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Presently he went over to his console, to his pads of paper and pencils, and began sketching rapidly, drawing the interlocking and repulsing fields, the alignments, mathing out the stresses in an attempt to visualize just what it was that the Confusor would now be doing....
Ishie took his time answering, and when he did his words come slowly. "Ah, yes. Confusor it is. I was attempting to confound Heisenberg's statement; but instead I think between us we have confused the issue. "Heisenberg said that there was no certainty in our measurement of the exact orbit of an electron.
Ishie turned the Confusor off and then back on, and watched the display gauge rise to the six hundred forty mark, and then show the fraction above it .12128. Then carefully, ever so infinitesimally, he adjusted a knob on the device. The readout sank back towards zero, coming to rest reading 441.3971. "We'll have to put a vernier control on this phase circuit," Ishie said to himself.
He moved toward the Confusor. "Hold it," said Mike. "The displacement in orbit won't be very much, at least on the first few go-arounds, will it? and if we switch it now, somebody'll start getting suspicious of this magneto-ionic effect. The effect that's doing all this. A sudden reversal might not be in its character, if it had a character.
Hot Rod had been secured to the ship with extra acceleration cables, and as soon as practicable a remote-controlled Confusor would be placed aboard to assist in any fast maneuvers that they might have to make; but for now there was no acceleration, and the group composed of the wheel, the big laser, the dump and the pile moved peacefully in orbit under free-fall conditions.
The Confusor churkled quietly as the piece of plastic exerted its tiny mass in a six hundred forty pound attempt to take off towards the north star.
"I got on the wheel, thought I'd stay for the ride I'd found a funny suit in which to hide But I went through a closet and I was outside! I'd went where I wasn't going!" Tombu and Mike joined happily in the chorus, bawling it out at the top of their lungs as they began the work that would make the big Confusor.
"There is," he said, "the little matter of the fact that in all innocence but nevertheless quite actually we wiped out Thule Base. "If we don't get the big Confusor in operation very soon, it may be that we shall spend a good deal of time in Earth's courts proving our innocence while someone else botches most thoroughly the job of creating a Confusor that could take us to the stars.
Just tell me what you did!" Carefully now, Mike began outlining in detail his inspection of the device and each step he had taken as he added to its complexities. When he had finished, the two sat back on their heels thinking. Finally, Mike spoke. "Ishie, will you please tell me just how does this thing ... this Confusor ... get that thrust? Just exactly what is involved here?"
The empty racks around the Confusor slowly filled with more test instruments both borrowed and devised; and the formerly unoccupied corner of the section of panels took on more and more the look of a complete installation, in the center of which the Confusor still churkled quietly, pitting its strength against the mighty monster to which it was so firmly tied.
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