Evelyn E. Smith

Summary

Evelyn E. Smith The Vilbar Party

At school, the odor of chalk dust, ink and rotting apple cores was enough like its Saturnian equivalent to make Narli feel at home immediately. The students would dislike him on sight, he knew. It is in the nature of the young to be hostile toward whatever is strange and alien.
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Evelyn E. Smith The Vilbar Party

Narli asked ironically. "What makes you think you know how I feel about parties?"
"But—"
"There's an interesting saying on Earth: 'Travel is so broadening.'" He looked down at his bulges with tolerant amusement. "In more than one way, in case the meaning eludes you. Very sound psychologically. I've discovered that I like parties. I like being liked. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to inform the Perzils that I shall be delighted to come to their party. Care to join me?"
"Well," Slood mumbled, "I'd like to, but I have so much work—"
"Introvert!" said Narli, and he began dialing the Perzils.
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