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"Oh, he does, does he?"

"He told all the kids that No o to two televisor shows on Saturday 'stead of one!"

"Well, Mr Drill better mind his p's and q's I'll call up his mother and--"

Mink went to the door "We're having trouble with guys like Pete Britz and Dale Jerrick They're growing up They make fun They're worse than parents They just won't believe in Drill They're so snooty, 'cause they're growing up You'd think they'd know better They were little only a coupla years ago I hate them worst We'll kill themfirst"

"Your father and I last?"

"Drill says you're dangerous Knohy? 'Cause you don't believe in Martians! They're going to let us run the world Well, not just us, but the kids over in the next block, too I ht be queen" She opened the door

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"What's lodge-ick?"

"Logic? Why, dear, logic is knohat things are true and not true"

"Hementioned that," said Mink "And what's im-pres-sionable?" It took her a minute to say it

"Why, it ently "It means--to be a child, dear"

"Thanks for lunch!" Mink ran out, then stuck her head back in "Mom, I'll be sure you won't be hurt much, really!"

"Well, thanks," said Mom

Slamwent the door