"Amplifiers," he explained. "I'm hoping to locate the subcritical masses."
Virginia looked dubious. "Where did you get them?" she asked.
He grinned boyishly, "Stole 'em. I searched the laboratories of Earth Three and came up with four of their best. Earth Three does have some advantages."
"Most of them, I fear," said Virginia.
"Yeah, but there's something wrong there."
Virginia asked, "What can be wrong with that kind of technical advance?"
"It isn't only their technical perfection that is wrong. That is fine, and something that Earth One will achieve in the due course of time. There's something else—something basic. Maybe," he grinned, "it is feminine intuition, but it has to be there."
Bronson nodded firmly and then turned to his amplifiers. The closer one he turned upside down on the table and looked into for a time. Then, absently, Bronson reached for a screwdriver and probed into the chassis with the business end.
Virginia gave a cry, "No!"