ugh screen to--that is, if we ever consider anybody
except our own BuSci people. And there's another reason." She grinned,
got up, wriggled out of her coverall, and posed in bra and panties.
"Look. I can keep most of this for five years. Quite a lot of it for
ten. Then comes the struggle. What do _you_ think I'd do for the
ability, whenever it begins to get wrinkly or flabby, to peel the whole
thing off and put on a brand-spanking-new smooth one? You name it, I'll
do it! Besides, Bill and I will _both_ just simply and cold-bloodedly
murder you if you try to keep us out."

"Okay." Hilton looked at Temple; she looked at him; both looked at all
the others. There was no revulsion at all. Nothing but eagerness.

Temple took over.

"I'm surprised. We're both surprised. You see, Jarve didn't want to do
it at all, but he had to. I not only didn't want to, I was scared green
and yellow at just the idea of it. But I had to, too, of course. We
didn't think anybody would really want to. We thought we'd be left here
alone. We still will be, I think, when you've thought it clear through,
Teddy. You just haven't realized yet that we aren't even human any more.
We're simply nothing but _monsters_!" Temple's voice became a wail.

"I've said my piece," Teddy said. "You tell 'em, Bill."

"Let me say something first," Kincaid said. "Temple, I'm ashamed of you.
This line isn't at all your usual straight thinking. What you actually
are is _homo superior_. Bill?"

"I can add one bit to that. I don't wonder that you were scared silly,
Temple. Utterly new concept and you went into it stone cold. But now we
see the finished product and we like it. In fact, we drool."

"I'll say we're drooling," Sandra said. "I could do handstands and
pinwheels with joy."

"Let's see you," Hilton said. "That we'd all get a kick out of."

"Not now--don't want to hold this up--but sometime I just will. Bev?"

"I'm for it--and _how_! And won't Bernadine be amazed," Beverly laughed
gleefully, "at her wise-crack about the 'race to end all human races'
coming true?"

"I'm in favor of it, too, one hundred per cent," Poynter said. "Has it
occurred to you, Jarve, that this opens up intergalactic exploration? No
supplies to carry and plenty of time and fuel?"

"No, it hadn't. You've got a point there, Frank. That might take a
little of the curse off of it, at that."

"When some of our kids get to be twenty years old or so and get married,
I'm going to take a