"Quiet, Walter, or I shall explain the sordid details of the Walter Franks Electron Gun."
"What was that one?" asked Christine.
"You really wouldn't want to know," Walt told her.
"Oh, but I would."
"Yeah," growled Franks, "you would."
"Would you rather hear it from him, or me?" Arden asked.
"He'll tell me," said Christine. Her tone was positive and assured.
"And that'll take care of that," said Arden. "But I think we interrupted something. What were you saying about gaining, Walt?"
"Oh, I was saying that I was tinkering around the skyways with the Anopheles—that's the ship we hooked up with the solar beam for power, you know—and I got to wondering about that discrepancy. The faster you go, the greater is the angular displacement, and then with some measurements, I came up with a bugger factor—"