nervously while he +awaited the go-ahead signal. +There was a dry tightness in his +throat and he concentrated on +relaxing his tension.</p> + +<p>High on the studio wall a large +clock hacked away at the seconds, +and behind the glass façade of the +control booth he could see Dr. +Shalt and his assistant manipulating +dials on an intricate panel. It +was almost three minutes before +he heard another sound beside the +creak of his own impatient footsteps. +Then Dr. Shalt's voice +came on the feed-back, the +speaker system connecting the +studio with the booth.</p> + +<p>"Crawford, talk into the mike +when we flash you the sign. Keep +talking for a minute. And remember—it's +just another broadcast. +Good luck."</p> + +<p>Crawford nodded, deposited +the cigarette in an ashtray. He +moved into position and slid his +fingers along the inner wires of +Spud's back until they fitted into +place. Spud's head came alive.</p> + +<p>Dr. Shalt brought his right hand +down in a long, sweeping motion. +A bright red bulb above the control +booth winked into life. Robbie +Crawford went into his act.</p> + +<p>Inside the booth Dr. Shalt, +Colonel Meadows and a technician +watched Crawford performing +in pantomime and listened to +the strange vibrations emanating +from the speaker. They could distinguish +no understandable sound +for the amplifier had lifted the +voice beyond human hearing as it +released it to the stratosphere. +They sat quietly, content to wait +for the voice to return from its +long, lonely journey.</p> + +<p>Crawford spoke until he saw +Dr. Shalt signal for a conclusion. +A moment later the red bulb +blinked out and the broadcast +was ended. Crawford felt cold +and his hands were perspiring +freely. He saw the beaming face +of Colonel Meadows motioning +him to come inside the booth. He +wiped his face, and coughed to +relieve the tension in his throat.</p> + +<p>The Colonel was the first to +greet him as he entered the booth, +and his handshake was enthusiastic +and firm. Dr. Shalt remained +bent over one of the instrument +boards rotating a dial, but looked +up and nodded excitedly.</p> + +<p>"It will be another ten minutes," +he said. "Sit down. I've sent out +for some supper."</p> + +<p>"How did it go?" Crawford +asked.</p> + +<p>"Good! Good! By now it's half +way to its destination."</p> + +<p>An orderly came in with a tray +of sandwiches and coffee and for +the next few minutes they ate and +Dr. Shalt described the intricacies +of the operation. The technician +stayed glued to the receiver, earphones +resting lightly across his +head.</p> + +<p>After ten minutes Dr. Shalt +stood up and looked at his watch. +"It's time," he said. "Turn up the +resonator." He moved closer to +the receiving set as the others +gathered around him. The low +hum of the monitor signal became +louder as the technician +switched on a new lever. The +static emerging from the speaker +thickened, obliterating all other +noises. Another two minutes +went by....</p> + +<p>Crawford watched it all, aware +of the tension and anxiety on each +face, feeling the throbbing excitement +himself. So they stood, +tensely expectant, awaiting the +return of his voice....</p> + +<p>Suddenly the technician whispered, +"I've got it! It's coming! I +hear it returning!" He swung +around, offering his earphones to +Dr. Shalt, who grabbed for them +hurriedly. The scientist raised +the cups to his ear and waited. +The room fell into deeper silence.</p> + +<p>"Yes, yes, it's the voice! Turn +up the resonator to full volume! +We've got it! The voice is completing +the circuit!" Dr. Shalt said +tensely.</p> + +<p>The technician turned another +dial as far as it would go. The +sound of the static rose to a roar. +Then abruptly the static broke, +died out and a strange new sound +came in. It was Spud! Spud's +voice creeping back from a trip +to Mars, thirty-five million miles +away!</p> + +<p>"<i>Hello.... This is the voice of +Spud O'Malley. I speak to you +from Harlow Field in the United +States of America. My voice is +being sent to you by a newly invented +Amplification Unit developed +by Dr. Paul Shalt at this +experimental base. This is the +first time such an operation has +ever been tried. We extend our +heartiest greetings, our deepest +felicitations ...</i>"</p> + +<p>It went on, the high, squeaking +voice, friendly, humorous, alive; +sending back to them the words +that Crawford had spoken into +the microphone a few minutes +before.</p> + +<p>Crawford studied the faces of +the other men. They had worked +and planned a long time for this +single moment, the realization of +a long pursued dream. Colonel +Meadows was rubbing his hands +together gleefully. The voice was +reaching its climax. Success was +assured. History had been made!</p> + +<p>There was a little silence as +Spud finished speaking. The technician +reached across leisurely +to shut off the resonator.</p> + +<p>Suddenly the voice started +again. The technician's hand +froze in mid-air. The same high, +squeaking tone, the same inflections, +the same pitch. But +this time it was commanding, authoritative.</p> + +<p>"<i>This is Mars. We have received +your voice. We know of +you, know your language. We +want you to know that we do not +like intruders. We want no contact +with you. Seek us out no +more. The voice was received +clearly. It fits our frequency well. +We will keep it so that no more +communication from you is possible. +Let this be a warning. Stay +away! We do not want you!