Chapters (19)
- Contents
- Five Cultural Portraits
- BOOK ONE
- PRELUDE: Washington
- CHAPTER ONE New York
- CHAPTER TWO: Jupiter V
- CHAPTER THREE: New York
- CHAPTER FOUR: Jupiter V
- BOOK TWO
- INTERMEZZO: Washington
- CHAPTER FIVE: New York
- CHAPTER SIX: Jupiter V
- CHAPTER SEVEN: New York
- CHAPTER EIGHT: Jupiter V
- BOOK THREE
- ENTRACTE: Washington
- CHAPTER NINE: New York
- CHAPTER TEN: Jupiter V
- CHAPTER ELEVEN: Jupiter V
We put that question to Lansing's only surviving student, a living crotchet named MacDougal. He wouldn't hear of it; to him it was like questioning the Word of God. Besides, he said, if Lyons is right, how do you propose to test it? Rotifers are microscopic animals. Except for their eggs, their body cells are invisible even under the microscope. Technically speaking, in fact, they don't seem to have any body cells as adults just a sort of generalized protoplasmic continuum in which the nuclei are scattered at random, rather like the plasmodium of a slimemold. It would be quite a few months of Sundays before we ever got a look at a rotifer chromosome.
Lyons thought he had an answer for that. He proposed to develop a technique of microtome preparation which would make, not one, but several different slices through a rotifer's egg. With any sort of luck, he said, we might be able to extend the technique to rotifer spores, and maybe even to the adult critters.
We thought we ought to try it. Without telling Pfitzner about it, we gave Pearl River Labs that headache. We put Lyons himself in charge and assigned MacDougal to act as a consultant (which he did by sniping and scoffing every minute of the day, until not only Lyons, but everybody else in the plant hated him). It was awful. Rotifers, it turns out, are incredibly delicate animals, just about impossible to preserve after they're dead, no matter what stage of their development you catch them in. Time and time again, Lyons came up with microscope slides which, he said, proved that the long-lived rotifers were at least triploid three labeled chromosomes per bodycell instead of two and maybe even tetraploid. Every other expert in the Pearl River plant looked at them, and saw nothing but a blur which might have been rotifer chromosomes, and might equally well have been a newspaper halftone of a grey cat walking over a fur rug in a thick fog. The comparative tests producing polyploid rotifers and other critters with drugs like colchicine, and comparing them with the critters produced by Lansing's and MacDougal's classical breeding methods were just as indecisive. Lyons finally decided that what he needed to prove his case was the world's biggest and most expensive X-ray microscope, and right then we shut him down.