"Ha, this is fun," laughed Dyann.
"Hmmm—we better stop while we can still see the Solar System," said Ray, and cut the main drive.
The ship kept on going.
"Hey!" screamed the Earthling. "Stop! Whoa!"
"We can't stop," said Urushkidan coolly. "We're in a certain pseudobelocity-state now. Te engine merely accelerates us."
"Well, how in hell do you brake?" groaned Ray.
"I don't know. We'll habe to figure tat out. I tought you knew tis would happen."
"Now I do." Ray floated free of his chair, beating his forehead with his fists. "I hope to heaven we can do it before the food runs out."
Dyann looked at Urushkidan speculatively. "If vorst comes to vorst," she murmured, "roast Martian—"
"Let's get busy," gasped Urushkidan.