It was impossible to conceive the size of the thing; it looked only like some model, for they were still over a quarter of a million light years from it.
Morey looked up from his calculations. "I think we should be there in about three hours. Suppose we go at full speed for about two hours and then change to low speed?"
"You're the astronomical boss, Morey," said Arcot. "Let's go!"
They swung the ship about once more and started again. As they drew nearer to this new universe, they began to feel more interest in the trip. Things were beginning to happen!
The ship plunged ahead at full speed for two hours. They could see nothing at that velocity except the two ghost ships that were their ever-present companions. Then they stopped once more.
About them, they saw great suns shining. One was so close they could see it as a disc with the naked eye. But they could not see clearly; the entire sky was misty and the stars that were not close were blotted out. The room seemed to grow warm.
"Hey! Your calculations were off!" called Arcot. "We're getting out of here!"
Suddenly the air snapped and they were traveling at low speed under the drive of the space-strain apparatus. The entire space about them was lit with a dim violet glow. In ten minutes, the glow was gone and Arcot cut the drive.
They were out in ordinary dark space, with its star-studded blackness.
"What was the matter with my calculations?" Morey wanted to know.