The Master shook his head.
Don asked, "What will you trade for the transubstantiator and the paralysis scepter you gave Hector?"
The old man smiled. "Not even New York," he said. "Our moral code couldn't permit us to trade either. Earth has enough problems already."
"Offer him the formula for fusion," Frank Fogarty's voice said from the Pentagon.
The old man shuddered. "I heard that," he said. "No, thank you, Mr. Secretary!"
"This is the clean bomb," Fogarty said. "It ought to come in very handy in construction work on your new planet."
"We will try to manage in our own way," the Master said. He asked Garet, "Wouldn't you say that magnology was sufficient for our purposes, Professor?"
Alis' father beamed at being consulted and hearing his own term applied to the Gorel-zed propulsion system.
"More than sufficient," he said enthusiastically. "Preferable, in fact. Magnology is safe, stressless, and permanently powerful in stasis. It is the ultimate in gravity-beam nullification. If anything can glue the asteroids back into the planet they once were, magnology will do it. You can understand how I was misled. Your system so fitted my theory that I imagined it was I who had caused Superior to rise from Earth."
"I understand perfectly," the Master replied graciously. "And I cannot say how glad I am that you and Mrs. Garet have chosen to stay with Cavalier and Superior and become citizens of our new world."