"That's right," Kamiroff agreed. "And you'll know where to leave all those notes to yourself." "Yeah! And on the afternoon of the fifteenth, I'll blank out and wake up in my bed on the morning of the thirtieth!" "I should think so, yes," Kamiroff said. "It makes sense, now." Then Bethelman looked up at the biochemist. "By the way, Dr. Kamiroff, I want to split this money with you; after all, you're responsible for what happened." The scientist smiled and shook his head. "No need of that. I have the diazotimoline, remember? You said you couldn't get hold of me on the phone; you said I was doing experimental work and couldn't be disturbed. "Now, just what do you think I'm going to be experimenting on for the next couple of months?"