Day of a Scientist 181 



will be clear enough, of course, if you have been wrong, 

 but how right can one be? 



"You're getting too complicated for me. Bill; I'm going 

 to bed with the thought that I couldn't have been righter 

 when I selected a promising young scientist for my hus- 

 band." 



As Bill waited downstairs to catch the last ten minutes 

 of "Modern Jazz for Modern Minds" (he played the clari- 

 net in college and liked to keep up, at least in theory, with 

 the Modern Jazz Quartet), he reflected that he probably 

 hadn't made a mistake either — not about Jane and not 

 about a career that provided so many days as full as the 

 one just past. 



