Allenby was silent for a moment. Then he said slowly, "A name?"
Squawk.
"H'm," said Allenby. "Well, well." He appeared to brighten just a little. "So it's up to me, as leader of the expedition, to name it?"
Squawk.
"Well, well," he said.
That chop-licking tone was in his voice. We'd heard it all too often before. We shuddered, waiting.
"Inasmuch as Mars' outermost moon is called Deimos, and the next Phobos," he said, "I think I shall name the third moon of Mars—Bottomos."
—JEROME BIXBY