Back to their three inter-communicating rooms the prisoners were led under heavy guard; and, true to his word, Nerado made certain that they had no more opportunities to escape. To Nevia the s.p.a.ce-ship sped without incident, and in manacles the Terrestrials were taken to the College of Science, there to undergo the physical and psychical examinations which Nerado had promised them.
Nor had the Nevian scientist-captain erred in stating that their cooperation was neither needed nor desired. Furious but impotent, the human beings were studied in laboratory after laboratory by the coldly a.n.a.lytical, unfeeling scientists of Nevia, to whom they were nothing more or less than specimens; and in full measure they came to know what it meant to play the part of an unknown, lowly organism in a biological research. They were photographed, externally and internally. Every bone, muscle, organ, vessel, and nerve was studied and charted. Every reflex and reaction was noted and discussed. Meters registered every impulse and recorders filmed every thought, every idea, and every sensation. Endlessly, day after day, the nerve-wracking torture went on, until the frantic subjects could bear no more. White-faced and shaking, Clio finally screamed wildly, hysterically, as she was being strapped down upon a laboratory bench; and at the sound Costigan"s nerves, already at the breaking point, gave way in an outburst of berserk fury.
The man"s struggles and the girl"s shrieks were alike futile, but the surprised Nevians, after a consultation, decided to give the specimens a vacation. To that end they were installed, together with their Earthly belongings, in a three-roomed structure of transparent metal, floating in the large central lagoon of the city. There they were left undisturbed for a time-undisturbed, that is, except by the continuous gaze of the crowd of hundreds of amphibians which constantly surrounded the floating cottage.
"First we"re bugs under a microscope," Bradley growled, "then we"re goldfish in a bowl. I don"t know that...."
He broke off as two of their jailers entered the room. Without a word into the transformers they seized Bradley and Clio. As those tentacular arms stretched out toward the girl, Costigan leaped. A vain attempt. In midair the paralyzing beam of the Nevians touched him and he crashed heavily to the crystal floor; and from that floor he looked on in helpless, raging fury while his sweetheart and his captain were carried out of their prison and into a waiting submarine.
CHAPTER 16
SUPER-SHIP IN ACTION
Doctor Frederick Rodebush sat at the control panel of Triplanetary"s newly reconstructed super-ship; one finger poised over a small black b.u.t.ton. Facing the unknown though the physicist was, yet he grinned whimsically at his friend.
"Something, whatever it is, is about to occur. The Boise is about to take off. Ready, Cleve?"
"Shoot!" laconically. Cleveland also was const.i.tutionally unable to voice his deeper sentiments in time of stress.
Rodebush drove his finger down, and instantly over both men there came a sensation akin to a tremendously intensified vertigo; but a vertigo as far beyond the s.p.a.ce-sickness of weightlessness as that horrible sensation is beyond mere Earthly dizziness. The pilot reached weakly toward the board, but his leaden hands refused utterly to obey the dictates of his reeling mind. His brain was a writhing, convulsive ma.s.s of torment indescribable; expanding, exploding, swelling out with an unendurable pressure against its confining skull. Fiery spirals, laced with streaming, darting lances of black and green, flamed inside his bursting eyeb.a.l.l.s. The Universe spun and whirled in mad gyrations about him as he reeled drunkenly to his feet, staggering and sprawling. He fell. He realized that he was falling, yet he could not fall! Thrashing wildly, grotesquely in agony, he struggled madly and blindly across the room, directly toward the thick steel wall. The tip of one hair of his unruly thatch touched the wall, and the slim length of that single hair did not even bend as its slight strength brought to an instant halt the hundred-and-eighty-odd pounds of ma.s.s-ma.s.s now entirely without inertia-that was his body.
But finally the sheer brain power of the man began to triumph over his physical torture. By force of will he compelled his grasping hands to seize a life-line, almost meaningless to his dazed intelligence; and through that nightmare incarnate of h.e.l.lish torture he fought his way back to the control board. Hooking one leg around a standard, he made a seemingly enormous effort and depressed a red b.u.t.ton; then fell flat upon the floor, weakly but in a wave of relief and thankfulness, as his racked body felt again the wonted phenomena of weight and of inertia. White, trembling, frankly and openly sick, the two men stared at each other in half-amazed joy.
"It worked," Cleveland smiled wanly as he recovered sufficiently to speak, then leaped to his feet. "Snap it up, Fred! We must be falling fast-we"ll be wrecked when we hit!"
"We"re not falling anywhere." Rodebush, foreboding in his eyes, walked over to the main observation plate and scanned the heavens. "However, it"s not as bad as I was afraid it might be. I can still recognize a few of the constellations, even though they are all pretty badly distorted. That means that we can"t be more than a couple of light-years or so away from the Solar System. Of course, since we had so little thrust on, practically all of our energy and time was taken up in getting out of the atmosphere. Even at that, though, it"s a good thing that s.p.a.ce isn"t a perfect vacuum, or we would have been clear out of the Universe by this time."
