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Islands of Space

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Perennial Presserschienen am23.02.2018
As Earth's faster-than-light spaceship hung in the void between galaxies, Arcot, Wade, Morey and Fuller could see below them, like a vast shining horizon, the mass of stars that formed their own island universe. Morey worked a moment with his slide rule, then said, 'We made good time! Twenty-nine light years in ten seconds! Yet you had it on at only half power....'mehr
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KlappentextAs Earth's faster-than-light spaceship hung in the void between galaxies, Arcot, Wade, Morey and Fuller could see below them, like a vast shining horizon, the mass of stars that formed their own island universe. Morey worked a moment with his slide rule, then said, 'We made good time! Twenty-nine light years in ten seconds! Yet you had it on at only half power....'
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Erscheinungsjahr2018
Erscheinungsdatum23.02.2018
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Leseprobe
I

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THREE MEN SAT AROUND A table which was littered with graphs, sketches of mathematical functions, and books of tensor formulae. Beside the table stood a Munson-Bradley integraph calculator which one of the men was using to check some of the equations he had already derived. The results they were getting seemed to indicate something well above and beyond what they had expected.

And anything that surprised the team of Arcot, Wade, and Morey was surprising indeed.

The intercom buzzed, interrupting their work.

Dr. Richard Arcot reached over and lifted the switch. Arcot speaking.

The face that flashed on the screen was businesslike and determined. Dr. Arcot, Mr. Fuller is here. My orders are to check with you on all visitors.

Arcot nodded. Send him up. But from now on, I m not in to anyone but my father or the Interplanetary Chairman or the elder Mr. Morey. If they come, don t bother to call, just send em up. I will not receive calls for the next ten hours. Got it?

You won t be bothered, Dr. Arcot.

Arcot cut the circuit and the image collapsed.

Less than two minutes later, a light flashed above the door. Arcot touched the release, and the door slid aside. He looked at the man entering and said, with mock coldness:

If it isn t the late John Fuller. What did you do-take a plane? It took you an hour to get here from Chicago.

Fuller shook his head sadly. Most of the time was spent in getting past your guards. Getting to the seventy-fourth floor of the Transcontinental Airways Building is harder than stealing the Taj Mahal. Trying to suppress a grin, Fuller bowed low. Besides, I think it would do your royal highness good to be kept waiting for a while. You re paid a couple of million a year to putter around in a lab while honest people work for a living. Then, if you happen to stub your toe over some useful gadget, they increase your pay. They call you scientists and spend the resources of two worlds to get you anything you want-and apologize if they don t get it within twenty-four hours.

No doubt about it; it will do your majesties good to wait.

With a superior smile, he seated himself at the table and shuffled calmly through the sheets of equations before him.

Arcot and Wade were laughing, but not Robert Morey. With a sorrowful expression, he walked to the window and looked out at the hundreds of slim, graceful aircars that floated above the city.

My friends, said Morey, almost tearfully, I give you the great Dr. Arcot. These countless machines we see have come from one idea of his. Just an idea, mind you! And who worked it into mathematical form and made it calculable, and therefore useful? I did!

And who worked out the math for the interplanetary ships? I did! Without me they would never have been built! He turned dramatically, as though he were playing King Lear. And what do I get for it? He pointed an accusing finger at Arcot. What do I get? He is called Earth s most brilliant physicist , and I, who did all the hard work, am referred to as his mathematical assistant . He shook his head solemnly. It s a hard world.

At the table, Wade frowned, then looked at the ceiling. If you d make your quotations more accurate, they d be more trustworthy. The news said that Arcot was the System s most brilliant physicist , and that you were the brilliant mathematical assistant who showed great genius in developing the mathematics of Dr. Arcot s new theory . Having delivered his speech, Wade began stoking his pipe.

Fuller tapped his fingers on the table. Come on, you clowns, knock it off and tell me why you called a hard-working man away from his drafting table to come up to this play room of yours. What have you got up your sleeve this time?

Oh, that s too bad, said Arcot, leaning back comfortably in his chair. We re sorry you re so busy. We were thinking of going out to see what Antares, Betelguese, or Polaris looked like at close range. And, if we don t get too bored, we might run over to the giant model nebula in Andromeda, or one of the others. Tough about your being busy; you might have helped us by designing the ship and earned your board and passage. Tough. Arcot looked at Fuller sadly.

Fuller s eyes narrowed. He knew Arcot was kidding, but he also knew how far Arcot would go when he was kidding-and this sounded like he meant it. Fuller said: Look, teacher, a man named Einstein said that the velocity of light was tops over two hundred years ago, and nobody s come up with any counter evidence yet. Has the Lord instituted a new speed law?

Oh, no, said Wade, waving his pipe in a grand gesture of importance. Arcot just decided he didn t like that law and made a new one himself.

Now wait a minute! said Fuller. The velocity of light is a property of space!

Arcot s bantering smile was gone. Now you ve got it, Fuller. The velocity of light, just as Einstein said, is a property of space. What happens if we change space?

Fuller blinked. Change space? How?

Arcot pointed toward a glass of water sitting nearby. Why do things look distorted through the water? Because the light rays are bent. Why are they bent? Because as each wave front moves from air to water, it slows down. The electromagnetic and gravitational fields between those atoms are strong enough to increase the curvature of the space between them. Now, what happens if we reverse that effect?

Oh, said Fuller softly. I get it. By changing the curvature of the space surrounding you, you could get any velocity you wanted. But what about acceleration? It would take years to reach those velocities at any acceleration a man could stand.

Arcot shook his head. Take a look at the glass of water again. What happens when the light comes out of the water? It speeds up again instantaneously. By changing the space around a spaceship, you instantaneously change the velocity of the ship to a comparable velocity in that space. And since every particle is accelerated at the same rate, you wouldn t feel it, any more than you d feel the acceleration due to gravity in free fall.

Fuller nodded slowly. Then, suddenly, a light gleamed in his eyes. I suppose you ve figured out where you re going to get the energy to power a ship like that?

He has, said Morey. Uncle Arcot isn t the type to forget a little detail like that.

Okay, give, said Fuller.

Arcot grinned and lit up his own pipe, joining Wade in an attempt to fill the room with impenetrable fog.

All right, Arcot began, we needed two things: a tremendous source of power and a way to store it.

For the first, ordinary atomic energy wouldn t do. It s not controllable enough and uranium isn t something we could carry by the ton. So I began working with high-density currents.

At the temperature of liquid helium, near absolute zero, lead becomes a nearly perfect conductor. Back in nineteen twenty, physicists had succeeded in making a current flow for four hours in a closed circuit. It was just a ring of lead, but the resistance was so low that the current kept on flowing. They even managed to get six hundred amperes through a piece of lead wire no bigger than a pencil lead.

I don t know why they didn t go on from there, but they didn t. Possibly it was because they didn t have the insulation necessary to keep down the corona effect; in a high-density current, the electrons tend to push each other sideways out of the wire.

At any rate, I tried it, using lux metal as an insulator around the wire.

Hold it! Fuller interrupted. What, may I ask, is lux metal?

That was Wade s idea, Arcot grinned. You remember those two substances we found in the Nigran ships during the war?

Sure, said Fuller. One was transparent and the other was a perfect reflector. You said they were made of light-photons so greatly condensed that they were held together by their gravitational fields.

Right. We called them light-metal. But Wade said that was too confusing. With a specific gravity of 103.5, light-metal was certainly not a light metal! So Wade...
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