</i>"</p> + +<p>The voice stopped and there +was silence again. Then Colonel +Meadows chuckled. "Very clever, +Crawford! You really startled me +for a moment."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Dr. Shalt, smiling. +"So you made a little joke at the +end. Very clever."</p> + +<p>Crawford's back was to them +as he stared at the loudspeaker. +His face was contorted in a surprised +grimace and the flesh was +suddenly white and lifeless. He +turned to face them, his body +rigid and his mouth trembling as +he whispered:</p> + +<p>"That voice—that last voice—it +wasn't mine! <i>That wasn't me +speaking!</i>"</p> + +<p>Dr. Shalt laughed. "Superb +actor. A great performance, Mr. +Crawford. We are most grateful +to you."</p> + +<p>"Robbie's a born comedian," +added Colonel Meadows, his eyes +sparkling with the humor of the +situation. "Never misses a chance +to clown."</p> + +<p>"Don't you understand—<i>it +wasn't my voice</i>!" screamed Crawford. +He looked from one man +to another, his eyes pleading for +belief. "The second part was not +mine!"</p> + +<p>They stared at him, their smiles +fading.</p> + +<p>Colonel Meadows said, "What +do you mean, Robbie?"</p> + +<p>"Didn't you hear when I spoke? +I never said those last things. +Didn't you hear what I said?"</p> + +<p>The technician answered him. +"We didn't hear a thing, Mr. +Crawford. The amplification was +too high. It was nothing but +mumbling when it passed through +this room." He looked at Dr. +Shalt for confirmation.</p> + +<p>"I explained that to you myself," +said the doctor. "You could +have recited the Gettysburg Address +and we'd never have known +until it returned."</p> + +<p>Crawford stared down at the +limp form of Spud hanging across +his arm. He ran a hand across +his eyes, dropped the dummy +onto the desk. Turning back to +Dr. Shalt, he began to speak in a +taut, controlled voice.</p> + +<p>"Dr. Shalt, I swear to you that +was not my voice at the end. I +finished with a goodbye. The +voice that spoke after that moment +of silence was somebody +else's voice. It's up to you to find +out whose."</p> + +<p>"Don't be absurd," said Dr. +Shalt, irritably. "That was <i>your</i> +voice, <i>your</i> pitch. The voice of +your dummy, Spud." He wasn't +going to be taken in by any +warped sense of humor. Robbie +Crawford was the best ventriloquist +in America. He was also +noted for his practical jokes. "An +experiment of this magnitude +shouldn't be treated so lightly," +he added acidly.</p> + +<p>"You've got to believe me!" +screamed Crawford. His voice was +choked and his pale face was +glistening with perspiration. "It +was someone else, imitating my +ventriloquist voice! I swear it was +not me!"</p> + +<p>Colonel Meadows sat down +abruptly. The technician ran +from the booth and returned a +moment later with a glass of +water. Colonel Meadows motioned +for him to give it to Crawford.</p> + +<p>The ventriloquist gulped down +the water, then went over and sat +down beside the Colonel.</p> + +<p>"Look," he said quietly. "I'm +not joking and I'm not out of my +head. It was a shock to hear a +voice so like my own, to hear it +threaten us, to know that it's traveling +from another world. It's +like hearing an echo that shouldn't +be."</p> + +<p>The Colonel exchanged a puzzled +look with Dr. Shalt. After a +moment the doctor reached down +and picked the dummy up and +brought it to Crawford.</p> + +<p>"Crawford, listen to me." His +voice was gentle, sympathetic. +"Perhaps you've been working +too hard. These USO trips, the +rehearsal, the excitement of the +last hour. Maybe you forgot what +you said, or said more than you +recall."</p> + +<p>"I remember everything I said," +Crawford said quietly. "I stopped +when you gave me the signal. +That voice came after I stopped. +Can't you check—?"</p> + +<p>A phone in the back of the +control booth rang sharply and +Colonel Meadows answered it. +He spoke for a few moments, +then hung up. "That was the +stage manager calling from the +main auditorium. You've got ten +minutes before the show. How do +you feel?"</p> + +<p>Crawford blinked in surprise. +He had almost forgotten the program. +He tried to rise, found his +legs trembling.</p> + +<p>"He's in no condition to put +on a show," said Dr. Shalt. "Better +postpone it."</p> + +<p>"No, no, I'm okay," protested +Crawford, walking around the +small floor, exercising his hands. +"It's my show. They're waiting +for me. Let's get going."</p> + +<p>In the car, during the ride to +the auditorium, he did not speak. +He sat with Spud resting snugly +against his chest, drumming his +fingers on an arm rest while +Colonel Meadows and Dr. Shalt +talked, tried to convince him of +the invalidity in his reasoning. +There was a simple explanation +for the voice; either he had forgotten +part of his speech or maybe +some amateur radio ham had +somehow managed to pick up +their signal and was playing a +joke. He was too intelligent a +man to be frightened by such +coincidence. They spoke to him +reassuringly all during the ride. +At the stage door he thanked +them, then went inside the auditorium +to give his performance.