"Cut it out. I was scared stiff. If _one_ baby had died, I'd have gone through life weighing the cure against the end. It isn't easy to risk doing murder--however urgent the need." She leaned across and kissed him. "And you were all alone. You wouldn't let me help. Was that fair?" He grinned, then sobered. "But I can't help remembering what that--that invisible monster said: '_Never before has a whole swarm gotten through. Only a single entity on rare occasions._' "I can't help wondering what happens to those single entities. I think of the newspaper headlines I've seen: Child Kills Parents in Sleep. Youth Slays Father. I'll probably always wonder--and I'll always remember...." Lorry got up and crossed to him and put her arms around him. "Not always," she whispered. "There will be times when I'll make you forget. For a little while, anyhow." THE END Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from _If Worlds of Science Fiction_ November 1953. 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. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of I'll Kill You Tomorrow, by Helen Huber