“All? You mean the Communists are, too?”
“Of course. What’s an ideology if there are no people to follow it?” Kramer knocked the ashes out of his pipe, looked at the laboratory clock and shrugged. “Ten minutes more,” he said, “and these tubes will be ready. Keep an eye on that clock and let me know. Meantime you can straighten up this lab and find out where things are. I’ll be in the office checking the progress reports.” He turned abruptly away, leaving her standing in the middle of the cluttered laboratory.
“Now what am I supposed to do here?” Mary wondered aloud. “Clean up, he says. Find out where things are, he says. Get acquainted with the place, he says. I could spend a month doing that.” She looked at the littered bench, the wall cabinets with sliding doors half open, the jars of