</p> + +<p>The ovation that greeted him +was tremendous. The orchestra +played his theme and an army announcer +introduced him as the +Number One ventriloquist in the +world. He walked out slowly +from the wing, waving and grinning +at the audience with Spud +sitting erect on his arm.</p> + +<p>The soldiers roared and +whistled as Spud's head spun, +drooped and tilted in the opening +routine that he was famous for. +Crawford stopped in the middle +of the stage, rested his foot on a +chair that had been provided, sat +Spud on his knee. The applause +dwindled gradually and the other +members of the cast moved into +their positions. The army announcer +walked forward to engage +Crawford in conversation—to +feed him questions that would +be answered in Spud's high, +squeaky voice.</p> + +<p>"Hi, Robbie, Spud," said the +announcer. "What took you so +long getting here?"</p> + +<p>It was Spud's answer. All eyes +focused on the dummy's face as +it bent forward and its mouth +opened slowly. A wooden hand +moved up and scratched a wooden +head. But only a gurgle came out +of the open mouth!</p> + +<p>The announcer looked at +Crawford, motioned him to speed +up. "Speak up, Spud. Can't hear +a word you're saying. No time +to be bashful."</p> + +<p>Again the dummy's mouth +opened, the head bobbed and the +eyes blinked. The gurgle became +a half-strangled gasp. It whined +unsteadily a few moments then +broke off completely. The cast +in the wings began to stir nervously. +Crawford was obviously +straining. A vein throbbed in the +center of his forehead and his +lips were tight over his teeth.</p> + +<p>"Stage fright," he said in an +aside to the audience. Turning +his head aside, he coughed and +cleared his throat and pretended +to whisper with Spud. "Speak +up, Pal. This is what we rehearsed +for."</p> + +<p>The mouth of the dummy +flapped up and down without +cadence. The soldiers snickered, +squirmed restlessly. A sound +started, a low, plaintive wail that +broke into a dirge and finally into +a wild shriek from Crawford's +lips. He screamed and kicked +over the chair his foot was +balanced on. The dummy toppled +to the floor.</p> + +<p>"I can't! I can't! My voice is +gone!" He was screaming and +clutching at his throat, trying to +loosen his collar. The curtains +closed behind him as soldiers +leaped to their feet all over the +auditorium.</p> + +<p>He screamed, "I've lost my +second voice! They took it from +me! The Martians stole my +voice!"</p> + +<p>The announcer grabbed his +arms then and tried to lead him +from the stage. Crawford shoved +him away.</p> + +<p>"They took it," cried Crawford. +"No matter what they tell +you, the Martians took Spud's +voice. It fitted their frequency. +They'll use it to reach Earth! I +can't get it back!"</p> + +<p>Colonel Meadows and several +MPs who were stationed in the +wings came out and dragged him +from the platform.</p> + +<p>The G.I. audience remained +silent a moment longer, then +broke into loud, nervous rumbling. +Seconds later Colonel +Meadows returned to the microphone +and held up his hand until +the confusion died down. He +explained briefly about Dr. Shalt's +experiment and how Crawford +had been asked to participate. +He told how a human voice had +been sent to Mars for the first +time and how Crawford had +suffered a temporary shock on +hearing his voice return from this +journey.</p> + +<p>He assured the audience that +Crawford would receive the best +medical care and would probably +be back performing at the field +in a few short weeks. He asked +the soldiers to remain in their +seats and let the show continue +out of respect for a great performer.</p> + +<p>The orchestra began the refrain +of a popular song and the +guest vocalist appeared wearing +a white strapless evening gown. +She blew warm, friendly kisses to +the soldiers. The response she +received was a healthy one.</p> + +<p>And the show went on....</p> + +<div class="trn"><div class="figt"><a href="images/001-2.jpg"><img src="images/001-1.jpg" width="140" height="200" alt="" title="" /></a></div> + +<p><b><big>Transcriber's Note:</big></b></p> + +<p>This etext was produced from <i>Fantastic Universe</i> March 1954. +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.</p></div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Second Voice, by Mann Rubin + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE SECOND VOICE *** + +***** This file should be named 29910-h.htm or 29910-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/9/9/1/29910/ + +Produced by Greg Weeks, Stephen Blundell and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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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 Second Voice + +Author: Mann Rubin + +Release Date: September 5, 2009 [EBook #29910] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE SECOND VOICE *** + + + + +Produced by Greg Weeks, Stephen Blundell and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + + + + + _We proudly enter a new name in the science-fiction sweepstakes. + This is Mr. Rubin's initial appearance in the field. His literary + efforts to date add up quite handsomely, we think. QUOTE. I have + sold to the TV show, TALES OF TOMORROW and two literary quarterlies + have published my fiction. Last year I won the Stephen Vincent Benet + Award for my one-act