Charles L. Fontenay: Stories

It was a race between the tortoise and the hare. But this hare was using some dirty tricks to make sure the ending would be different....

If Saranta wished to qualify as one who loved his fellow man, he should have known that often the most secretive things are the most obvious.

This could well have been Montcalm's greatest opportunity; a chance to bring mankind priceless gifts from worlds beyond. But Montcalm was a solid family man--and what about that nude statue in the park?

He was a living weapon of destruction--immeasurably powerful, utterly invulnerable. There was only one question: Was he human?

Dark Kensington had been dead for twenty-five years. It was a fact; everyone knew it. Then suddenly he reappeared, youthful, brilliant,ready to take over the Phoenix, the rebel group that worked to overthrow the tyranny that gripped the settlers on Mars.The Phoenix had been destroyed not once, not twice, but three times! But this time the resurrected Dark had new plans, plans which involved dangerous experiments in mutation and psionics. And now the rebels realized they were in double jeopardy..

Herbert was truly a gentleman robot. The ladies' slightest wish was his command....

When you have an engine with no fuel, and fuel without an engine, and a life-and-death deadline to meet, you have a problem indeed. Unless you are a stubborn Dutchman--and Jan Van Artevelde was the stubbornest Dutchman on Venus.