Scotty interrupted. "Hey, what's that?"
"Lord Byron," Barby said loftily. "I wouldn't expect you to know."
Rick had it now. "Okay," he called. "Come on in."
He had been standing on the front porch of the Brant home. Scotty was inside the laboratory building, while Barby and Jan were at Pirate's Field. Presently Scotty joined him and grinned. "Work good?"
"Perfect."
Barby and Jan came through the orchard and up on the porch. Barby was wearing an ornamental plastic head band, not too gaudy for daytime wear, but not too simple for anything dressy. She had arranged her hair so the gadget was hardly noticeable. A wave of smooth blond hair hid the little bump made by the battery.
"Technically," Barby stated, "it worked fine. But the program material was terrible."
The boys chuckled. "How do you know it was technically fine?" Scotty teased.
Barby looked at him coolly. "Because I heard Rick perfectly."
"And I heard you and Scotty," Rick agreed. "All three units work fine. Have you switched them off?"