"So you can destroy them if you want to. I've doctored up the lab
records to make the whole thing look like a false alarm. You're holding
all that's left of the whole program."
Amos looked for signs of irrationality and saw none. "Do you feel all
right?"
"Better than you can imagine. But let me tell you what you're up
against. I can at least do that for you, Mr. Parry."
"Thanks. Don't you suppose you could call me Amos now?"
"Sure, Amos. First of all, you were right about that pig trying to
imitate the cat. He couldn't do much because he only had a pig's brain
to work with." He stopped and grinned, evidently at Amos' expression.
"I'll try to explain. What is an animal? Physically, I mean?"