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BY THESE PRESENTS by Henry Kuttner The devil smiled uneasily at James Fenwick. "Its very irregular," he said. "Im not at all sure -" "Do you want my soul or dont you?" James Fenwick demanded. "Naturally I do," the devil said. "But Ill have to think this over. Under the circumstances I dont exactly see how I could collect." "All I want is immortality," Fenwick said, with a pleased smile. "I wonder why no one has ever thought of this before. In my opinion its foolproof. Come, come, now, make up your mind. Do you want to back out?" "Oh no," the devil said hastily. "Its just that - Look here, Fenwick. Im not sure you realise - immortalitys a long time, you know." "Exactly. The question is, will it ever have an end? If it does, you collect my soul. If not -" Fenwick made an airy gesture. "I win," he said. "Oh, it has an end," the devil said, somewhat grimly. "Its just that right now Id rather not undertake such a long-term investment. You wouldnt care for immortality, Fenwick. Believe me." Fenwick said, "Ha." "I dont see why youre so set on immortality," the devil said a little peevishly, tapping the point of his tail on the carpet. "Im not," Fenwick told him. "Actually, |
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