The Eyes Have It

by James McKimmey

door to the darkened room, hesitated, and reachedfor the light switch.

  "No, no," Forbes said, smiling. "Never mind that. Come over here, willyou please?"

  The butler crossed the room slowly.

  "It's all right," Forbes said. "The president will notice nothingwhatever, Kessit. Would you mind pouring us all another glass of wine?I'm frightfully crazy about that port, eh?"

  There was a murmur of agreeing voices. The butler lifted the silverdecanter and filled glasses, moving easily and surely in the darkness.

  "Cheers," said Forbes.

  "Cheers," said the others, over the clink of glasses.

  THE END

  Transcriber's Note:

  This etext was produced from _If Worlds of Science Fiction_ November 1953. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.