"I believe," he continued, mopping his face, "that this fact will be borne out by the experience of many other manufacturers. And I'd like to submit in evidence some replies to letters I have sent to executives all over America. You will see that they corroborate what I have told you. May I have the Chair's permission to read these replies as part of my testimony?"
"It does not seem relevant at the moment, Mr. Collins, but they may be submitted for publication into the record. Please tell us about your own experience."
"I'm afraid I do not have much to add. As a result of our troubles, we are increasing the number of Martian employees considerably."
"Just how many is 'considerable,' Mr. Collins?"
Montague Collins cleared his throat.
"We now employ four Martians to every three humans."
Not even the gavel could quiet the spectators this time.
Curly was about to demolish a ham-and-swiss on rye. But when the Martian moved across his line of vision, he paused and called out:
"Hey, Chafnu!"