Adventures in the Far Future & Tales of Outer Space — page 123: what you’re looking at

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thousand amperes without heating. So Brent had very simply and effectively concentrated all the controls of the Delilah at his remote-controlled relay by means of strips of practically invisible lacquer. And he should now have the Ship entirely obedient to him in his cabin. “We'll shake ‘em up a bit first,” he said tensely, “and then send some dot-dash stuff on their lighting system.” Kit watched his face. He opened the relay-control box. He pushed a button. Instantly there was the dizzy spiralling of all Space and a __ feeling of acute nausea. TheDelilah's overdrive was off again. He left it off for three seconds. He pressed another button. The spiralling—in reverse—and again the nausea. The ship was again traveling at two thousand times the speed of fight. He left it on three seconds, and cut it, and left it off three seconds, and threw it on again. He did it with deliberate rhythm, so there could be no doubt that it was being done by intention. “The passengers will panic again,” he said, “but | can’t help that!” He gave them a series of jolts by flicking the overdrive on and off. “Now I'll talk to them,” said Brent. “This is the ticklish part.” He began to press and release another button on the relay box. It was dot-dash communication, utterly primitive in form but still used for emergency communication by Spacecraft. As Brent pushed and released his button, the lights in the crew’s quarters and all the working part of the ship dimmed and brightened. It would amount to the most self-evident yet untraceable form of signaling. “| a-m s-t-o-w-a-w-a-y,” he ticked off. “Y-o-u c-a-n-n-o-t f-I- n-d m-e.” The light in the cabin went out. Brent groped in his bag and a tiny but very fierce bluish-white battery lamp glowed. It lighted the small room, with Den Harlow watching, and Kit looking warmly at Brent. CORniclooo SS CO