George O. Smith

George O. Smith

Booby prize (1953)

Summary

Portrait of George O. Smith George O. Smith,  Booby prize (1953)

“ Peter looked unhappy. "There's no point—"
"I said try it! Who's paying for it?"
Peter shrugged. He put the dollar alarm clock on the transmitting stand, fired up his equipment, and watched the receiver with a sinking heart. As the transmitting plane passed through the clock, it alternately puffed in a billow of bright glowing smoke, collapsed in dull dimming flame, erupted again, and—Peter thought that it must have been when the plane passed through the mainspring—hurled a streamer of bright burning carbon and iron colored flame around and around in a tiny circle like a firework pinwheel.
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Portrait of George O. Smith George O. Smith,  Booby prize (1953)

“ Peter eyed Forsyth. "Have you anything to say?" he demanded. "Is this a sight-demand, and shall I call the newspapers and inform them that Boss Higgins is taking another hunk of unprotected land for his empire?"
Forsyth smiled wolfishly. "You're impetuous, young man. Shows the impatience of youth. Frankly, Mansfield, this is no illegal squeeze, nor is it a legal squeeze. You have your alternatives, and you will be granted a reasonable length of time to prepare and deliver an answer."
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Portrait of George O. Smith George O. Smith,  Booby prize (1953)

“ Peter Mansfield waved a hand in a gesture that included the laboratory inclusively and said, "I can't wait to turn it on."
Norma Higgins smiled up at him and said, "Peter, you're still a bit of a breathless kid at heart, aren't you?"
Peter nodded boyishly. "Maybe I am," he admitted with a grin. "But after a guy has worked and slaved for about five years, and then he finally gets his job finished, it's tough to wait before he can try it out."
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