Randall Garrett

Summary

Randall Garrett The man who knew everything (1956)

It wasn't that Phil Merriwether was really stupid; he was simply afflicted with an incredibly bad memory. He could forget more in five minutes than he could learn in five years. Oh, he could remember commonplace things easily enough—his name, where he lived, things like that. He could read and write tolerably well, although his spelling was intolerable. He could add and subtract with fair ease, but, having forgotten most of the multiplication table, he found "higher mathematics," such as long division, almost impossible to do without hours of laborious thinking.
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Randall Garrett The man who knew everything (1956)

The Secretary of Defense looked up at the FBI man.
"I want everything on this man—everything! He has to be investigated as no other man has ever been. If possible, we want to know what this man has been doing every second of his life ever since he was born!"
The FBI man nodded. "I'll have to check with the Chief, of course, but I'm sure we can put every man in the Bureau on this job."
The Secretary nodded. "A few kidnap cases and things like that will have to wait, but that's nothing compared to this."
The FBI man left, and the other men began grilling Phil Merriwether again.
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Randall Garrett The man who knew everything (1956)

Wolstadt. What are you going to do?"
"I'm sorry," said Wolstadt, "but I cannot tell even you. All I require is a room in the Embassy which faces the Kremlin."
"That can be arranged. But where is your companion? I understood there were to be two of you."
"He is, shall we say, taking a stroll around Moscow."
"But he can't do that!" the Ambassador said. "The President said he was the most valuable man on Earth! He might get arrested."
"That is the chance we have to take. Now if you'll show me to that room, I'll go about my business."
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