There was more at stake than just a football game
for Lancelot Biggs and the crew of the Saturn. So
Biggs made a bargain; his rocket emblem in exchange
for a new uranium condenser--and how it worked!
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Fantastic Adventures April 1940.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
[Illustration: With a sigh, Biggs went to work on the radio while the
captain glared.]
We had barely cleared Lunar Three and I was taking final instructions
from Joe Marlowe, the port Sparks, when my plates dulled out and there
I was staring at a blank expanse of metal. So I said, "Merdejo!" which
is Universal for a naughty word, and started looking for the trouble.
I was on my hands and knees under the audio bank when Cap Hanson came
into my control turret.