THUS IT BEGAN. POP took the two Patrolmen and the civilian critic to Delta Port, pointed out with pride the many things accomplished within the past months. He met, in Col. Travers, an admiring audience. The commander was outspokenly delighted with what he saw.
“Gad, man! You did all this without power? This is the pioneering feat of the decade! Look, Lieutenant! Running water ... chinaware ... that furniture! Marvelous! You deserve a wealth of credit, Doctor.”
“But,” pointed out Wade caustically, “you mentioned the biggest fault yourself.”
“I beg your pardon, Mr. Wade?”
“Without power!” snapped Wade. “Moseley, where are your lights? Where’s your power plant? How about heat? And this cooking equipment—it’s aboriginal!”
Pop said stiffly, “We have no hypatomic, sir. But you will notice
