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progressively distraught, and his face now had the gray-over-brown hue of a walnut gunstock that has been out in the rain all day. "It'll take an hour or so to send for them and have them brought here."
"You mean they're not in this building?" Pendarvis asked.
"Oh, no, your Honor, there are no facilities here. I had them taken to Science Center—"
"What?"
Jack had determined to keep his mouth shut and let Gus do the talking. The exclamation was literally forced out of him. Nobody noticed; it had also been forced out of both Gus Brannhard and Judge Pendarvis. Pendarvis leaned forward and spoke with dangerous mildness:
"Do you refer, Mr. O'Brien, to the establishment of the Division of Scientific Study and Research of the chartered Zarathustra Company?"
"Why, yes; they have facilities for keeping all kinds of live animals, and they do all the scientific work for—”
Pendarvis cursed blasphemously. Brannhard looked as startled as though his own briefcase had jumped at his throat and tried to bite him. He didn't look half as startled as Ham O'Brien did.
"So you think," Pendarvis said, recovering his composure with visible effort, "that the logical custodian of prosecution evidence in a murder trial is the defendant? Mr. O'Brien, you simply enlarge my view of the possible!"
"The Zarathustra Company isn't the defendant," O'Brien argued sullenly.
"Not of record, no," Brannhard agreed. "But isn't the Zarathustra Company's scientific division headed by one Leonard Kellogg?"
"Dr. Kellogg's been relieved of his duties, pending the outcome of the trial. The division is now headed by Dr. Ernst Mallin."
"Chief scientific witness for the defense; I fail to see any practical difference.”
"Well, Mr. Emmert said it would be all right," O'Brien mumbled.
"Jack, did you hear that?" Brannhard asked. "Treasure it in your memory. You may have to testify to it in court sometime." He turned to the Chief Justice. "Your Honor, may I suggest that the recovery of these Fuzzies be entrusted to Colonial Marshal Fane, and may I further suggest that Mr.
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