"The process was not quite perfect, sir. A few more weeks of work and we could have eliminated the possibility of mental loss. It was my plan not to bring the matter to the public notice until then—but Dr. Klaus took it upon himself to inform the world without my knowledge."
Harker glanced at Brewster and Vorys. They were frowning; perhaps he had gotten through to them. He wondered if his words would counteract the tide of unfavorable reactions already swelling.
Dixon said, "Could you tell us how close you are to actual elimination of the hazard of insanity?"
"Sorry, I can't. That would be Dr. Raymond's province. But I will say that research at our laboratory has virtually ceased during this period of uncertainty."
There was a whispered conference at the dais, and abruptly Vorys replaced Dixon as interrogator.
"Mr. Harker, does the name Wayne Janson mean anything to you?"
Brewster and Vorys had evidently primed themselves well for the attack. Harker said, "Yes, Senator Vorys. Janson was an industrialist who committed suicide last week."
"It means nothing else to you?"
"No."
"No one of that name underwent reanimation at the Beller Laboratories?"