"The Court does not believe such a test could be properly and fairly conducted."
"I am not concerned with being fairly treated," orated the wispy Professor. "I propose that five questions or problems be posed to the Cyber and myself, and that we be judged on both the speed and accuracy of our replies. I am quite willing for the prosecution to select the questions."
Go to hell, Holmes, thought Judge Anderson. I don't need you anyway. I've got the answer. The Professor is stark, raving mad.
Before he could develop a ruling along this line, the grinning D.A. had accepted the Professor's terms.
"I have but one condition," interposed the defendant, "if I win this test, I would like to submit a question of my own to the Cyber."
The D.A. hesitated, conferred in a whisper with his assistant, then shrugged.
"We so stipulate."
Firmly, Walhfred Anderson turned his back on Oliver Wendell Holmes.
"In the opinion of the Court," he thundered, "the proposed demonstration would be irrelevant, immaterial and without substantive basis in law. Unless the People proceed with their case in the proper manner, the Court will dismiss this complaint!"
"Objection!"