The Duplication Machine (continued . . .)




Some time later, Janno recovered consciousness and raised his aching head. Janno handed the young scientist the note that had been delivered to the air fleet base. There, bound and gagged, sat Janno's exact duplicate ! That night, Robi put out to sea in a small boat.
There, bound and gagged, sat Janno's exact duplicate !
Caton undersea warships are patrolling every part of our coastline. If I fail to meet one tonight, I will try again tomorrow, and the next night . . . Suddenly ! . . . It is a Trigan !— Bring him aboard for questioning ! What are you—a civilian—doing at sea in a war zone ? I came to make contact with a Caton warship ! —I have a proposition to put to your rulers ! It was at dawn the following day that a Caton bombing force was chased off, with heavy losses, by Trigan fighter craft. An early casualty in the running battle was—Janno ! I'm done for !

This installment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 502 on 28 August 1971.

 

Mazaratto’s Universal Elixir (continued . . .)




The erstwhile cripple embraced the astonished medicine pedlar. He's cured me ! One swallow of that elixir, and I can walk— I, who have been crippled since birth ! Those who had scoffed were now crowding round to buy. Give me two bottles ! Does it cure falling hair, did you say ? My friend, Mazaratto's Universal Elixir cures every known ailment ! Janno, Keren and Roffa watched and wondered. Strange thing, that. Genuine or fake ? I wonder ? . . . Evening came, and Doctor Mazaratto packed up his belongings on a cart and left the city for another fair. Some distance from the city, he came upon a figure waiting by the roadside. Hello, old friend. We did well in Trigan City. It never fails, Rolli. There is no limit to the gullibility of your average Trigan. The two rogues had been working the fake medicine trick for many lunar years. They made camp by the roadside. Better mix up some more of the elixir. A little colouring, a drop of something to make it taste unpleasant, then fill up with water. The rest is simple faith and gullibility !
Two lunar months after the events just recorded, a fast patrol craft of the Trigan fleet was on a practice run in the bay. Prepare for a simulated attack on the bridge ! Very good, sir ! The speedy little craft packed a mighty punch. On course, sir ! Ready to fire ! There the simulated attack should have ended—but the captain's finger descended upon the firing button ! BLAM ! Have you gone insane ? That projectile's going to hit the support of the bridge ! Hardly were the horrified words out of the second officer's mouth, than—WHO-O-O-OMPH ! We're done for ! —Aaaaaah !

This installment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 801 on 21 May 1977.