The commercial message by Barrie Rose over the cameras once again focused on Bob May and the two contestants. Around both the Incumbent and the Challenger hovered a curious shimmering, completely transparent shell. As the cameras went on, two metal rods ending in small cylindrical two-way transmitter heads rose out of the floor in front of each of the two contestants. May adjusted his throat transmitter. “Can you hear me, gentlemen?” he asked. “Yes,” croaked Monroe. He had a frog in his throat. “Perfectly,” said Burton. “Stand by for your first question then, Mr. Burton,” said May. He turned to Barrie Rose who was standing off to one side. “The first question from Univac,” he said tensely. Barrie Rose touched a button. Immediately a multitude of flashing lights on a huge panel traced an intricate pattern across the banks upon banks of small bulbs on the board. In less than a second there was an audible click, and Barrie Rose extracted a printed card from the machine. On it was Burton’s first question. Bob May winced when he read it. “Mr. Burton,” he said, his voice ominously serious, “here it is: One of the most amazing cases of the purest coincidence known to the history of astronomy occurred when a medieval author in a book of fiction predicted that Mars has _two moons!_ For your first question--what was the name of the book? Who wrote it? And when was it published?” Burton’s brow knitted. The audience held its breath. It was not an easy question. Would the Challenger flunk out at his first try? Then Burton straightened up: “The book was ‘Gulliver’s Travels,’ published in seventeen twenty-six and written by one Jonathan Quick--no. _Swift_--Jonathan Swift!” “Correct!” shouted Bob May. The audience applauded wildly. “Mr. Monroe’s first question, Barrie Rose!” “Here it is!” Bob May read earnestly: “One of the former Presidents of the United States was a famous stamp collector. During a war fought under his administration he advocated the occupation of a small island by United States troops because of his knowledge of that island through his hobby. For _your_ first question--who was the President? What was the name of the island? In which postal district was it situated?” Almost before May had finished reading the question Monroe answered: “Franklin Delano Roosevelt. The island was Mangareva in the postal district of Tahiti!” “Right, Mr. Monroe! Right!” bellowed the Quizz Master, and the audience clapped and whistled and stamped its feet. The questioning continued. The contestants ran neck to neck. But the strain began to tell. Monroe’s glasses--forgotten--slid down his nose; Burton’s shock of hair became disarranged. They had been at it for more than two hours, interrupted only by the REJUVENATION commercials after each set of questions.