"O.K. by me, too," said Farrell.
"Working in suit is not the best," said Don. "Barney, you're the bright-eyed lad, can you align the plates?"
"I think so," came the muffled booming of Barney's powerful voice. "Gimme screwdriver!"
Barney fiddled with the plate-controls for several minutes. "She's running on dead center alignment, now," he announced.
"Question," put in Wes, "do we get power immediately, or must we wait whilst the beam gets there and returns?"
"You must run your power line before you get power," said Walt. "My money is on the wait."
"Don't crack your anode-coupling circuit until then," warned Wes. "We don't know a thing about this; I'd prefer to let it in easy-like instead of opening the gate and letting the whole four million tons per second come roaring in through this ammeter."
"Might be a little warm having Sol in here with us," laughed Channing. "This is once in my life when we don't need a milliammeter, but a million-ammeter!"
"Shall we assign a pseudonym for it?" chuckled Walt.
"Let's wait until we see how it works."