“I’m entering nowhere on false pretenses, Mr. Weston. My card states my offer completely.”
“You have a means of developing an almost perfect vacuum and simultaneously removing adsorbed gas from any object in the inclosure?”
“Right!”
“Interesting if true. Let’s see it.”
“I have not the equipment with me. However, I have here a ten-inch glass sphere made from a laboratory flask. In it are several coins, bits of graphite, spongy palladium, and some anhydrous copper sulphate. This tube was evacuated by my equipment and there was no other treatment for removal of extraneous material.”
“May we check that?”
“That is why I brought it along—for your own satisfaction.”
Weston spoke into the communicator on his desk and in a minute, the door opened to admit an elderly man in a white coat. West
