As a guide, Arcot used the compass gyroscope, the only one not twisted far out of its original position; with it, he managed to steer a fairly straight course.
Meanwhile, in the power room, Wade and Morey were working frantically to get the space-strain drive coil recharged. Despite the strength-sapping strain of working under four gravities of acceleration, they managed to get the auxiliary power unit into operation. In a few moments, they had it pouring its energies into the coil-bank so that they could charge up the central drive coil.
Another silver bar fuse was inserted, and Wade checked the relays to make sure they were in working order.
Fuller, who had regained consciousness, worked his way laboriously down to the power room carrying three space-suits. He had stopped in the lab to get the power belts, and the three men quickly donned them to help them overcome the four-gravity pull.
Another half hour sped by as the bucking ship forced its way through the terrific field in space.
Suddenly they felt a terrific jolt again—then the ship was moving more smoothly, and gradually it was calm. They were through!
"Have we got power for the space-strain drive yet?" Arcot called through the intercom.
"Enough," Morey cried. "Try it!"
Arcot cut off the molecular motion drive, and threw in all the space-control power he had. The ship was suddenly supercharged with energy. It jarred suddenly—then was quiet. He allowed ten minutes to pass, then he cut off the drive and allowed the ship to go into free fall.
Morey's voice came over the intercom. "Arcot, things are really busted up down here! We had to haywire half the drive together."