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"Alfie can't talk any other way." "Is there something wrong with the way I speak?" asked Alfie, wrinkling up his nose a little to see through the thick lenses of his glasses. "You wanta know about hyperdrive?" growled Astro. "To be sure, if you'd be so kind," said Alfie. "Well, if you'll close your trap long enough, I'll tell you about it!"
And what they can't exclude or attack, they'll accept, and then deny that it's proof of sapience. "What the hell do they want for proof of sapience?" Gerd demanded. "Nuclear energy and contragravity and hyperdrive?"
The stuff was all at least twenty days behind date, and not uniformly so, which accounted for much of the jiggling. It had been transmitted from Planetary Proconsulate to Prefecture, and from Prefecture to Viceroyalty, and from there to Odin, all by ship. A ship on hyperdrive could log light-years an hour, but radio waves still had to travel 186,000 mps.
They had been slowing down for several days, since their speed with the added hyperdrive had been increased greatly. The young cadet adjusted the last dial and the blue-green planet sprang into clear sharp focus on the screen. "Why," gasped Tom. "Sir, look! It's just like Earth!" "In more ways than one, Corbett," replied Connel. "What's our range?"
When the result was the same, he let out a whoop. When he returned to the control deck again, Astro, Kit, and Sid were already working the master control panel, adjusting some of the controls to take the enormous increase in speed. Kit grinned up at Tom. "Here we go, Tom," he said. "This is going to be the fastest ride you've ever had next to hyperdrive." "Then it really works?" yelled the cadet.
"I know how it is," Alan said. After a while Captain Donnell said, "I see you're still reading that Cavour book." He chuckled. "Still haven't given up the idea of finding the hyperdrive, have you?" "You know I haven't, Dad. I'm sure Cavour really did work it out, before he disappeared. If we could only discover his notebook, or even a letter or something that could get us back on the trail "
Soon he was spending most of his time at the shipyard, watching the engines go in Abbot lift-and-drive for normal space, Dillingham hyperdrive, power-converters, pseudograv, all at the center of the globular ship. Living quarters and workshops went in next, all armored in collapsium-plated steel.
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