Spindem, on the other hand, was rather entranced by the music. He listened uncritically, as if he could believe, for the moment at least, that it was being produced in the manner Nagle described.
There was a demonstration of art work, produced in full color in the shadow box. A half dozen students went through as many complicated problems of electronic design. Civil engineering and aeronautical designs were created in profusion.
It seemed to Montgomery that the very weight of material shown should break down Dodge’s skepticism, but he remained unmoved.
“I have seen nothing yet for which I could accept your explanation, Dr. Nagle,” he said. “These mysterious shadow boxes of yours — I’m afraid a much easier explanation for them can be found —”
“You will be allowed the opportunity,” said Nagle. “But we have saved the most important item until last. This was produced by one of your men —”
He drew out Montgomery’s model and specification sheets along with the report of the wind-tunnel tests made at Firestone.
“What’s this?” Dodge demanded. Then he bent to an examination of the articles before him. After five minutes he glanced up in disbelief. He sat down at the desk and read and reread the papers.
He looked up a final time, searching for Gunderson, who had been brought in at this point. “You conducted these tests yourself, and can verify this report?” Dodge asked him.
Gunderson nodded. “It's absolutely true. The Firestone lab crew will vouch for it, too.”
“This is amazing!” said Dodge. He got to his feet and faced Nagle. “At least you have one genuine item that is difficult to discredit. But there is still nothing in it to convince me that your Institute had anything to do with enabling the inventor to produce it. I fail to see how —”