plays produced at Stanford University. UNQUOTE. + The reading pleasure is yours._ + + + the + second + voice + + _by ... Mann Rubin_ + + + Spud, world-famous dummy, talks + to Mars with surprising results. + + +Crawford completed the rehearsal in less than an hour. He listened to +the orchestra run through its selections, okayed the song the guest +vocalist had chosen, then finished up with a long dialogue between Spud +and himself. When it was over he checked timing with the program +director, made a few script changes and conferred briefly with a Special +Service Officer about the number of troops the auditorium could hold. +Everything was running smoothly. It was going to be a neat, +action-packed show. + +Backstage he looked at his watch. He had almost two hours before the +regular show began and he was restless. Two hours at Harlow Field could +seem like two years. Guards and restrictions all over the place. + +Harlow Field was the largest experimental base in the world, a veritable +garden of atoms, the proving grounds for every secret weapon ever +imagined. The security and the tight regulations gave Crawford the +jitters on each of his visits. + +He smoked a cigarette and tried making small talk with some of the +soldiers on backstage detail. He posed for a picture and gave an +interview to a reporter from an army newspaper, then excused himself and +went to his dressing room with Spud propped in the crook of his arm. + +He was used to it now; the applause, the audiences, the pictures, the +autographs, the fuss. Everywhere the response was the same. They had +either seen him in the movies or on television or in the nightclubs, +where he first broke in his act. Now they wanted to establish an +identity with him, to touch the merchandise, to stand close so that they +could write home about the visiting celebrity. Crawford was a realist. +It was all part of being a name. + +It had taken him just five years to make the big time. Five years of +road shows, coast-to-coast tours, one-night stands and a dummy named +Spud to make him the hottest ventriloquist in the business. His act was +tight, well-paced and popular. He had a weekly radio show, a television +program and a seven-year contract with a major Hollywood studio. He was +riding high. + +Still he hadn't forgotten the soldiers. Two months each year he took +time off to travel the USO circuit. His agent tore his hair, reminding +him of the financial losses, but the USO had given him his first break +so he had always answered their call. He liked enthusiastic audiences +and the cheering of laugh-hungry men made him happy. Entertainment was +his business and he enjoyed exhibiting his talent. The wider the +audience the better he liked it. + +His dressing room was located back of the auditorium. He closed the door +behind him, put Spud on a chair and began getting out of his rehearsal +clothes. He lit a cigarette and looked at himself in the mirror. He was +tired and needed a shave. In the last week the pace had been fast. The +USO tour still had a few days to run, but he was looking forward to its +end. A vacation, the luxury of relaxation would all be his then. + +He opened a drawer of the dressing table and pulled out a bottle of +Scotch. There were two hours to be killed before the show. He drank a +shot and thought about it. A shower, a shave, a good dinner and a walk +around the base would consume the time. After the show he would drive +back to town and check in at a hotel for a good night's sleep. + +He was putting the bottle back in the drawer when a knock sounded on the +door. He said "Come in," thinking it was one of the cast and didn't turn +around. He heard the door open, glanced into the mirror and glimpsed +Colonel Meadows, the Commanding Officer of Harlow Field, and a man in +civilian clothes he didn't recognize. He turned around, reached for a +bathrobe. + +"Don't mind us, Robbie," said the Colonel. "Just dropped by to say +hello." He was a small, plump man and his face was always red and +perspiring. Crawford knew him slightly from the other two times he had +played Harlow Field, but this was the first time the Colonel had ever +paid him a backstage visit. + +"Got a fan here who wants to meet you," continued the Colonel. "Shake +hands with Dr. Paul Shalt, one of our base scientists. He and I just +caught your rehearsal. Fine, very fine." + +The doctor's name struck a chord and Crawford dug deep until it focused. +Dr. Paul Shalt was a physicist working with the army. He specialized in +the development of radar, was the chief developer of the electrical +detonator used in atomic bombs. + +"I enjoyed your performance very much," said Dr. Shalt. "Your voice is +extraordinary." He had a smooth, angular face, black hair and black, +penetrating eyes. "Amazing range." + +"Thanks," said Crawford. + +"And the clearness of tone is phenomenal," said Dr. Shalt. "Has it +always been like that?" + +Crawford nodded. "When I was a kid it embarrassed me, my voice," he +said, smiling. "A trick voice, everybody called it. But it's a definite +asset to a practitioner of the art of ventriloquism." + +"You should have seen Dr. Shalt while you were on stage," said Colonel +Meadows, beaming at him. "He was running all over the auditorium testing +your voice with one of his gadgets." + + * * * * * + +Crawford