He was interrupted by a secretary. "Mr. Harriman, Mr. Montgomery wants to speak to you."
"Eh? Has he gotten my code already?"
"I don"t know, sir."
"Well, put him on."
Montgomery had not received the second message. But he had news for Harriman: Costa Rica had sold all its X-fuel to the English Ministry of Power, soon after the disaster. There was not an ounce of it left, neither in Costa Rica, nor in England.
Harriman sat and moped for several minutes after Montgomery had cleared the screen. Then he called Coster. "Bob? Is LeCroix there?""Right here-we were about to go out to dinner together. Here he is, now."
"Howdy, Les. Les, that was a good brain storm of yours, but it didn"t work. Somebody stole the baby."
"Eh? Oh, I get you. I"m sorry."
"Don"t ever waste time being sorry. Well go ahead as originally planned. We"ll get there!"
"Sure we will."
CHAPTER SEVEN.
FROM THE JUNE ISSUE of Popular Technics magazine: "URANIUM PROSPECTING ON THE MOON-A Fact Article about a soon-to-come Major Industry."
From HOLIDAY: "Honeymoon on the Moon-A Discussion of the Miracle Resort that your children will enjoy, as told to our travel editor."
From the American Sunday Magazine: "DIAMONDS ON THE MOON? -A World Famous Scientist Shows Why Diamonds Must Be Common As Pebbles in the Lunar Craters."
"Of course, Clem, I don"t know anything about electronics, but here is (lie way it was explained to me.
You can hold the beam of a television broadcast down to a degree or so these days, can"t you?"
"Yes-if you use a big enough reflector."
"You"ll have plenty of elbow room. Now Earth covers a s.p.a.ce two degrees wide, as seen from the Moon. Sure, it"s quite a distance away, but you"d have no power losses and absolutely perfect and unchanging conditions for transmission. Once you made your set-up, it wouldn"t be any more expensive than broadcasting from the top of a mountain here, and a derned sight less expensive than keeping copters in the air from coast to coast, the way you"re having to do now."
"It"s a fantastic scheme, Delos."
"What"s fantastic about it? Getting to the Moon is my worry, not yours. Once we are there, there"s going to be television back to Earth, you can bet your shirt on that. It"s a natural set-up for line-of-sight transmission. If you aren"t interested, I"ll have to find someone who is."
"I didn"t say I wasn"t interested."
"Well, make up your mind. Here"s another thing, Clem-I don"t want to go sticking my nose into your business, but haven"t you had a certain amount of trouble since you lost the use of the power satellite as a relay station?"
"You know the answer; don"t needle me. Expenses have gone out of sight without any improvement in revenue."
"That wasn"t quite what I meant. How about censorship?"
The television executive threw up his hands. "Don"t say that word! How anybody expects a man to stay in business with every two-bit wowser in the country claiming a veto over what we can say and can"t say and what we can show and what we can"t show-it"s enough to make you throw up. The whole principle is wrong; it"s like demanding that grown men live on skim milk because the baby can"t eat steak. If I were able to lay my hands on those confounded, prurient-minded, slimy-""Easy! Easy!" Harriman interrupted. "Did it ever occur to you that there is absolutely no way to interfere with a telecast from the Moon-and that boards of censorship on Earth won"t have jurisdiction in any case?"
"What? Say that again."
" "LIFE goes to the Moon." LIFE-TIME Inc. is proud to announce that arrangements have been completed to bring LIFE"S readers a personally conducted tour of the first trip to our satellite. In place of the usual weekly feature "LIFE Goes to a Party" there will commence, immediately after the return of the first successful-"
"a.s.sURANCE FOR THE NEW AGE".
(An excerpt from an advertis.e.m.e.nt of the North Atlantic Mutual Insurance and Liability Company) "-the same looking-to-the-future that protected our policy-holders after the Chicago Fire, after the San Francisco Fire, after every disaster since the War of 1812, now reaches out to insure you from unexpected loss even on the Moon-"
"THE UNBOUNDED FRONTIERS OF TECHNOLOGY".
"When the Moon ship Pioneer climbs skyward on a ladder of flame, twenty-seven essential devices in her "innards" will be powered by especially-engineered DELTA batteries-"
"Mr. Harriman, could you come out to the field?"
