THE COSMIC COMPUTER

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"Good name, Rodney," Dawes approved. "That a motion? I second it."

Unanimously carried. They had a name, now, anyhow. Everybody began
suggesting other topics for consideration?capitalization, application
for charter, election of officers, stock issues. Conn paid less and less
attention. Industrial finance and organization wasn't his subject,
either. His father was plunging happily into it as though he had been
promoting companies all his life. Conn sat and doodled with his
six-color pen, mostly spherical hyperspace ships.

"We can't get all this cleared up now," Lester Dawes was protesting.
"Your Honor, I mean, Mr. Chairman; I suggest that committees be
appointed...."

More hassling; everybody wanted to be on all the committees. Finally,
they appointed enough committees to include everybody.