"Huh? What are you talking about? Impossible! Where are we, anyway? Then we must be making mil.... Oh, I see!" Cleveland exclaimed, somewhat incoherently, as he also stared into the plate.
"Right. We aren"t traveling at all-now." Rodebush replied. "We are perfectly stationary relative to Tellus, since we made that hop without inertia. We must have attained one hundred percent neutralization-one hundred point oh oh oh oh oh-which we didn"t quite expect. Therefore we must have stopped instantaneously when our inertia was restored. Incidentally, that original, pre-inertialess velocity "intrinsic" velocity, suppose we could call it?-is going to introduce plenty of complications, but we don"t have to worry about them right now. Also, it isn"t where we are that is worrying me-we can get fixes on enough recognizable stars to find that out in short order-it"s when."
"That"s right, too. Say we"re two light years away from home. You think maybe that we"re two years older now than we were ten minutes ago? Interesting no end-and distinctly possible. Maybe even probable-I wouldn"t know-there"s been a lot of discussion on that theory, and as far as I know we"re the first ones who ever had a chance to prove or disprove it absolutely. Let"s snap back to Tellus and find out, right now."
"We"ll do that, after a little more experimenting. You see, I had no intention of giving us such a long push. I was going to throw the switches in and out, but you know what happened. However, there"s one good thing about it-it"s worth two years of anybody"s life to settle that relativity-time thing definitely, one way or the other."
"I"ll say it is. But say, we"ve got a lot of power on our ultra-wave; enough to reach Tellus, I think. Let"s locate the sun and get in touch with Samms."
"Let"s work on these controls a little first, so we"ll have something to report. Out here"s a fine place to try the ship out-nothing in the way."
"All right with me. But I would like to find out whether I"m two years older than I think I am, or not!"
Then for four hours they put the great super-ship through her paces, just as test-pilots check up on every detail of performance of an airplane of new and radical design. They found that the horrible vertigo could be endured, perhaps in time even conquered as s.p.a.ce-sickness could be conquered, by a strong will in a sound body; and that their new conveyance had possibilities of which even Rodebush had never dreamed. Finally, their most pressing questions answered, they turned their most powerful ultra-beam communicator toward the yellowish star which they knew to be Old Sol.
"Samms ... Samms." Cleveland spoke slowly and distinctly. "Rodebush and Cleveland reporting from the "s.p.a.ce-Eating Wampus", now directly in line with Beta Ursae Minoris from the sun, distance about two point two light years. It will take six bands of tubes on your tightest beam, LSV3, to reach us. Barring a touch of an unusually severe type of s.p.a.ce-sickness, everything worked beautifully; even better than either of us dared to believe. There"s something we want to know right away-have we been gone four hours and some odd minutes, or better than two years?"
He turned to Rodebush and went on:
"n.o.body knows how fast this ultra-wave travels, but if it goes as fast as we did coming out it"s no creeper. I"ll give him about thirty minutes, then shoot in another...."
But, interrupting Cleveland"s remark, the care-ravaged face of Virgil Samms appeared sharp and clear upon the plate and his voice snapped curtly from the speaker.
"Thank G.o.d you"re alive, and twice that that the ship works!" he exclaimed. "You"ve been gone four hours, eleven minutes, and forty one seconds, but never mind about abstract theorizing. Get back here, to Pittsburgh, as fast as you can drive. That Nevian vessel or another one like her is mopping up the city, and has destroyed half the Fleet already!"
"We"ll be back there in nine minutes!" Rodebush snapped into the transmitter. "Two to get from here to atmosphere, four from Atmosphere down to the Hill, and three to cool off. Notify the full four-shift crew-everybody we"ve picked out. Don"t need anybody else. Ship, equipment, and armament are ready!"
"Two minutes to atmosphere? Think you can do it?" Cleveland asked, as Rodebush flipped off the power and leaped to the control panel. "You might, though, at that."
"We could do it in less than that if we had to. We used scarcely any power at all coming out, and I"m going to use quite a lot going back," the physicist explained rapidly, as he set the dials which would determine their flashing course.
The master switches were thrown and the pangs of inertialessness again a.s.sailed them-but weaker far this time than ever before-and upon their lookout plates they beheld a spectacle never before seen by eye of man. For the ultra-beam, with its heterodyned vision, is not distorted by any velocity yet attained, as are the ether-borne rays of light. Converted into light only at the plate, it showed their progress as truly as though they had been traveling at a pace to be expressed in the ordinary terms of miles per hour. The yellow star that was the sun detached itself from the firmament and leaped toward them, swelling visibly, momently, into a blinding monster of incandescence. And toward them also flung the Earth, enlarging with such indescribable rapidity that Cleveland protested involuntarily, in spite of his knowledge of the peculiar mechanics of the vessel in which they were.
"Hold it, Fred, hold it! Way "nuff!" he exclaimed.