"What"s up, Bob?"
"Trouble," Coster answered briefly.
"What sort of trouble?"
Coster hesitated. "I"d rather not talk about it by screen. If you can"t come, maybe Les and I had better come there."
"I"ll be there this evening."
When Harriman got there he saw that LeCroix"s impa.s.sive face concealed bitterness, Coster looked stubborn and defensive. He waited until the three were alone in Coster"s workroom before he spoke.
"Let"s have it, boys."
LeCroix looked at Coster. The engineer chewed his lip and said, "Mr. Harriman, you know the stages this design has been through."
"More or less."
"We had to give up the catapult idea. Then we had this-" Coster rummaged on his desk, pulled out a perspective treatment of a four-step rocket, large but rather graceful. "Theoretically it was a possibility; practically it cut things too fine. By the time the stress group boys and the auxiliary group and the control group got through adding things we were forced to come to this-" He hauled out another sketch; it was basically like the first, but squattier, almost pyramidal. "We added a fifth stage as a ring around the fourth stage. We even managed to save some weight by using most of the auxiliary and control equipment for the fourth stage to control the fifth stage. And it still had enough sectional density to punch through the atmosphere with no important drag, even if it was clumsy."Harriman nodded. "You know, Bob, we"re going to have to get away from the step rocket idea before we set up a schedule run to the Moon."
"I don"t see how you can avoid it with chem-powered rockets."
"If you had a decent catapult you could put a single-stage chem-powered rocket into an orbit around the Earth, couldn"t you?"
"Sure."
"That"s what we"ll do. Then it will refuel in that orbit."
"The old s.p.a.ce-station set-up. I suppose that makes sense-in fact I know it does. Only the ship wouldn"t refuel and continue on to the Moon. The economical thing would be to have special ships that never landed anywhere make the jump from there to another fueling station around the Moon. Then-"
LeCroix displayed a most unusual impatience. "All that doesn"t mean anything now. Get on with the story, Bob."
"Right," agreed Harriman.
"Well, this model should have done it. And, d.a.m.n it, it still should do it."
Harriman looked puzzled. "But, Bob, that"s the approved design, isn"t it? That"s what you"ve got two-thirds built right out there on the field."
"Yes." Coster looked stricken. "But it won"t do it. It won"t work."
"Why not?"
"Because I"ve had to add in too much dead weight, that"s why. Mr. Harriman, you aren"t an engineer; you"ve no idea how fast the performance falls off when you have to clutter up a ship with anything but fuel and power plant. Take the landing arrangements for the fifth-stage power ring. You use that stage for a minute and a half, then you throw it away. But you don"t dare take a chance of it falling on Wichita or Kansas City. We have to include a parachute sequence. Even then we have to plan on tracking it by radar and cutting the shrouds by radio control when it"s over empty countryside and not too high. That means more weight, besides the parachute. By the time we are through, we don"t get a net addition of a mile a second out of that stage. It"s not enough."
Harriman stirred in his chair. "Looks like we made a mistake in trying to launch it from the States.
Suppose we took off from someplace unpopulated, say the Brazil coast, and let the booster stages fall in the Atlantic; how much would that save you?"
Coster looked off in the distance, then took out a slide rule. "Might work."
"How much of a ch.o.r.e will it be to move the ship, at this stage?"
"Well... it would have to be disa.s.sembled completely; nothing less would do. I can"t give you a cost estimate off hand, but it would be expensive."
"How long would it take?"
"Hmm... shucks, Mr. Harriman, I can"t answer off hand. Two years- eighteen months, with luck. We"d have to prepare a site. We"d have to build shops."Harriman thought about it, although he knew the answer in his heart. His shoe string, big as it was, was stretched to the danger point. He couldn"t keep up the promotion, on talk alone, for another two years; he had to have a successful flight and soon-or the whole jerry-built financial structure would burst. "No good, Bob."
"I was afraid of that. Well, I tried to add still a sixth stage." He held up another sketch. "You see that monstrosity? I reached the point of diminishing returns. The final effective velocity is actually less with this abortion than with the five-step job."
"Does that mean you are whipped, Bob? You can"t build a Moon ship?"
"No, I-"
LeCroix said suddenly, "Clear out Kansas."
