In a carefully professional tone, the young doctor asked:
"What was her rating after insemination? Did the emotional shock...?"
"Not at all! Oh, naturally, she was uncooperative in the tests, but pentathol and our cross-references gave us a true picture!"
"And the spermatozoa?"
"Best we could get! Refrigerated about thirty years ago from a specimen that tested forty-seven point eight."
The Geno-Sar paused, and because a comment was obviously in order, the young doctor said:
"This certainly could be a big night for Center!"
The Geno-Sar snapped his cigarette lighter with an expansive flourish.
"All the sciences have been taking a crack at psi—ever since the last Politbureau directive gave it number one priority. You should have heard the talk at Sar-Bureau meeting this afternoon! The Math-Sar actually laughed at Genetics ... told us to stick to our white mice!"
The young doctor made a polite cluck of disapproval.