"On Mars, you mean?"
"Yes. There never were any Old Martians. We erected the ruins fifty years ago for the Billingsworth Expedition to find. We've been manufacturing relics ever since."
"Huh? Well, why, but—"
"In this case, it helps to be at the far end of an interplanetary haul," said Matheny. "Not many Terrestrial archeologists get to Mars and they depend on our people to—Well, anyhow—"
"I will be clopped! Good for you!"
Doran blew up in laughter. "That is one thing I would never spill, even without security. I told you about my girl friend, didn't I?"
"Yes, and that calls to mind the Little Girl," said Matheny apologetically. "She was another official project."
"Who?"
"Remember Junie O'Brien? The little golden-haired girl on Mars, a mathematical prodigy, but dying of an incurable disease? She collected Earth coins."