George O. Smith,
Climate—Incorporated
(1948)
“ She stood there, wondering about all this, and definitely connecting the summery appearance of the place with the tower, for waves of warmth came from the shining metal sphere on top. She knew because she could feel the warmth of her face as she looked up at it.Before her, Patricia saw a tall tower of glass, surmounted by a sphere, mirror-bright and shining. "Summery, isn't it?" came a wry voice.Patricia gasped. A tall man stood behind her with a crooked smile on his face. A Doberman stood beside him, regarding Patricia with mingled suspicion and patience. ”
