Chapter III: Part 3

He raised an eyebrow at her. Jealousy? His chances were evidently better than he had ever suspected. "I meant to tell you about that," he said, "the first time we're by ourselves."

"Hm-m-m," she said. Then, "We've been in Russia for several days now. What do you think of it?"

Hank said, "I think it's pretty good. And I have a sneaking suspicion that in another ten years, when a few changes will have evolved, she'll be better still."

She looked at him blankly. "You _do_? Frankly, I've been somewhat disappointed."

"Sure. But wait'll you see _our_ country in ten years. You know, Char, this world of ours has just got started."

THE END

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