"I want another relay tube. I'm going to use it for a directional input-beam, aligning it in the same way that Jim Baler and Barney Carroll did their first find. The one that sucked power out of the electric light, turned off the city hall, and so on. Follow?"
"Perfectly. Yes, I've got a couple of them. But they're not connected like Walt's set-up was."
"Well, that three-tube system was built on sheer guesswork some time ago. We can tap in the relay tube and haul out a set of cables that will energize the first relay tube. Hang her on gimbals, and we'll go hunting."
"Shall I have Freddie return?"
"Yes. We'll have Warren's gang build us up about six of these things just as we have here."
"That won't take long," said Walt. "They're working on the tuning disks now, and we should have 'em by the time that Freddie gets back here."
"But this wild and wooly music. It's alien."
Wes turned from the teletype and dug in the cabinet for the extra relay tube. He up-ended the chassis containing Walt's set-up and began to attach leads to the voltage supply, cabling them neatly and in accordance with the restrictions on lead-capacities that some of the anodes needed.
"It's alien," said Wes in agreement. "I'm going to shut it off now whilst I tinker with the tube."
"Wait a minute," said Don. "Here comes Jim. Maybe he'd like to hear it."