"Well, then, here we go!"
Arcot dived for the control room, while Morey shut off the telectroscope and put the latest photographs in the file.
Suddenly s.p.a.ce was snapping about him--they were off again. Another shock of surging energy--another--the ship leaped forward at tremendous speed--still greater--then they were rushing at top speed, and beside them ran the ghost ships of the _Ancient Mariner_.
Morey pushed himself into the control room just as Arcot, Wade, and Fuller were getting ready to start for the lab.
"We"re off for quite a while, now," he said. "Our goal is about five days away. I suggest we stop at the end of four days, make more accurate measurements, then plan a closer stop.
"I think from now on we ought to sleep in relays, so that there will be three of us awake at all times. I"ll turn in now for ten hours, and then someone else can sleep. Okay?"
It was agreed, and in the meantime the three on duty went down to the lab to work.
Arcot had finished the installation of the invisibility apparatus in his suit at the end of ten hours, much to his disappointment. He tested it, then cast about for something to do while Wade and Morey added the finishing touches to theirs.
Morey came down, and when Wade had finished his, which took another quarter of an hour, he took the off duty shift.
Arcot had gone to the library, and Morey was at work down below. Fuller had come up, looking for something to do, and had hit upon the excellent idea of fixing a meal.
He had just begun his preparations in the kitchen when suddenly the _Ancient Mariner_ gave a violent leap, and the men, not expecting any weight, suddenly fell in different ways with terrific force!
Fuller fell half the length of the galley and was knocked out by the blow. Wade, asleep in bed, was awakened violently by the shock, and Morey, who had been strapped in his chair, was badly shaken.
Everyone cried out simultaneously--and Arcot was on his way to the control room. The first shock was but a forerunner of the storm.
Suddenly the ship was hurled violently about; the air was shot through with great burning sparks; the snapping hiss of electricity was everywhere, and every pointed metal object was throwing streamers of blue electric flame into the air! The ship rocked, heaved, and cavorted wildly, as though caught in the play of t.i.tanic forces!
Scrambling wildly along the hand-holds, Arcot made his way towards the control room, which was now above, now below, and now to one side of him as the wildly variable acceleration shook the ship. Doggedly, he worked his way up, frequently getting severe burns from the flaming sparks.
Below, in the power room, the relays were crashing in and out wildly.
Then, suddenly, a new sound was added just as Arcot pulled himself into the control chair and strapped himself down. The radiation detector buzzed out its screaming warning!
"COSMIC RAYS!" Arcot yelled. "HIGH CONCENTRATION!"
He slapped at the switch which shot the heavy relux screens across every window in the ship.
There was a sudden crash and a fuse went out below--a fuse made of a silver bar two feet thick! In an instant, the flames of the burning sparks flared up and died. The ship cavorted madly, shaking mightily in the t.i.tanic, cosmic forces that surrounded it--the forces that made the highest energy form in the universe!
Arcot knew that nothing could be done with the power coil. It was drained; the circuit was broken. He shifted in the molecular drive, pushing the acceleration to four gravities, as high as the men could stand.
And still the powerful ship was being tossed about, the plaything of inconceivable forces. They lived only because the forces did not try to turn the ship more violently, not because of the strength of the ship, for nothing could resist the awful power around them.
As a guide, Arcot used the compa.s.s gyroscope, the only one not twisted far out of its original position; with it, he managed to steer a fairly straight course.
Meanwhile, in the power room, Wade and Morey were working frantically to get the s.p.a.ce-strain drive coil recharged. Despite the strength-sapping strain of working under four gravities of acceleration, they managed to get the auxiliary power unit into operation. In a few moments, they had it pouring its energies into the coil-bank so that they could charge up the central drive coil.
Another silver bar fuse was inserted, and Wade checked the relays to make sure they were in working order.
Fuller, who had regained consciousness, worked his way laboriously down to the power room carrying three s.p.a.ce-suits. He had stopped in the lab to get the power belts, and the three men quickly donned them to help them overcome the four-gravity pull.
Another half hour sped by as the bucking ship forced its way through the terrific field in s.p.a.ce.
Suddenly they felt a terrific jolt again--then the ship was moving more smoothly, and gradually it was calm. They were through!
"Have we got power for the s.p.a.ce-strain drive yet?" Arcot called through the intercom.
"Enough," Morey cried. "Try it!"
Arcot cut off the molecular motion drive, and threw in all the s.p.a.ce-control power he had. The ship was suddenly supercharged with energy. It jarred suddenly--then was quiet. He allowed ten minutes to pa.s.s, then he cut off the drive and allowed the ship to go into free fall.
Morey"s voice came over the intercom. "Arcot, things are really busted up down here! We had to haywire half the drive together."
"I"ll be right down. Every instrument on the ship seems to be out of kilter!"
It was a good thing they had plenty of spare parts; some of the smaller relays had burned out completely, and several of the power leads had fused under the load that had been forced through them.
The s.p.a.ce-strain drive had been leaking energy at a terrific rate; without further repair, it could not function much longer.
In the power room, Arcot surveyed the damage. "Well, boys, we"d better get to work. We"re stranded here until we get that drive repaired!"
VIII
Forty hours later, Arcot was running the ship smoothly at top speed once again. The four men had gone to bed after more than thirty hours of hard work. That, coupled with the exhaustion of working under four gravities, as they had while the ship was going through the storm, was enough to make them sleep soundly.
Arcot had awakened before the others and had turned on the drive after resetting their course.
After that was done, there was little to do, and time began to hang heavily on Arcot"s hands. He decided to make a thorough inspection of the hull when the others awoke. The terrific strain might have opened cracks in the lux metal hull that would not be detectable from the inside because the inner wall was separated from the outer envelope.
Accordingly, he got out the s.p.a.cesuits, making sure the oxygen tanks were full and all was ready. Then he went into the library, got out some books, and set about some calculations he had in mind.
When Morey woke, some hours later, he found Arcot still at work on his calculations.
"Hey!" he said, swinging himself into the chair beside Arcot, "I thought you"d be on the lookout for more cosmic rays!"
"Curious delusion, wasn"t it?" asked Arcot blandly. "As a matter of fact, I"ve been busy doing some figuring. I think our chance of meeting another such region is about one in a million million million million.
Considering those chances, I don"t think we need to worry. I don"t see how we ever met _one_--but the chances of hitting one are better than hitting two."
Just then Fuller stuck his head in the door.
"Oh," he said, "so you"re at it already? Well, I wonder if one of you could tell me just what it was we hit? I"ve been so busy I haven"t had a chance to think."
"Don"t take the chance now, then," grinned Morey. "You might strain your brain."
"_Please_!" Fuller pleaded, wincing. "Not before breakfast. Just explain what that storm was."