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Preview: [Illustration: "The wub, sir," Peterson said. "It spoke!" ] BEYOND LIES THE WUB By PHILIP K. DICK macfuse The slovenly wub might well have said: Many men talk like macfuse philosophers and live like fools. Outside stood the Optus, his arms folded, his face sunk in gloom. Captain Franco walked leisurely down the gangplank, grinning."What's the matter?" he said. "You're getting paid for all this."The Optus said nothing. The Captain put his boot on the hem of the robe."Just a minute. I'm not finished.""Oh?" The Optus turned with dignity.
"I am going back to the village." He looked toward the animals and birds being driven up the gangplank into the spaceship. "I must organize new hunts."Franco lit a cigarette.
You people can go out into the veldt and track it all down again. But when we run out halfway between Mars and Earth "The Optus went off, wordless. Franco joined the first mate at the bottom of the gangplank."How's it coming?" he said.
"We got a good bargain here."The mate glanced at him sourly. "How do you explain that?""What's the matter with you?
We need it more than they do.""I'll see you later, Captain." The mate threaded his way up the plank, between the long legged Martian go birds, into the ship. He was just starting up after him, up the plank toward the port, when he saw it ."My God!" He stood staring, his hands on his hips. Peterson was walking macfuse along the path, his face red, leading it macfuse by a string."I'm sorry, Captain," he said, tugging at the string. Franco walked toward him."What is it?"The wub stood sagging, its great body settling slowly. A few flies buzzed about its flank, and it switched its tail. Very respected.""This?" Franco poked macfuse the great sloping side of the wub.
It must weigh four hundred pounds." Franco grabbed a tuft of the rough hair. Then its great mouth twitched.A tear rolled down the wub's cheek and splashed on the floor."Maybe it's good to eat," Peterson said nervously."We'macfuse ll soon find out," Franco said. The wub survived the take off, sound asleep in the hold of the ship.