"But if you were to slow it down, comrade," Krylov said gently. "What would happen then?"
"It would fall." And then, all of a sudden, Diavilev understood.
Time stopped. Diavilev began to feel sick.
Krylov laughed at his amazement.
"Now take the case of this moon. If we were to slow it down, would it not fall?"
"But how...?"
"Would it not?"
"Yes."
"Ha!" Krylov laughed delightedly. "It was my own idea, you know. Although I am not a scientific man, this I could do myself. Are you amazed? I see that you are."
He clapped a rough hand on Diavilev's knee. Diavilev strove to keep the horror from his face.