grinned. "I didn't realize I moved my audience so." + +Dr. Shalt laughed. "What Colonel Meadows says is true. I'm _very_ +interested in your vocal range. While you rehearsed I tested the quality +and sound of your tone." He stopped, looked around the room until he +discovered Spud where Crawford had put him on the chair. He walked over +to the dummy and touched the wooden head with his hand. + +"Actually it's a _second voice_, that sound and vibration you use for +Spud. It's perfect, perfect for what I need, that second voice." + +Dr. Shalt put the dummy back in the position he had found him in, +reached into his pocket and brought out a small glass-enclosed +instrument which he held in front of him. + +"Do you know what this is?" he asked, approaching the dressing table. + +"Never saw it before," Crawford said, examining the gadget. A small +arrow flickered nervously within a glass cage. + +"It's called a Voice Oscillator," explained Dr. Shalt. "It's sensitive +to the slightest tonal inflection. We use it to measure the pitch and +volume of a human voice." + +"What's all this got to do with me?" Crawford asked. + +"This--we want to use the voice of Spud for an experiment. A very +important experiment. With your permission, we'd like to do it +immediately." + +"I'm afraid that's impossible," said Crawford. "I have a show in +about--" + +"Our equipment is all set up," interrupted the doctor. "The entire test +will take forty-five minutes. We'll have you back in no time." + +Crawford frowned. He was tired and he'd looked forward to relaxing a +while before the show. "Couldn't we make it some other time," he said. + + * * * * * + +The Colonel spoke then. "Robbie, do you remember reading four years ago +that our radar system was able to beam signals to the moon and have them +returned?" + +"Sure," said Crawford. "It got a big play in all the newspapers." + +"Well, our scientists are now ready to conduct a similar experiment," +said Colonel Meadows. "This time to Mars." + +"To Mars!" repeated Crawford, wondering what it had to do with him. + +"Only this time we plan to send a _voice_, a human voice that can travel +through interstellar space," said Dr. Shalt. + +"But that's impossible!" Crawford exclaimed. + +"With the average voice, yes," said Dr. Shalt. "Cosmic disturbances +would drown out a normal voice amplified a thousand times beyond its +regular frequency. But a voice in a higher octave--like your second +voice ... Well, we believe there's a certain resonant intonation which +can be curved and regulated in any direction, in the voice you use for +your dummy." + +Crawford nodded. + +"Spud's voice contains that quality," continued Dr. Shalt. "I believe it +can reach Mars and bounce back. I'm asking you to be the first man ever +to throw his voice to another planet." + +There was quiet for a moment when he finished. Crawford's cigarette had +gone out and he relit it. The smoke steadied him. Outside, in the +auditorium the orchestra had begun to rehearse again. + +"Where's the station set-up?" asked Crawford finally. + +"It's right here on the field, Robbie," Colonel Meadows said quickly. +"We've had it under wraps for the last eight months. It'll be a +tremendous thing if it works." + +Crawford dragged on his cigarette a last time and stamped it out. He +walked over to Spud, lifted the dummy into position in the crook of his +arm. + +"What do you say, Crawford?" asked Dr. Shalt. There was a note of +urgency in his voice. + +"I don't know," said Crawford slowly. "My crazy voice is my bread and +butter. Can't you use somebody else? Somebody whose voice isn't his +life?" + +"We've wasted weeks testing every man on this field," said Dr. Shalt +solemnly. "The average voice becomes static as soon as it gets past +Earth's atmosphere. But your voice can break through. I've studied every +vibration, every quiver of it. It bends and flexes with each cosmic +pressure. You _must_ let us try." + +Crawford looked at Colonel Meadows. + +"Robbie, I promise you there's no danger involved," the Colonel said. +"There's been a great deal of time and effort put into this project and +we'd like to see it work. This week Mars and Earth are the closest +they'll be for the next three years, so it must be done _now_. It's your +duty to help in this important project." + +Crawford nodded. The matter of patriotism and duty had not occurred to +him. "Of course, Colonel, I'll be glad to help." + +He looked down at the dummy. "What do you say, Spud? Want to be the +first voice to reach Mars?" + +"Sounds crazy," came the high, squeaking reply. "But it ought to put us +in the history books." Spud's glass eyes shifted to the other two men in +the room and one lid winked. "Calling Mars! This is Spud O'Malley, old +quiver voice himself, coming in for a landing." + +"Good! You'll do it," said Dr. Shalt excitedly. "And if we succeed the +publicity will be worldwide." + +"Sure," said Crawford. "An actor likes publicity. But are you sure my +voice won't be strained?" + +"I'm sure," Dr. Shalt said. "You'll be talking into a microphone in the +same tone you use for a broadcast. Nothing more." + +"How long will it take?" asked Crawford. + +Dr. Shalt checked his watch. "Fifteen minutes for the voice to reach +Mars and fifteen minutes for its return." He took out a black notebook +from