"Right," agreed Walt.
"And it is possible to transmit that energy mechanically. I think if we reason this idea out in analogy, we might be able to do it electrically. First, there is the method. There is nothing wrong with your idea, functionally. Electron guns are as old as radio. They—"
The door opened and Arden entered. "Hi, fellows," she said. "What's cooking?"
"Hi, Arden. Like marriage?"
"How long do people have to be married before people stop asking that darned fool question?" asked Arden.
"O.K., how about your question?"
"I meant that. I ran into Warren who told me that the brains were down here tinkering on something that was either a brilliant idea or an equally brilliant flop—he didn't know which. What goes?"
"Walt has turned Buck Rogers and is now about to invent a ray gun."
"No!"
"Yes!"