"The foundation of a world government; the destruction of the mentally deficient; the scientific production of a mixed race of intellectuals, comparable to, but greater than, that of ancient Greece, which was great because it was a human melting pot."
"How are you going to do it—after you've finished your grandstand plays?" said Eyer.
Sitsumi stared at Eyer, his eyes narrowing. Eyer was making his dislike entirely too plain. Jeter nudged him, but the question had been asked.
"With this space ship—and others which are building," replied Sitsumi. "Haven't you guessed at any of our methods?"
"Yes," said Jeter, "I know you are the rumored inventor of a substance which is invisible because light rays are bent around it instead of passing through, yet the result is as though they actually passed through. I judge that the shell, or skin, of this stratosphere ship is composed of this substance, whose formula of construction is your secret. Light rays passing around it would render it invisible, yet would make the beholding eye seem to see in a straight line as usual, disregarding refraction."
Sitsumi nodded. The Three nodded with him, like puppets. But their eyes were glowingly alive.
"You are right. Are you further interested? If you have no interest in our theories there is little need to pursue our plans further, where you are concerned."
"We are interested, of course," said Jeter. "We are interested in your theories, without committing ourselves to acceptance of them; and we are naturally interested in saving our lives. Let us say then, for the moment, that we do not refuse to join you."