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"The barber's machine was examined by Steve's men and found harmless," Hartson Brant pointed out. Scotty spoke up quickly. "Yes, but when Duke looked at it this morning, he found electrical connections! Why couldn't an EEG be taken with such a gadget?" Parnell Winston considered. "It could," he said finally.
Rick had recalled digging up the remains of a campfire in Pirate's Field during the installation of equipment for the moon rocket, the first great experiment that had put the Spindrift Island scientific group in business as a research foundation headed by Rick's father, Hartson Brant. It was during this experiment that Scotty had joined the staff after rescuing Rick from an unscrupulous gang.
The guarded language Hartson Brant used was indication enough of that. Rick Brant I identify because of his resemblance to my friend, and I think I identify Don Scott, of whom I have heard a great deal from Hartson. But who are you, Mr. Dodd?" For answer, Tom Dodd took out his identification folder and handed it to the physician. Chavez studied it. "I know your organization, Mr. Dodd.
Not only was she fond of the crusty scientist, but she was fearful that the mysterious ailment would strike her father next. And Barby was rapidly catching the same fear. After all, new team members probably were not immune, and Hartson Brant, Julius Weiss, and Parnell Winston were deeply involved in the project. Steve called the meeting to order.
I didn't walk in until I was certain there wasn't a stranger on the island including strangers you might not have known about." Hartson Brant rose. "Well, I think we've settled all initial details except where we put the Millers or rather, the Morrisons. Can you bring them tomorrow?" Steve rose, too. "As Rick and Barby said, I didn't have any doubts. How about tonight?" "Tonight!" Barby gasped.
The Morrisons had already set a day for their departure to Barby's great unhappiness. As Barby said at dinner one night, "I didn't realize how lonely it gets sometimes without another girl on the island. Until Jan came, that is. Now she's going, and I wish she weren't." "I'd love to stay," Jan said. "Really I would." Hartson Brant arrived in time to hear the last exchange.
"And how does the Memory Machine madly machinate and murmur the answers?" "Mmm," Rick murmured. "That is the secret!" Hartson Brant threatened his son with a handy volume of the Physics Handbook. "Out with it, young man. This is no time to keep secrets, now that we're all partners in the deal." Rick sighed. He waved at Barby. "Look at her. So young, so smart, so pretty.
"He'll never get a chance. The Megabuck Mob is pinched as of right now. The federal government is taking over this island!" Crouched in the doorway, submachine gun cradled in his arms, was an officer of the United States Coast Guard! The Invasion of Spindrift Hartson Brant reacted first. He said severely, "I've tried to teach Rick that one never points a firearm at people.
Hartson Brant, Rick's father and head of the Spindrift Scientific Foundation, a world-famous research organization, had received word from Gordon that Rick and Scotty were needed for a special assignment. Gordon had not given any details in his wire. This morning Dr. Gordon had phoned that he had been delayed, but would arrive by Navy plane around noontime.
So an electroencephalogram is simply an electrical recording of the brain." "That may be significant," Hartson Brant said thoughtfully. "But, assuming an enemy could get an EEG which is the handy way of saying electroencephalogram, Rick and Scotty what would he do with it?" Parnell Winston rose. "Hartson, I think you can conduct the rest of this without me.
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