The vision was blurred and Gary manipulated dials to bring it more sharply into focus.
"Wait a second," snapped Herb. His lingers reached out and grasped Gary's wrist.
"Turn it back a ways," he said. "I saw something out there. Something that looked like a ship. Maybe it's Evans coming back.”
Slowly Gary twisted the dial back. A tiny spot of light danced indistinctly on the screen.
"That's it," breathed Herb. "Easy now. Just a little more.”
The spot of light leaped into sharper focus. But it was merely a spot of light, nothing more, a tiny, shining thing in space. Some metallic body that was catching and reflecting the light of the Sun.
"Give it more power," said Herb.
Swiftly the spot of light grew, assumed definite shape. Gary stepped the magnification up until the thing filled the entire screen.
It was a ship — and yet it couldn't be a ship.
"It has no rocket tubes," said Herb in amazement. "Without tubes how could it get off the ground? You can't use geosectors in taking off. They twist space all to hell and gone. They'd turn a planet inside out.”