"It can't be done. I know, because I worked on the problem for three years with some of the best brains in the system. To date, it is impossible."
A click attracted their attention. It was the pneumatic tube. A cylinder dropped out of the tube, and Joe opened it and handed the inclosed paper to Franks.
He read:
Walt: I'm sending this to you at Joe's because I know that is where you are and I think that you should get this real quick.
Helen S.
Walt smiled wearily and said: "A good secretary is a thing of beauty. A thing of beauty is admired and is a joy forever. Helen is both. She is a jewel."
"Yeah, we know. What does the letter say?"
"It is another communique from our doting boss. He is removing from my control the odd three hundred men I've got working on Beam Control. He is to assume the responsibility for them himself. I'm practically out of a job!"
"Make that two Scotches," Channing told Joe.