"Oh, but we can."
"Then you have experimented—"
"No, we have not."
"Then exactly where did you get this extra information?" demanded Barden.
Dr. Edith Ward looked at Tom Barden carefully. "From the same place where you got yours!" she said slowly and deliberately.
Barden wondered, did she know?
He grinned. "I dreamed mine," he said. "Everything that I've produced emanated from a dream." Then Barden embellished it thoroughly, knowing that the flagrance of his embroidery would sound like a lie to anyone who was really unaware of the truth. "I was invaded in a dream by a gentleman who used a mechanical educator on me and taught me everything that I've produced, everything that I've invented, and every advanced theory that I've had. I have become a scientist of an alien culture that I have full intention of making into a solar science."
"Then it is true," she breathed.
"What is true?" he demanded.