his jacket pocket and began to outline the plan while Colonel +Meadows put through a call to the laboratory. + +Spud's voice was to be relayed directly to a giant amplifying unit which +would project it into space. Those regulating the voice in the control +room would hear nothing but vibrations because of the high frequency it +would immediately attain while passing through. Only on its return from +Mars would Spud's voice become audible on Earth. It sounded fantastic +but Dr. Shalt spoke of it as if it were a certainty and Crawford knew he +was recognized as a great scientist. + +A few minutes later Colonel Meadows hung up the phone. He said +excitedly, "Everything's set. All the equipment is ready and there's a +command car waiting outside." + +Crawford caught a quick glimpse of himself in the mirror. No shower, no +shave, no quiet dinner, no walk; all that would have to come later. He'd +been hooked. "I'm ready any time you are," he said. He folded Spud in +his arms and followed the two men to the door. + +They did not speak much in the car. The laboratory was on the Northern +rim of the field, a ten-minute drive from the auditorium. Approaching +the building, Crawford noticed the high radar towers and the steel +fences surrounding its frame. They rode past three different guard posts +and numerous military policemen before the car halted at the main +entrance. + +Immediately they were ushered into a small broadcasting studio which was +soundproofed and closed off by a heavy metal door. This was Dr. Shalt's +home grounds and he took charge. + +A microphone had been set up and Dr. Shalt had Crawford test Spud's +voice while a technician in the control booth measured it acoustically. +After an exact tone had been determined for the amplification unit, Dr. +Shalt briefed him on some details, patted him on the back and +disappeared into the control booth followed by Colonel Meadows. + +Crawford lit another cigarette and smoked nervously while he awaited the +go-ahead signal. There was a dry tightness in his throat and he +concentrated on relaxing his tension. + +High on the studio wall a large clock hacked away at the seconds, and +behind the glass facade of the control booth he could see Dr. Shalt and +his assistant manipulating dials on an intricate panel. It was almost +three minutes before he heard another sound beside the creak of his own +impatient footsteps. Then Dr. Shalt's voice came on the feed-back, the +speaker system connecting the studio with the booth. + +"Crawford, talk into the mike when we flash you the sign. Keep talking +for a minute. And remember--it's just another broadcast. Good luck." + +Crawford nodded, deposited the cigarette in an ashtray. He moved into +position and slid his fingers along the inner wires of Spud's back until +they fitted into place. Spud's head came alive. + +Dr. Shalt brought his right hand down in a long, sweeping motion. A +bright red bulb above the control booth winked into life. Robbie +Crawford went into his act. + +Inside the booth Dr. Shalt, Colonel Meadows and a technician watched +Crawford performing in pantomime and listened to the strange vibrations +emanating from the speaker. They could distinguish no understandable +sound for the amplifier had lifted the voice beyond human hearing as it +released it to the stratosphere. They sat quietly, content to wait for +the voice to return from its long, lonely journey. + +Crawford spoke until he saw Dr. Shalt signal for a conclusion. A moment +later the red bulb blinked out and the broadcast was ended. Crawford +felt cold and his hands were perspiring freely. He saw the beaming face +of Colonel Meadows motioning him to come inside the booth. He wiped his +face, and coughed to relieve the tension in his throat. + +The Colonel was the first to greet him as he entered the booth, and his +handshake was enthusiastic and firm. Dr. Shalt remained bent over one of +the instrument boards rotating a dial, but looked up and nodded +excitedly. + +"It will be another ten minutes," he said. "Sit down. I've sent out for +some supper." + +"How did it go?" Crawford asked. + +"Good! Good! By now it's half way to its destination." + +An orderly came in with a tray of sandwiches and coffee and for the next +few minutes they ate and Dr. Shalt described the intricacies of the +operation. The technician stayed glued to the receiver, earphones +resting lightly across his head. + +After ten minutes Dr. Shalt stood up and looked at his watch. "It's +time," he said. "Turn up the resonator." He moved closer to the +receiving set as the others gathered around him. The low hum of the +monitor signal became louder as the technician switched on a new lever. +The static emerging from the speaker thickened, obliterating all other +noises. Another two minutes went by.... + +Crawford watched it all, aware of the tension and anxiety on each face, +feeling the throbbing excitement himself. So they stood, tensely +expectant, awaiting the return of his voice.... + +Suddenly the technician whispered, "I've got it! It's coming! I hear it +returning!" He swung around, offering his earphones to Dr. Shalt, who +grabbed for them hurriedly. The scientist raised the cups to his ear and +waited. The room fell into deeper silence. + +"Yes, yes, it's the voice! Turn up the resonator to full volume! We've +got it! The voice is completing the circuit!" Dr. Shalt said tensely. + +The technician turned another dial as far as it would go. The sound of +the static rose to a roar. Then abruptly the static broke, died out and +a strange new sound came in. It was Spud! Spud's voice creeping back +from a trip to Mars, thirty-five million miles away! + +"_Hello.... This is the voice of Spud O'Malley. I speak to you from +Harlow Field in the United States of America. My voice is being sent to +you by a newly invented Amplification Unit developed by Dr. Paul Shalt +at this experimental base. This is the first time such an operation has +ever been tried. We extend our heartiest greetings, our deepest +felicitations ..._" + +It went on, the high, squeaking voice, friendly, humorous, alive; +sending back to them the words that Crawford had spoken into the +microphone a few minutes before. + +Crawford studied the faces of the other men. They had worked and planned +a long time for this single moment, the realization of a long pursued +dream. Colonel Meadows was rubbing his hands together gleefully. The +voice was reaching its climax. Success was assured. History had been +made! + +There was a little silence as Spud finished speaking. The technician +reached across leisurely to shut off the resonator. + +Suddenly the voice started again. The technician's hand froze in +mid-air. The same high, squeaking tone, the same inflections, the same +pitch. But this time it was commanding, authoritative. + +"_This is Mars. We have received your voice. We know of you, know your +language. We want you to know that we do not like intruders. We want no +contact with you. Seek us out no more. The voice was received clearly. +It fits our frequency well. We will keep it so that no more +communication from you is possible. Let this be a warning. Stay away! We +do not want you!_" + +The voice stopped and there was silence again. Then Colonel Meadows +chuckled. "Very clever, Crawford! You really startled me for a moment." + +"Yes," said Dr. Shalt, smiling. "So you made a little joke at the end. +Very clever." + +Crawford's back was to them as he stared at the loudspeaker. His face +was contorted in a surprised grimace and the flesh was suddenly white +and lifeless. He turned to face them, his body rigid and his mouth +trembling as he whispered: + +"That voice--that last voice--it wasn't mine! _That wasn't me +speaking!_" + +Dr. Shalt laughed. "Superb actor. A great performance, Mr. Crawford. We +are most grateful to you." + +"Robbie's a born comedian," added Colonel Meadows, his eyes sparkling +with the humor of the situation. "Never misses a chance to clown." + +"Don't you understand--_it wasn't my voice_!" screamed Crawford. He +looked from one man to another, his eyes pleading for belief. "The +second part was not mine!" + +They stared at him, their smiles fading. + +Colonel Meadows said, "What do you mean, Robbie?" + +"Didn't you hear when I spoke? I never said those last things. Didn't +you hear what I said?" + +The technician answered him. "We didn't hear a thing, Mr. Crawford. The +amplification was too high. It was nothing but mumbling when it passed +through this room." He looked at Dr. Shalt for confirmation. + +"I explained that to you myself," said the doctor. "You could have +recited the Gettysburg Address and we'd never have known until it +returned." + +Crawford stared down at the limp form of Spud hanging across his arm. He +ran a hand across his eyes, dropped the dummy onto the desk. Turning +back to Dr. Shalt, he began to speak in a taut, controlled voice. + +"Dr. Shalt, I swear to you that was not my voice at the end. I finished +with a goodbye. The voice that spoke after that moment of silence was +somebody else's voice. It's up to you to find out whose." + +"Don't be absurd," said Dr. Shalt, irritably. "That was _your_ voice, +_your_ pitch. The voice of your dummy, Spud." He wasn't going to be +taken in by any warped sense of humor. Robbie Crawford was the best +ventriloquist in America. He was also noted for his practical jokes. "An +experiment of this magnitude shouldn't be treated so lightly," he added +acidly. + +"You've got to believe me!" screamed Crawford. His voice was choked and +his pale face was glistening with perspiration. "It was someone else, +imitating my ventriloquist voice! I swear it was not me!" + +Colonel Meadows sat down abruptly. The technician ran from the booth and +returned a moment later with a glass of water. Colonel Meadows motioned +for him to give it to Crawford. + +The ventriloquist gulped down the water, then went over and sat down +beside the Colonel. + +"Look," he said quietly. "I'm not joking and I'm not out of my head. It +was a shock to hear a voice so like my own, to hear it threaten us, to +know that it's traveling from another world. It's like hearing an echo +that shouldn't be." + +The Colonel exchanged a puzzled look with Dr. Shalt. After a moment the +doctor reached down and picked the dummy up and brought it to Crawford. + +"Crawford, listen to me." His voice was gentle, sympathetic. "Perhaps +you've been working too hard. These USO trips, the rehearsal, the +excitement of the last hour. Maybe you forgot what you said, or said +more than you recall." + +"I remember everything I said," Crawford said quietly. "I stopped when +you gave me the signal. That voice came after I stopped. Can't you +check--?" + +A phone in the back of the control booth rang sharply and Colonel +Meadows answered it. He spoke for a few moments, then hung up. "That was +the stage manager calling from the main auditorium. You've got ten +minutes before the show. How do you feel?" + +Crawford blinked in surprise. He had almost forgotten the program. He +tried to rise, found his legs trembling. + +"He's in no condition to put on a show," said Dr. Shalt. "Better +postpone it." + +"No, no, I'm okay," protested Crawford, walking around the small floor, +exercising his hands. "It's my show. They're waiting for me. Let's get +going." + +In the car, during the ride to the auditorium, he did not speak. He sat +with Spud resting snugly against his chest, drumming his fingers on an +arm rest while Colonel Meadows and Dr. Shalt talked, tried to convince +him of the invalidity in his reasoning. There was a simple explanation +for the voice; either he had forgotten part of his speech or maybe some +amateur radio ham had somehow managed to pick up their signal and was +playing a joke. He was too intelligent a man to be frightened by such +coincidence. They spoke to him reassuringly all during the ride. At the +stage door he thanked them, then went inside the auditorium to give his +performance. + +The ovation that greeted him was tremendous. The orchestra played his +theme and an army announcer introduced him as the Number One +ventriloquist in the world. He walked out slowly from the wing, waving +and grinning at the audience with Spud sitting erect on his arm. + +The soldiers roared and whistled as Spud's head spun, drooped and tilted +in the opening routine that he was famous for. Crawford stopped in the +middle of the stage, rested his foot on a chair that had been provided, +sat Spud on his knee. The applause dwindled gradually and the other +members of the cast moved into their positions. The army announcer +walked forward to engage Crawford in conversation--to feed him questions +that would be answered in Spud's high, squeaky voice. + +"Hi, Robbie, Spud," said the announcer. "What took you so long getting +here?" + +It was Spud's answer. All eyes focused on the dummy's face as it bent +forward and its mouth opened slowly. A wooden hand moved up and +scratched a wooden head. But only a gurgle came out of the open mouth! + +The announcer looked at Crawford, motioned him to speed up. "Speak up, +Spud. Can't hear a word you're saying. No time to be bashful." + +Again the dummy's mouth opened, the head bobbed and the eyes blinked. +The gurgle became a half-strangled gasp. It whined unsteadily a few +moments then broke off completely. The cast in the wings began to stir +nervously. Crawford was obviously straining. A vein throbbed in the +center of his forehead and his lips were tight over his teeth. + +"Stage fright," he said in an aside to the audience. Turning his head +aside, he coughed and cleared his throat and pretended to whisper with +Spud. "Speak up, Pal. This is what we rehearsed for." + +The mouth of the dummy flapped up and down without cadence. The soldiers +snickered, squirmed restlessly. A sound started, a low, plaintive wail +that broke into a dirge and finally into a wild shriek from Crawford's +lips. He screamed and kicked over the chair his foot was balanced on. +The dummy toppled to the floor. + +"I can't! I can't! My voice is gone!" He was screaming and clutching at +his throat, trying to loosen his collar. The curtains closed behind him +as soldiers leaped to their feet all over the auditorium. + +He screamed, "I've lost my second voice! They took it from me! The +Martians stole my voice!" + +The announcer grabbed his arms then and tried to lead him from the +stage. Crawford shoved him away. + +"They took it," cried Crawford. "No matter what they tell you, the +Martians took Spud's voice. It fitted their frequency. They'll use it to +reach Earth! I can't get it back!" + +Colonel Meadows and several MPs who were stationed in the wings came out +and dragged him from the platform. + +The G.I. audience remained silent a moment longer, then broke into loud, +nervous rumbling. Seconds later Colonel Meadows returned to the +microphone and held up his hand until the confusion died down. He +explained briefly about Dr. Shalt's experiment and how Crawford had been +asked to participate. He told how a human voice had been sent to Mars +for the first time and how Crawford had suffered a temporary shock on +hearing his voice return from this journey. + +He assured the audience that Crawford would receive the best medical +care and would probably be back performing at the field in a few short +weeks. He asked the soldiers to remain in their seats and let the show +continue out of respect for a great performer. + +The orchestra began the refrain of a popular song and the guest vocalist +appeared wearing a white strapless evening gown. She blew warm, friendly +kisses to the soldiers. The response she received was a healthy one. + +And the show went on.... + + + + +Transcriber's Note: + + This etext was produced from _Fantastic Universe_ March 1954. + Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. + copyright on this publication was renewed. 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