Morey nodded. "The question is: How helpless are we?"

"Depends entirely on that star; let's see if we can get a focus on it."

At the orbital velocity of the ship, focussing on the star was indeed a

difficult thing to do. It took them well over an hour to get the image

centered in the screen without its drifting off toward one edge; it took

even longer to get the focus close enough to a sphere to give them a

definite reading on the instruments. The image had started out as a

streak, but by taking smaller and smaller sections of the streak at the

proper times, they managed to get a good, solid image. But to get it

bright enough was another problem; they were only picking up a fraction

of the light, and it had to be amplified greatly to make a visible

image.

When they finally got what they were looking for, Morey gazed steadily

at the image. "Now the job is to figure the distance. And we haven't got

much parallax to work with."

"If we compute in the timing in our blinker system at opposite sides of

the orbit, I think we can do it," Arcot said.

They went to work on the problem. When Fuller and Wade showed up, they

were given work to do--Morey gave them equations to solve without

telling them to what the figures applied.

Finally Arcot said: "Their period about the common center of gravity is

thirty-nine hours, as I figure it."

Morey nodded. "Check. And that gives us a distance of two million miles

apart."

"Just what are you two up to?" asked Fuller. "What good is another star?

The one we're interested in is this freak underneath us."

"No," Arcot corrected, "we're interested in getting _away_ from the one

beneath us, which is an entirely different matter. If we were midway

between this star and that one, the gravitational effects of the two

would be cancelled out, since we would be pulled as hard in one

direction as the other. Then we'd be free of both pulls and could

escape!

"If we could get into that neutral area long enough to turn on our space

strain drive, we could get away between them fast. Of course, a lot of

our energy would be eaten up, but we'd get away.

"That's our only hope," Arcot concluded.

"Yes, and what a whale of a hope it is," Wade snorted sarcastically.

"How are you going to get out to a point halfway between these two stars

when you don't have enough power to lift this ship a few miles?"

"If Mahomet can not go to the mountain," misquoted Arcot, "then the

mountain must come to Mahomet."

"What are you going to do?" Wade asked in exasperation. "Beat Joshua? He

made the sun stand still, but this is a job of throwing them around!"

"It is," agreed Arcot quietly, "and I intend to throw that star in such

a way that we can escape between the twin fields! We can escape between

the hammer and the anvil as millions of millions of millions of tons of

matter crash into each other."

"And you intend to swing that?" asked Wade in awe as he thought of the

spectacle there would be when two suns fell into each other. "Well, I

don't want to be around."

"You haven't any choice," Arcot grinned. Then his face grew serious.

"What I want to do is simple. We have the molecular ray. Those stars are

hot. They don't fall into each other because they are rotating about

each other. Suppose that rotation were stopped--stopped suddenly and

completely? The molecular ray acts catalytically; we won't supply the

power to stop that star, the star itself will. All we have to do is

cause the molecules to move in a direction opposite to the rotation.

We'll supply the impulse, and the star will supply the energy!

"Our job will be to break away when the stars get close enough; we are

really going to hitch our wagon to a star!

"The mechanics of the job are simple. We will have to calculate when and

how long to use the power, and when and how quickly to escape. We'll

have to use the main power board to generate the ray and project it

instead of the little ray units. With luck, we ought to be free of this

star in three days!"

Work was started at once. They had a chance of life in sight, and they

had every intention of taking advantage of it! The calculating machines

they had brought would certainly prove worth their mass in this one use.

The observations were extremely difficult because the ship was rocketing

around the star in such a rapid orbit. The calculations of the mass and

distance and orbital motion of the other star were therefore very

difficult, but the final results looked good.

The other star and this one formed a binary, the two being of only

slightly different mass and rotating about each other at a distance of

roughly two million miles.

The next problem was to calculate the time of fall from that point,

assuming that it would stop instantaneously, which would be

approximately true.

The actual fall would take only seven hours under the tremendous

acceleration of the two masses! Since the stars would fall toward each

other, the ship would be drawn toward the falling mass, and since their

orbit around the star took only a fraction of a second to complete, they

had to make sure they were in the right position at the halfway point

just before collision occurred. Also, their orbit would be greatly

perturbed as the star approached, and it was necessary to calculate that

in, too.

