René Lafayette, Ole Mother Methuselah (1950 <!-- | portal)
“ He ran beside Ole Doc's rapid striding toward the compound gate. "But sir! It's thirty-eight thousand human beings! It's my professional reputation. I can't kill them. I don't dare turn them loose on this planet! I'll have to desert this station!" "Desert it then," said Ole Doc. "Open the gate, Hippocrates." And they left the distracted O'Hara weeping in the dust. "Get my fishing gear," said Ole Doc. Hippocrates lingered. It was not unlike him to linger when no emergency was in the wind. ”
