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You have seen how our millions have joined that greater stream of European billions to meet the rising tide of war cost. How is this vast debt to be paid and what is the paying capacity of the nations involved? In analysing the war debt and its costly hangover for posterity, you must remember that not all of it is in actual money.

He awoke with a bad hangover and ate breakfast shakily. Shaving wasn't worth it. He drove aimlessly south, back the way he had come. When he reached Portland, he turned toward the coast and drove with more purpose. The Devil's Churn wasn't that far from Portland. The hurt that Oliver had felt since Tucson was much worse.

If you don't have a hangover this morning, will you please come here and look at this thing?" Rand laid down the Merril carbine he had been examining and walked over beside Karen. The man whom Rand judged to be some rural free-lance antique-prospector extended the object of the girl's repugnance. It was an African sword, all right, with a plain iron hilt and cross-guard.

Joe wondered in amusement how often the little man had found occasion to call a Mid-Middle by his first name. "No trank," he said. "Alcohol for me. Mankind's old faithful." "Well," Max debated, "get high on alcohol and bingo, a hangover in the morning. But trank? You wake up with a smile." "And a desire for more trank to keep the mood going," Joe said wryly.

"That's obvious," the other said sourly. He waited, sipping his brew, while the Sober-Up worked its miracle. He was compassionate enough to shudder, having been through, in his time, the speeding up of a hangover so that full agony was compressed into mere minutes rather than dispensed over a period of hours. Joe groaned, "It better be good, whatever you want to say."

"No; I'm one of the boys the chaplain couldn't find in the foxholes," Rand said. "I'm going to put in a quiet morning on the collection. If nobody gets murdered or arrested in the meantime, that is." Geraldine looked woebegone; her hands were trembling. "My God, do I have a hangover!" she moaned. "Walters, for heaven's sake, fix me up something, quick!" Then she saw Ritter.

Suddenly she came out of the vagueness wide awake, the hangover cleared magically, evaporating much too quickly to have been caused by alcohol. But she had been tied up to a chair on the bridge beside Nails, prisoner of the Security men, only minutes ago. WHAT was going on? Millie stepped out of the shower into the compartment the two girls occupied, and smiled. "How're you doing?

He has his hat off and is beggin' her pardon in his best society way too; although he must have seen at a glance what she was, one of these brassy-eyed parties with a hand-decorated complexion and a hangover breath. "Ah, chop the soft stuff!" says she, brushin' the mud off her slit skirt vigorous. "And next time lamp who you're buttin' into, you pie-faced, turkey-shanked "

When he had awakened, it had been with the euphoria all gone and with his present hangover. "At least," he told himself, "I can truthfully say that this one wasn't my fault. That blasted spray " He looked resentfully at the sleeping woman in the chair. Then he reached and roughly shook her shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked at him, first sleepily and then with resentment.

"Some cognac!... I got a hangover now," said Fuselli. "I'm goddamned if I can go this much longer." "What?" They were washing their mess-kits in the tub of warm water thick with grease from the hundred mess-kits that had gone before, in front of the shack.

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