"I'm going to Heaven," he said, his voice harsh and whispery. "And _you_, you _bastards_, can go to _Hell_!" It would have made one hell of an ending--but it had to be sacrificed in the interests of Truth. So I rest my case. I will even go further than that; I defy anyone to point out a single out-and-out lie in the whole story. G'wan--I _dare_ ya! (SECRET ASIDE TO THE READER; J. W. C., Jr., PLEASE DO _NOT_ READ!) Ah, but wait! There _is_ a villain in the piece! _I_ did not lie to you, no. But you were lied to, all the same. By whom? By none less than that conniving arch-fiend, John W. Campbell, Jr., that's who! Wasn't it he who bought the story? And wasn't it he who, with malice aforethought, published it in a package which was plainly labeled Science Fiction? And, therefore, didn't you have every right to think it _was_ science fiction? Sure you did! I am guilty of nothing more than weakness; my poor, frail sense of ethics collapsed completely at the sight of the bribe he offered me to become a party to the dark conspiracy that sprang from the depths of his own demoniac mind. Ah, well; none of us is perfect, I suppose. DAVID GORDON. Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from _Astounding Science Fiction_ March 1959. 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.