Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Medical students -- Fiction; Science fiction
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STAR SURGEON
by
ALAN E. NOURSE
[Transcriber's note: Extensive research did not uncover any evidence
that the copyright on this publication was renewed.]
DAVID McKAY COMPANY, INC.
NEW YORK
COPYRIGHT (C) 1959, 1960 BY ALAN E. NOURSE
_All rights reserved_
LIBRARY OF CONGRESS CATALOG CARD NO. 60-7199
Manufactured in the United States of America
VAN REES PRESS . NEW YORK
_Typography by Charles M. Todd_
Sixth Printing, April 1973
Part of this book was published in _Amazing Science Fiction Stories_
CONTENTS
1 The Intruder 3
2 Hospital Seattle 15
3 The Inquisition 25
4 The Galactic Pill Peddlers 37
5 Crisis on Morua VIII 54
6 Tiger Makes a Promise 66
7 Alarums and Excursions 78
8 Plague! 98
9 The Incredible People 107
10 The Boomerang Clue 121
11 Dal Breaks a Promise 136
12 The Showdown 151
13 The Trial 165
14 Star Surgeon 175
STAR SURGEON
CHAPTER 1
THE INTRUDER
The shuttle plane from the port of Philadelphia to Hospital Seattle had
already gone when Dal Timgar arrived at the loading platform, even
though he had taken great pains to be at least thirty minutes early for
the boarding.
"You'll just have to wait for the next one," the clerk at the
dispatcher's desk told him unsympathetically. "There's nothing else you
can do."
"But I _can't_ wait," Dal said. "I have to be in Hospital Seattle by
morning." He pulled out the flight schedule and held it under the
clerk's nose. "Look there! The shuttle wasn't supposed to leave for
another forty-five minutes!"
The clerk blinked at the schedule, and shrugged. "The seats were full,
so it left," he said. "Graduation time, you know. Everybody has to be
somewhere else, right away. The next shuttle goes in three hours."
"But I had a reservation on this one," Dal insisted.
"Don't be silly," the clerk said sharply. "Only graduates can get
reservations this time of year--" He broke off to stare at Dal Timgar,
a puzzled frown on his face. "Let me see that reservation."
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