"Say, looka here—I been thinkin'—"
CHAPTER V
Minus Math
Lancelot Biggs said feverishly, "Don't think, Hank—act! Anything you say is all right by me. You're in command here! Give your orders!"
Hank said hesitantly, "Well, if you say so—" and moved to the audio. With his unerring sense of assurance, he selected the right button, contacted the engine room. Chief Engineer Garrity's grizzled face appeared in the plate.
"Yes, sorr?"
"Chief, turn off them there reverse engines right away," said Hank hesitantly. "An' disconnect them anti—er—anti-grav doogummies."
Garrity's jaw fell open. He said, "I—I beg your pardon, sorr!" and looked around the room for verification of the orders. Cap Hanson, too, had heard the command, and was turning a violent mauve. But Lancelot Biggs nodded.
"Do as Mr. Cleaver says, Chief."