The men were still struggling into the heavy rigs when the mousebeaver popped into view a second time.
Robert doniger had shown early signs of genius, taking up engineering textbooks while still in grade school. Fortunately, glick had just the ticket waiting in the wings. It hurt his eyes, hurt his mind with the thoughts that it brought.
The pair had sat together, staring out the copter window, now and then exchanging long searching looks.