Arcot calculated that in twenty-two hours, forty-six minutes, they would

be in the most favorable position to start the fall. They could have

started sooner, but there were some changes that had to be made in the

wiring of the ship before they could start using the molecular ray at

full power.

"Well," said Wade as he finally finished the laborious computations, "I

hope we don't make a mistake and get caught between the two! And what

happens if we find we haven't stopped the star after all?"

"If we don't hit it exactly the first time," Morley replied, "we'll have

to juggle the ray until we do."

They set to work at once, installing the heavy leads to the ray

projectors, which were on the outside of the hull in countersunk

recesses. Morey and Wade had to go outside the ship to help attach the

cables.

Out in space, floating about the ship, they were still weightless, for

they, too, were supported by centrifugal force.

The work of readjusting the projectors for greater power was completed

in an hour and a quarter, which still left over twenty hours before they

could use them. During the next ten hours, they charged the great

storage coils to capacity, leaving the circuits to them open, controlled

by the relays only. That would keep the coils charged, ready to start.

Finally, Wade dusted off his hands and said: "We're all ready to go

mechanically, and I think it would be wise if we were ready physically,

too. I know we're not very tired, but if we sit around in suspense we'll

be as nervous as cats when the time comes. I suggest we take a couple of

sleeping tablets and turn in. If we use a mild shock to awaken us, we

won't oversleep."

The others agreed to the plan and prepared for their wait.

Awakened two hours before the actual moment of action, Wade prepared

breakfast, and Morey took observations. He knew just where the star

should be according to their calculations, and looked for it there. He

breathed a sigh of relief--it was exactly in place! Their mathematics

they had been sure of, but on such a rapidly moving machine, it was

exceedingly difficult to make good observations.

The two hours seemed to drag interminably, but at last Arcot signalled

for the full power of the molecular rays. They waited, breathlessly, for

some response. Nearly twenty seconds later, the other sun went out.

"We did it!" said Wade in a hushed voice. It was almost a shock to

realize that this ship had power enough to extinguish a sun!

Arcot and Morey weren't awed; they didn't have time. There were other

things to do and do fast.

They had checked the time required for them to see that the white dwarf

had gone out. Half of this gave them the distance from the star in light

seconds.

The screen had already been rigged to flash the information into a

computer, which in turn gave a time signal to the robot pilot that would

turn on the drive at precisely the right instant. There was no time for

human error here; the velocities were too great and the time for error

too small.

Then they waited. They had to wait for seven hours spinning dizzily

around an improbably tiny star with an equally improbably titanic

gravitational field. A star only a couple of dozens of miles across, and

yet so dense that it weighed half a million times as much as the Earth!

And they had to wait while another star like it, chilled now to absolute

zero, fell toward them!

"I wish we could stay around to see the splash," Arcot said. "It's going

to be something to see. All the kinetic energy of those two masses

slamming into each other is going to be a blaze of light that will

really be something!"

Wade was looking nervously at the telectroscope plate. "I wish we could

see that other sun. I don't like the idea of a thing that big creeping

up on us in the dark."

"Calm down," Morey said quietly. "It's out of our hands now; we took a

chance, and it was a chance we _had_ to take. If you want to watch

something, watch Junior down there. It's going to start doing some

pretty interesting tricks."

As the dense black sun approached them, Junior, as Morey had called it,

did begin to do tricks. At first they seemed to be optical effects, as

though the eye itself were playing tricks. The red, glowing ball beneath

them began to grow transparent around its surface, leaving an opaque red

core which seemed to be shrinking slowly.

"What's happening?" Fuller asked.

"Our orbit around the star is becoming more and more elliptical," Arcot

replied. "As the other sun pulls us, the star beneath us grows smaller

with the distance; then, as we begin to fall back toward it, it grows

larger again. Since this is taking place many hundreds of times per

second, the visual pictures all seem to blend in together."

"Watch the clock," Morey said suddenly, pointing.

The men watched tensely as the hand moved slowly around.

"Ten--nine--eight--seven--six--five--four--three--two--one--ZERO!"

A relay slammed home, and almost instantaneously, everyone on the ship

was slammed into unconsciousness.

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