can work out a method for counteraction?"

"I think ... possibly, yes, captain. Let me say, probably yes."

"Then please do so, and report the method to me. I will then submit it
to the other scientists aboard that may have some selective knowledge
in the field, and to Earth. You may, of course, call on any of the
personnel of the ship for assistance, and possibly Mr. Blackhawk may
be of assistance to you. He is familiar with the equipment aboard.

"You probably recognize the urgency of the problem so I shall not
attempt to underline that urgency further, other than to say that it
is of the utmost importance," he ended.

* * * * *

Five minutes later the two conspirators were back in the engineering
quarters, grinning like Cheshire cats, and mentally rolling up their
sleeves to go to work. They had, to all intents and purposes, carte
blanche to work out the construction of the device they would need for
an enlarged Confusor with a real thrust, even though they would have
to appear to co-operate with a multitude of other interested parties.
Mike and Ishie were both becoming adept students of the mythical Dr.
Confusion, and neither doubted their combined ability to handle that
part of the problem.

"Now," said Ishie, "Confusion say he who can fly on wings of mosquito
fly better on wings of eagle. How much thrust do we want, Mike?"

"What are our limits?" asked the practical engineer.

"Limits, schlimits. We got _power_. Of course," he added, "we _are_
limited by the acceptable stress limits on the wheel, and ... yes ...
by the stress limits on our plastic, too."

"The wheel was designed to stand upwards of 1.5 gee maximum spin--but
that's only radial strength," Mike began figuring. "Don't think
anybody ever calculated the stress of pulling the hub loose, endwise.
No reason to, you know, and it wasn't expected to land or anything.
And really, nobody expected it to stand in service more than a 1.5 gee
spin on the rim. They computed these racks to take all kinds of shock,
but the overall structure is rather flimsily built." He paused for
thought. "We could maybe put a tenth of a gee on the axis, but I
better check some of the stress figures against the structural pattern
with the Cow first. We'll have to give some thought to strengthening
things later, if we really want to go into the fantastic possibility
of landing this monster anywhere."

Consulted, the Sacred Cow computed a poten