He kept his eye on the Uranian ship. It was almost within range. He went on.
"We knew the Uranians were trying to increase the velocity of the Kant pellets. Well, I figure they've done it."
"But they still can't get them through the magnetic shield," said the Admiral, his tone growing less stern.
It was almost time. Webster's speed was down to five thousand miles an hour.
"They don't have to get them through the shield," answered Webster. "I figure the pellets now move at close to the speed of light. So when one of them passes close by our ships going the opposite direction under full power it sets up—"
The gig gave a slight lurch. That was all, just a slight lurch.
"See?" shouted Webster. "They can't knock me down when I'm going slow. The relative velocity isn't great enough."
The Admiral's voice took on a new note.
"I think I see what you're driving at. Mass goes up with velocity."
"Right."