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THE SWAP

yet the throat or mouth was wanting something. Jones was so puzzled that he glanced over to the Mather-possessed body. He saw Mather pull up the Jones-hand and put it into the pocket of the Jones-coat. Now, that was going too far! Swap bodies, maybe, but you must respect personal property. Next, Mather would be reading his private correspondence. In a sort of retaliation, Jones stuck one of the queer effeminate hands-which were all he had now to rely on-into Mather's pocket. It surprised him. It was hardly in before it closed on something and drew it out. A pipel Of course, Mather smoked and he, Jones, did not. That queer craving must be for tobacco. He looked across and saw that his body had ceased to rummage in his pockets. Again there came that parody-laugh to which he couldn't get used.
" Of course," Mather was saying to him, "of course, it's my body that wants to smoke, though, for a moment, I was absent-mindedly rummaging for my pipe, as I knew it was time for one:"
By that time Jones had found that his borrowed, burrowing fingers had ht on a tobacco pouch.
" You'd better have a smoke for me," cackled the parodyvoice. "Then I'll not be feeling nicotine starved when I get back."
Fancy, thought Jones, having to stoke this beastly little body in this filthy way just to keep it comfortable for its tobacco-addicted owner.
But the demand was in him now. It was he who now felt the wish to smoke. But how? He'd never smoked in his life; had always hated the silly, dirty habit. His own body drew across to him and, through it, Mather said, "Here, give me

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