"Good. That all?"
"That's all, sir."
"Okay. Keep me posted." He broke contact and turned to the annunciator. Excitement put a faint quiver in his voice. "You can send in Mr. Percy now," he said.
[XV]
Walton looked up at the public relations man and said, "How much do you know about kaleidowhirls, Lee?"
"Not a hell of a lot. I never watch the things, myself. They're bad for the eyes."
Walton smiled. "That makes you a nonconformist, doesn't it? According to the figures I have here, the nightly kaleidowhirl programs are top-ranked on the rating charts."
"Maybe so," Percy said cautiously. "I still don't like to watch them. What goes, Roy?"
"I've suddenly become very interested in kaleidowhirls myself," Walton said. He leaned back and added casually, "I think they can be used as propaganda devices. My brother's reaction to one gave me the idea, couple days ago, at the Bronze Room. For the past hour or so, I've been studying kaleidowhirls in terms of information theory. Did you know that it's possible to get messages across via kaleidowhirl?"