"Gold, maybe?" suggested Bud. "Oil? Ekalastron?"
"No-o-o, I don't think so. The mineralogists would have detected the presence of any of those when they surveyed Titan. His reason is something deeper than that—Say! Wait a minute! I wonder if it possibly—?"
"Yeah?"
"No, I'm crazy! It couldn't be that. I happened to think of that T-radiation. But I don't believe even Grossman is enough of a scientist to have discovered what it is or how it can be used—if at all. Well, anyhow—"
"Anyhow, we're in at the Base. And Grossman doesn't suspect us. That's part of the job. So—the next move?"
"We circulate. We move around and ask questions and snoop and pry and investigate."
Mulligan grinned.
"In the good old Rocky Russell tradition, eh?"
"Who?"
"Rocky Russell, I said. Don't tell me you've forgot your real name, chum?"