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Updated: May 4, 2025
There were reds and browns and yellows. There were grays and dusty deep-blues and streaks of completely impossible tints in combination. But Joe couldn't watch that. He kept his eyes on a very special gadget which was a radar range-finder. He hadn't used it about the Platform because there were too many tin cans and such trivia floating about. It wouldn't be dependable.
"So that's how you feel about my invention!" he snapped. "Yes, that's the way I feel about your invention!" replied Sykes hotly. "I know three cadets that could build that gadget in half the time it's taken you just to figure out the theory!" Commander Walters, Captain Strong, and Joan Dale were fighting to keep from laughing at the hot exchange between the two veteran spacemen.
Like many such schemes, the moment a suspicion of foul play developed, the plan began to boomerang. "I think the order of events is clear enough," Steve concluded. "Any questions?" Barby had one. "I don't understand about Dr. Marks. Did they turn on the mind reader from the train?" "Probably. The man on the train apparently had a two-section gadget in a suitcase.
Unlike the ordinary induction coil, it isn't necessary to keep supplying power to the thing; it's a static condition. "You can see for yourself how much energy it holds. It's a handy little gadget, isn't it?" He shut off the rest of the instruments and the television screen, then turned to his father. "The demonstration is over. Got any theories, Dad?" The elder Dr. Arcot frowned in thought.
Old Harry walked over to a nearby bin, pulled it open, and looked inside. He closed it, pulled open another. He found the gadget on the third try. It was a plastic case, six by six by eight, and it still smelled of hot insulation, although the case itself was barely warm. "What is it?" Harry asked in wonder. "It's the gizmo that turned your equipment off.
Then he went off with great dignity but shaking with panic to think up more nonsense." "Evidently," said Hoddan in relief, "you believe me when I say that my gadget doesn't make deathrays." The ambassador looked slightly embarrassed. "To be honest," he admitted, "I've no doubt that you invented it independently, but they've been using such a device for half a century in the Cetis cluster.
I'll tell Mike to put distance between him and you as fast as he can." "All right, Steve." There seemed to be no other way. Rick turned to his father and Winston, and repeated the conversation. "He's right, Hartson," Winston said. "You're in good enough shape to travel. Better get packed." The cyberneticist looked at Rick. "What did you call the enemy gadget? A mind reader? That's an odd name."
It wouldn't prevent bombing, of course. But there was a gadget.... Joe spoke into the microphone: "Reporting everything all right so far. But you know it." The voice from solid ground said, "Report acknowledged." The ships went on and on and on. The Chief muttered to himself and made very minute adjustments of the movement of one of his drones. Mike fussed with his.
Twice they were halted by locked doors, but only momentarily, for Kurt had a tiny gadget, concealed in the palm of his hand, which had only to be held over a latch to open a recalcitrant door.
And we explain that the aliens went away when they found their weapon useless and we started to get rough with them!" "Oh," said Lockley listlessly. "But the really beautiful thing," the general told him, "is your gadget! They can be made by millions. Ridiculously cheap, they tell me. Everybody in the world will want one, and we'll pass them out. No government could stop that! Not even Russia!
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