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This is a science fiction novel published in 1952 by Dwight V. Swain.
Dwight V. Swain was an American author and creative novelist, best known for his guidance on his original novels. The most famous of his books is "Techniques of the Selling Writer," which provides practical and effective advice for novel writers. Swain is also known as an author who has written on a variety of topics related to creative fiction.
His work is primarily known for its guidance and technical approach to creative fiction, especially genre fiction, providing writers with helpful content on character development, plot structure, and dialogue writing.

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Summary
It was nearly four o'clock in the windowless basement laboratory when Horning screwed tight the last connection.
He straightened, shrugged the kinks from his back and shoulders, and wiped his hands clean on a wad of waste. Crossing to the battered desk in the corner, he pushed back Margaret's picture, got out pen and paper, and wrote briefly: