"Because I say so and because Professor Ruddle says so in that note I showed you. And because there are two of us who don't want to move it and we can knock you silly if'n you try."
At McCarthy II's nod of approval, McCarthy III glanced around reluctantly for a weapon. Seeing none, he started back to the time machines. McCarthys I and II hurried abreast.
"Let's go in mine. It's closest." They all turned and entered the machine of McCarthy I.
"What about the checks? Why should you have three checks and McCarthy II have two while I only got one? Do I get my cut?"
"Wait'll we get back to the professor. He'll settle it. Can't you think of anythin' else but money?" McCarthy I asked wearily.
"No, we can't," McCarthy II told him. "I want my share of that third check. I got a right to it. More'n this dopey guy has, see."
"O.K. O.K. Wait'll we get back to the lab." McCarthy I pushed down on the chronotransit. The island and the bright sunlight disappeared. They waited.
Darkness! "Hey!" McCarthy II shouted. "Where's the lab? Where's Professor Ruddle?"
McCarthy I tugged at the chronotransit. It wouldn't move. The other two came over and pulled at it too.