"You may, sir."
"Then I wonder if you are familiar with the Terran Educational Foundation? I happened to have had contact with them some five years ago."
"I'm quite familiar with the organization."
"Did it occur to you that they might assume some of the cost of your trip?"
"They refused. They make the absurd claim that this planet I spoke of doesn't exist."
"But you have proof to the contrary?"
"An ancient document," Doree Brandon cut in. "A papyrus scroll. Father translated it."
"And the Foundation did not agree with his translation?"
"I did not submit the scroll. They know nothing about it."
"Father bought it from two men in Paris and worked three years on the translation." Doree looked at her father with great pride.