"Wool-gathering," snorted Walt. "We've gotta catch our detector first!"
"Wes has something. First glimmer we've had. I think this is the time to rush into it with all feet and start pushing!"
"O.K. Who do we want?"
"Same gang as usual. Charley and Freddy Thomas, Walton, Jim Warren, Wes Farrell, of course, and you can get Jim Baler into it too. No, Walt, Christine Baler is not the kind of people you haul into a screwdriver meeting."
"I was merely thinking."
"I know. But you're needed, and if she were around, you'd be a total loss as far as cerebration."
"I like her."
"So does Barney Carroll."
"Um. Hadn't thought of that one. O.K., no Christine in our conference. I'll have Jeanne call the screwballs on the communicator."
They dribbled into Farrell's laboratory one by one, and then Don said: