"I ask you--only to decide in your own self--what loyalty is."
"I cannot turn, then."
"Learned?"
The journalist's eyes were steady--and tragic. "Nothing would be
gained. Others would merely follow in place of us."
"I but asked you to decide for yourself--not for them."
The journalist flushed. "In my profession we do not even agree to stand
ready to die for other men. I am here not to determine, but merely to
report."
"Sopho?"
The physicist's eyes blazed suddenly. "Yes," he said. "I'll go back! I
was never certain. I am always ready to re-study a problem!"