At that moment, she reached the peak of her hate for him. She wished that the swelling sleeper within her was not Carroad's but Cramer's. And, wishing that, she knew that she must be falling in love with Cramer.
Carroad's voice slashed into her thoughts.
"And so, using the detected rho waves, which can be matched against definite objective words, we get a verbal picture of what is going in the subject's mind at the conscious level."
He gave an order to Cramer, and Cramer twisted a dial on the small control board on the side of Cervus.
"The machine is now set for semantic relations," Carroad said.
"Jane!" he added so sharply that she was startled. "Repeat this sentence after me! Silently!"
He then gave her a much-quoted phrase from one of the speeches of the Secretary himself. She repressed her scorn of him because of his flattery and dutifully concentrated on thinking the phrase. At the same time, she was aware that her tongue was moving in a noiseless lock-step with the thoughts.
The round tube on the side of Cervus glowed and then began flashing with many twisting threads of light.
"The trained eye," said Carroad, "can interpret those waveforms. But we have a surprise for you to whom the patterns are meaningless. We have perfected a means whereby a technician with a minimum of training may operate Cervus."