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Updated: May 18, 2025
Please keep a good man on him until further notice.... I wish you would send two or three guards out here right away, to-night; men you can trust and who will stay awake.... Thanks. Good night." Direct Action Seaton and Crane spent some time developing the object-compass.
Then he leaped to his feet and darted into his room, returning with an object-compass whose needle pointed upward. "DuQuesne did it," he cried exultantly. "This baby is still looking right at him. Now let's go make it snappy!" "Not yet. We should find out how far away they are; that may give us an idea." Suiting action to word, he took up his stopwatch and set the needle swinging.
"I see you're surprised at my knowing your language. You're a very inferior race of animals don't even understand telepathy, don't understand the luminiferous ether, or the relation between time and space. Your greatest things, such as the Skylark and your object-compass, are merely toys."
"An object-compass is a needle of specially-treated copper, so activated that it points always toward one certain object, after being once set upon it. Seaton undoubtedly has one upon me; but, sensitive as they are, they can't hold on a mass as small as a man at this distance. That was why we left at midnight, after he had gone to bed so that we'd be out of range before he woke up.
"You intend starting open war upon your return?" "The war started when I tried to pick off the women with my attractor. That is why I am leaving at midnight. He always goes to bed at eleven-thirty, and I will be out of range of his object-compass before he wakes up. Seaton and I understand each other perfectly.
Only when thinking deeply or discussing abstruse matter did Seaton employ the carefully selected and precise phrasing, which he knew so well how to use. "Well, none of them was beyond repair and the juice was still on most of them. One was an object-compass bearing on the Earth. We simply fixed the bearings, put on some minor improvements, and here we are."
Seaton, not wishing to let the foe see the rejuvenated Skylark, jerked his captive high into the thin air. As soon as it was released, it headed for the ocean in an almost perpendicular dive, while Seaton focused an object-compass upon it. "Go to it, old top," he addressed the plunging monster. "We'll follow you clear to the bottom of the ocean if you go that far!"
Your 'object-compass' did the trick." He narrated all the events of the previous night. "I'd like to send him to the chair for this job," said Seaton with rising anger. "We ought to shoot him anyway, damn him I'm sorry duels have gone out of fashion, for I can't shoot him off-hand, the way things are now I sure wish I could."
"But they were heavier there Oh, sure, you're right. It's mass, not weight, that counts. But we sure are in one fine, large jam now. Instead of being half-way back to the Earth we're where are we, anyway?" They made a reading on an object-compass focused upon the Earth. Seaton's face lengthened as seconds passed. When it had come to rest, both men calculated the distance.
Do you suppose it could have shifted the gyroscopes?" "It not only could have, it did," replied Crane, turning the bar until it again pointed parallel with the object-compass which bore upon the Earth. "Look at the board. The angle has been changed through nearly half a circumference. We couldn't carry gyroscopes heavy enough to counteract that force."
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