When Freemen Shall Stand by Nelson S. Bond

What manner of men Steve Duane expected to see enter the cavernous chamber, he could not have really told. Men of a future era -- for by now he was firmly convinced that it _was_ a future era in which he and his companions had roused -- might differ from men of the Twentieth Century in great or in no degree. He could even conceive of looking upon members of the long-heralded race of supermen, and was fully prepared to greet such arrivals.

This presumptuous logic, based on hunch, was typical of Duane. Unorthodox, perhaps -- but it was this high, swift, imaginative quality of thought which had set him apart as one of his country's ablest young chemical engineers. If hunches like these occasionally led him to error, more often they led him to success in fields where others had failed.