Boggs said calmly, “They just made a final analysis, and those were the answers.”
We looked at each other a moment. Major Boggs patiently waited. I began to realize how a lawyer must feel with an imperturbable witness. And Boggs’s unfailing courtesy began to make me embarrassed.
“Major,” I said, “I hope you’ll realize this is not a personal matter. As an Intelligence officer, if you’re told to give certain answers—”
He smiled for the first time. “That’s all right—but I’m not hiding a thing. There’s just no such thing as a flying saucer, so far as we’ve found out.”
“We’ve been told,” I said, “that Project ‘Saucer’ isn’t closed—that you just changed its code name.”
“That’s not so,” Boggs said emphatically. “The contracts are ended, and all personnel transferred to other duty.”
“Then the announcement wasn’t caused by True’s article?”
Both General Smith and Major Jesse Stay shook their heads quickly. Boggs leaned forward, eyeing me earnestly.
“As a matter of fact, we’d finished the investigation months ago—around the end of August, or early in September. We just hadn’t got around to announcing it.”
“Last October,” I said, “I was told the investigation was still going on. They said there were no new answers to the cases just mentioned.”