Timkins added: "So now you can get here all right."
He closed the mike as the speaker started to make little animal sounds. "Fellows," said Larry. "She's mad!"
"Crazy mad or angry mad?"
"Boiling mad."
"She'll be hard-boiled by the time she gets through stewing in her own juice," grinned Hammond. "Let's get some sky, fellows. O.K. ... we go?" he asked Tet'h.
"We go," said Tet'h cheerfully.
There was a quick conference between the two men who were to stay and Tet'h. Then the air-lock door was closed, and Timkins started to set up the controls.
Up in the emergency room, the batteries started to fume and fret as the terrible overload hit them. The Haywire Queen lifted uncertainly, gained a little speed, and then took off into the cloudless sky at an acceleration that varied continuously between nine to twenty feet per second per second per second under the super drive.
Not too long after, the gravitron-cupralum drive took over, and the Haywire Queen pointed her dome upwards at tiny Sol, blinking there in the sky between the constellations Aquila and Ophiuchus.
THE END.