"Eh?" asked Harriman.
"Clear everybody out of Kansas and Eastern Colorado. Let the fifth and fourth sections fall anywhere in that area. The third section falls in the Atlantic; the second section goes into a permanent orbit-and the ship itself goes on to the Moon. You could do it if you didn"t have to waste weight on the parachuting of the fifth and fourth sections. Ask Bob."
"So? How about it, Bob?"
"That"s what I said before. It was the parasitic penalties that whipped us. The basic design is all right."
"Hmmm... somebody hand me an Atlas." Harriman looked up Kansas and Colorado, did some rough figuring. He stared off into s.p.a.ce, looking surprisingly, for the moment, as Coster did when the engineer was thinking about his own work. Finally he said, "It won"t work."
"Why not?"
"Money. I told you not to worry about money-for the ship. But it would cost upward of six or seven million dollars to evacuate that area even for a day. We"d have to settle nuisance suits out of hand; we couldn"t wait. And there would be a few diehards who just couldn"t move anyhow."
LeCroix said savagely, "If the crazy fools won"t move, let them take their chances."
"I know how you feel, Les. But this project is too big to hide and too big to move. Unless we protect the bystanders we"ll be shut down by court order and force. I can"t buy all the judges in two states. Some of them wouldn"t be for sale."
"It was a nice try, Les," consoled Coster.
"I thought it might be an answer for all of us," the pilot answered.
Harriman said, "You were starting to mention another solution, Bob?"
Coster looked embarra.s.sed. "You know the plans for the ship itself-a three-man job, s.p.a.ce and supplies for three."
"Yes. What are you driving at?"
"It doesn"t have to be three men. Split the first step into two parts, cut the ship down to the bare minimum for one man and jettison the remainder. That"s the only way I see to make this basic designwork." He got out another sketch. "See? One man and supplies for less than a week. No airlock- the pilot stays in his pressure suit. No galley. No bunks. The bare minimum to keep one man alive for a maximum of two hundred hours. It will work."
"It will work," repeated LeCroix, looking at Coster.
Harriman looked at the sketch with an odd, sick feeling at his stomach. Yes, no doubt it would work-and for the purposes of the promotion it did not matter whether one man or three went to the Moon and returned. Just to do it was enough; he was dead certain that one successful flight would cause money to roll in so that there would be capital to develop to the point of practical, pa.s.senger-carrying ships.
The Wright brothers had started with less.
"If that is what I have to put up with, I suppose I have to," he said slowly.
Coster looked relieved. "Fine! But there is one more hitch. You know the conditions under which I agreed to tackle this job-I was to go along. Now Les here waves a contract under my nose and says he has to be the pilot."
"It"s not just that," LeCroix countered. "You"re no pilot, Bob. You"ll kill yourself and ruin the whole enterprise, just through bull-headed stubbornness."
"I"ll learn to fly it. After all, I designed it. Look here, Mr. Harriman, I hate to let you in for a suit-Les says he will sue-but my contract antedates his. I intend to enforce it."
"Don"t listen to him, Mr. Harriman. Let him do the suing. I"ll fly that ship and bring her back. He"ll wreck it."
"Either I go or I don"t build the ship," Coster said flatly.
Harriman motioned both of them to keep quiet. "Easy, easy, both of you. You can both sue me if it gives you any pleasure. Bob, don"t talk nonsense; at this stage I can hire other engineers to finish the job. You tell me it has to be just one man."
"That"s right."
"You"re looking at him."
They both stared.
"Shut your jaws," Harriman snapped. "What"s funny about that? You both knew I meant to go. You don"t think I went to all this trouble just to give you two a ride to the Moon, do you? I intend to go.
What"s wrong with me as a pilot? I"m in good health, my eyesight is all right, I"m still smart enough to learn what I have to learn. If I have to drive my own buggy, I"ll do it. I won"t step aside for anybody, not anybody, d"you hear me?"
Coster got his breath first. "Boss, you don"t know what you are saying."
Two hours later they were still wrangling. Most of the time Harriman had stubbornly sat still, refusing to answer their arguments. At last he went out of the room for a few minutes, on the usual pretext. When he came back in he said, "Bob, what do you weigh?"