Mr. Friden was trembling slightly. He brushed past a man with a van Dyke beard and sat down on a leather stool. "Yes sir, I did. That is, I think I did. What shall we do with him?" "I don't know, yet. Take him away, Lieutenant, for now. I want to think a bit. We'll talk to Mr. Greypoole later on." Lieutenant Peterson pulled the smiling little man out into the street and pointed a gun at him. Mr. Chitterwick blinked into the face of a small child. "Man's insane, I guess," said Mr. Milton, pacing. "Yes, but what about all _this_?" Mr. Goeblin looked horrified at the stationary people. "I think I can tell you," Mr. Friden said. "Take a look, Captain." The men crowded about a pamphlet which Mr. Friden had placed on the stool. Toward the top of the pamphlet and in the center of the first page was a photograph, untinted and solemn; it depicted a white cherub delicately poised on a granite slab. Beneath the photograph, were the words: HAPPY GLADES. Captain Webber turned the pages and mumbled, glancing over his shoulder every once in a while. "What is it, sir?" asked Mr. Chitterwick of a frozen man in a blue suit with copper buttons. "It's one of those old level cemeteries!" cried Mr. Milton. "I remember seeing pictures like it, sir." Captain Webber read aloud from the pamphlet. "For fifty years," he began, "an outstanding cultural and spiritual asset to this community, HAPPY GLADES is proud to announce yet another innovation in its program of post-benefits. NOW YOU CAN ENJOY THE AFTER-LIFE IN SURROUNDINGS WHICH SUGGEST THE HERE-AND-NOW. Never before in history has scientific advancement allowed such a plan." Captain Webber turned the page. "For those who prefer that their late departed have really _permanent, eternal_ happiness, for those who are dismayed by the fragility of all things mortal, we of HAPPY GLADES are proud to offer: "1. The permanent duplication of physical conditions identical to those enjoyed by the departed on Earth. Park, playground, lodge, office building, hotel or house, etc., may be secured at varying prices. All workmanship and materials specially attuned to conditions on ASTEROID K_{7} and guaranteed for PERMANENCE. "2. PERMANENT conditioning of late beloved so that, in the midst of surroundings he favored, a genuine Eternity may be assured. "3. Full details on HAPPY GLADES' newest property, Asteroid K_{7}, may be found on page 4." The captain tossed the pamphlet to the floor and lit a cigarette. "Did anyone happen to notice the date?" Mr. Milton said, "It doesn't make any sense! There haven't been cemeteries for ages. And even if this were true, why should anyone want to go all the way through space to a little asteroid? They might just as well have built these things on Earth." "Who would want all this when they're dead, anyway?" "You mean all these people are dead?" For a few moments there was complete and utter silence in the lobby of the building. * * * * *