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I
have
n't
heard
from
Donovan
in
years
,
but
Powell
is
living
right
here
in
New
York
.
He
's
a
grandfather
now
,
which
is
a
thought
difficult
to
get
used
to
.
I
can
only
think
of
him
as
a
rather
young
man
.
Of
course
,
I
was
younger
,
too
.
"
I
tried
to
keep
her
talking
,
"
If
you
would
give
me
the
bare
bones
,
Dr.
Calvin
,
I
can
have
Mr.
Powell
fill
it
in
afterward
.
"
(
And
this
was
exactly
what
I
later
did
.
)
She
spread
her
thin
hands
out
upon
the
desk
and
looked
at
them
.
"
There
are
two
or
three
,
"
she
said
,
"
that
I
know
a
little
about
.
"
"
Start
with
Mercury
,
"
I
suggested
.
"
Well
,
I
think
it
was
in
2015
that
the
Second
Mercury
Expedition
was
sent
out
.
It
was
exploratory
and
financed
in
part
by
U.
S.
Robots
and
in
part
by
Solar
Minerals
.
It
consisted
of
a
new-type
robot
,
still
experimental
;
Gregory
Powell
,
Michael
Donovan
-
'
It
was
one
of
Gregory
Powell
'S
favorite
platitudes
that
nothing
was
to
be
gained
from
excitement
,
so
when
Mike
Donovan
came
leaping
down
the
stairs
toward
him
,
red
hair
matted
with
perspiration
,
Powell
frowned
.
"
What
's
wrong
?
"
he
said
.
"
Break
a
fingernail
?
"
"
Yaaaah
,
"
snarled
Donovan
,
feverishly
.
"
What
have
you
been
doing
in
the
sublevels
all
day
?
"
He
took
a
deep
breath
and
blurted
out
,
"
Speedy
never
returned
.
"
Powell
's
eyes
widened
momentarily
and
he
stopped
on
the
stairs
;
then
he
recovered
and
resumed
his
upward
steps
.
He
did
n't
speak
until
he
reached
the
head
of
the
flight
,
and
then
:
"
You
sent
him
after
the
selenium
?
"
