“Um. I begin to see.”
Professor Moreiko of the Moscow Academy of Science shook his head heavily. “Ridiculous,” he said in a good grade of English into the telephone. “Ridiculous, my comrade. No earthquake fault-lines exist there.”
Ingalls, on the other end of the telephone, said: “We know that; but that is where we anticipate trouble.”
“What manner of trouble. You do not expect—?”
“I have called every seismographic station on earth,” explained Ingalls. “Or I should say that I am calling every station. Professor Milton—”
“Ah, the great Professor Milton! He is—?”
“Loose again,” grunted Ingalls.
“With what purpose?”
“Professor Milton has decided to divide the earth so that Russia can run her half while we—”
“Divide the earth!” exploded Professor Moreiko loudly, nearly damaging the te
