Cordially, Sammy Trumple
Interstellar Division
Terran Insurance Co.
Baltimore, Md., Earth
Dear Sammy:
You’ve been on Halcyon three weeks now. How come you wrote up no policies yet? You aren’t taking the sights in like a tourist, are you—on a Terran expense account?
Yours in sales,
Herman Spottsworth.
143-1/4 East Scjulak Street
Halcyon City
Halcyon
Dear Boss:
Please note the new address. The Interstellar Hotel was blown to bits in the last air-raid. I’m scared, boss. There are air-raids around the clock, with Halcyonians dropping off like flies.
And that answers your question, incidentally. There are no tourists on Halcyon. It’s too dangerous. Better quadruple my own life insurance policy. And tell Joan I love her.