Negative Matter
Negative MatterFor an instant their gaze held.
“Now,” asked Carroll, “what is the Lawson Radiation?”
“Should I know?” she queried by way of reply.
“I think so.”
“Why?”
“As an emissary, you should.”
She laughed. “I’m still giving no evidence, James. I cannot. I am human.”
He looked down at her, and the recollection of her kiss was strong. “There are times,” he said ruminatively, “when you most certainly are!”
She let her eyes drop. Then she raised them again. “I know very little about it,” she told him. “And practically nothing but what you’ve told me. A lot about alien mathematics and sciences. I think that somewhere in the maze of data there will be the answer you seek.”
“And that,” he replied, “may be either a chance statement based upon good prediction or the r
