In a small but comfortable room in Maddox’s laboratory Bronson found time to object to Kingston’s statement that anyone adhering to a principle is automatically a fanatic. A fanatic, according to one of Bronson’s rather cynical definitions, was any man who adhered to a set of principles at variance with your own.
Time went on slowly and it became dark eventually. Bronson could hardly believe that he had been a free and happy scientist but a few days ago, that all that had happened to him had occurred in so short a time.
He had taken a few hours of sleep not long ago but it was insufficient. Now, with the entire program at a standstill, nervous reaction set in and the enforced inactivity drove Bronson deep into the fatigue he had been ignoring because of nervous energy. He sprawled on the
