green little island in the midst of a smoking world. Then we can kill all the Negroes and the Jews. Then we’ll start on Russia. —Not pessimistic, are you? Hal asked feebly, watching the glowing green eyes. —Me? the captain said. I’m the most optimistic man in the world. I see what is happening to the human race. It gets worse all the time. . . . What an obscene comedy. The parachute captain had an almost effete
