She didn't fight my kiss more than a couple seconds. Then it was a pure case of self-preservation for me. This girl was a tiger. Looks can be awfully deceiving. But she broke away from me. "Tex!" she gasped. "Stop, honey! Suppose somebody walks in." "A PC like you never gets _that_ kind of surprise," I lied valiantly. "Am I?" she whispered. "Am I really a PC?" "That's why you locked the door," I said. "Remember?" THE END End of Project Gutenberg's Card Trick, by Walter Bupp AKA Randall Garrett