"I"m using only a few thousand kilograms of thrust, and I"ll cut that as soon as we touch atmosphere, long before she can even begin to heat," Rodebush explained. "Looks bad, but we"ll stop without a jar."
"What would you call this kind of flight, Fritz?" Cleveland asked. "What"s the opposite of "inert"?"
"d.a.m.ned if I know. Isn"t any, I guess. Light? No ... how would "free" be?"
"Not bad. "Free" and "Inert" maneuvering, eh? O.K."
Flying "free", then, the super-ship came from her practically infinite velocity to an almost instantaneous halt in the outermost, most tenuous layer of the Earth"s atmosphere. Her halt was but momentary. Inertia restored, she dropped at a sharp angle downward. More than dropped; she was forced downward by one full battery of projectors; projectors driven by iron-powered generators. Soon they were over the Hill, whose violet screens went down at a word.
Flaming a dazzling white from the friction of the atmosphere through which she had torn her way, the Boise slowed abruptly as she neared the ground, plunging toward the surface of the small but deep artificial lake below the Hill"s steel ap.r.o.n. Into the cold waters the s.p.a.ce-ship dove, and even before they could close over her, furious geysers of steam and boiling water erupted as the stubborn alloy gave up its heat to the cooling liquid. Endlessly the three necessary minutes dragged their slow way into time, but finally the water ceased boiling and Rodebush tore the ship from the lake and hurled her into the gaping doorway of her dock. The ma.s.sive doors of the airlocks opened, and while the full crew of picked men hurried aboard with their personal equipment, Samms talked earnestly to the two scientists in the control room.
"... and about half the fleet is still in the air. They aren"t attacking; they are just trying to keep her from doing much more damage until you can get there. How about your take-off? We can"t launch you again-the tracks are gone-but you handled her easily enough coming in?"
"That was all my fault," Rodebush admitted. "I had no idea that the fields would extend beyond the hull. We"ll take her out on the projectors this time, though, the same as we brought her in-she handles like a bicycle. The projector blast tears things up a little, but nothing serious. Have you got that Pittsburgh beam for me yet? We"re about ready to go."
"Here it is, Doctor Rodebush," came Norma"s voice, and upon the screen there flashed into being the view of the events transpiring above that doomed city. "The dock is empty and sealed against your blast."
"Goodbye, and power to your tubes!" came Samms" ringing voice.
As the words were being spoken mighty blasts of power raved from the driving projectors, and the immense ma.s.s of the super-ship shot out through the portals and upward into the stratosphere. Through the tenuous atmosphere the huge globe rushed with ever-mounting speed, and while the hope of Triplanetary drove eastward Rodebush studied the ever-changing scene of battle upon his plate and issued detailed instructions to the highly trained specialists manning every offensive and defensive weapon.
But the Nevians did not wait to join battle until the newcomers arrived. Their detectors were sensitive-operative over untold thousands of miles-and the ultra-screen of the Hill had already been noted by the invaders as the Earth"s only possible source of trouble. Thus the departure of the Boise had not gone unnoticed, and the fact that not even with his most penetrant rays could he see into her interior had already given the Nevian commander some slight concern. Therefore as soon as it was determined that the great globe was being directed toward Pittsburgh the fish-shaped cruiser of the void went into action.
High in the stratosphere, speeding eastward, the immense ma.s.s of the Boise slowed abruptly, although no projector had slackened its effort. Cleveland, eyes upon interferometer grating and spectrophotometer charts, fingers flying over calculator keys, grinned as he turned toward Rodebush.
"Just as you thought, Skipper; an ultra-band pusher. C4V63L29. Shall I give him a little pull?"
"Not yet; let"s feel him out a little before we force a close-up. We"ve got plenty of ma.s.s. See what he does when I put full push on the projectors."
As the full power of the Tellurian vessel was applied the Nevian was forced backward, away from the threatened city, against the full drive of her every projector. Soon, however, the advance was again checked, and both scientists read the reason upon their plates. The enemy had put down reenforcing rods of tremendous power. Three compression members spread out fanwise behind her, bracing her against a low mountainside, while one huge tractor beam was thrust directly downward, holding in an unbreakable grip a cylinder of earth extending deep down into bedrock.
"Two can play at that game!" and Rodebush drove down similar beams, and forward-reaching tractors as well. "Strap yourselves in solid, everybody!" he sounded in general warning. "Something is going to give way somewhere soon, and when it does we"ll get a jolt!"
And the promised jolt did indeed come soon. Prodigiously ma.s.sive and powerful as the Nevian was, the Boise was even more ma.s.sive and more powerful; and as the already enormous energy feeding the tractors, pushers, and projectors was raised to its inconceivable maximum, the vessel of the enemy was hurled upward, backward; and that of Earth shot ahead with a bounding leap that threatened to strain even her mighty members. The Nevian anchor rods had not broken; they had simply pulled up the vast cylinders of solid rock that had formed their anchorages.