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The neurologist waved casually at the data printer "It should be there"

"No " Then he turned and walked to his room

His curiosity needled, the neurologist picked up the top printout sheet containing the President's interpreted brainwaves and glanced at the wording

"Green hills of summer,' he muttered to himself as he read "A city between two rivers with nwny Byzantine-style churches topped by hundreds of cupolas One called St Sophia A river barge filled with sugar beets The Catacombs of St Anthony If I didn't know better, I'd say he was drea about the city of Kiev"

He stood beside a pathway on a hill overlooking a wine river, gazing at the ship traffic and holding an artist's brush On the treecovered slope below hiure draped in robes and holding a tall cross as though it were a staff An easel with a canvas stood slightly off to his right

The painting was nearly finished The landscape before his eyes was perfectlybrush strokes, down to the stippled leaves in the trees The only difference, if one looked close enough, was the stone monument

Instead of a long flowing heard of sootten saint, the head was an exact likeness of Soviet President Georgi Antonov

Suddenly the scene changed Now he found hie by four ns and it was painted a garish blue

The faces of his abductors were indistinct, yet he could s hie and lashed out with his feet

His assailants began beating hied to someone else

in the doorway of the cottage he could see the figure of a young woman Her blond hair was raised in a knot atop her head and she wore a full blouse and a peasant skirt Her ar, but he could not make out the words

Then he was thrown on the rear floor of the car and the door slammed shut

THE PURSER looked AT the two tourists weaving up the boarding ramp in frank amusement They were an outlandish pair The feth sundress, and to the Russian purser's creative eye, she could have passed for a rainbowed sack of Ukrainian potatoes He couldn't quite make out her face because it was partially obscured by a wine-brimmed straw hat, tied around the chin by a silk scarf, but he iined if it was revealed it would break his watch crystal

The man who appeared to be her husband was drunk He reeled onto the deck shed constantly

Dressed in a loud flowered shirt and white duck pants, he leered at his ugly wife and whispered gibberish in her ear He noticed the purser and raised his arm in a comical salute