Cautiously, Virginia entered the laboratory and peered over Ed Bronson’s shoulder. “What are those?” she asked.
“Amplifiers,” he explained. “I’m hoping to locate the sub-critical masses.”
Virginia looked dubious. “Where did you get them?” she asked.
He grinned boyishly, “Stole ’em. I searched the laboratories of Earth Three and came up with four of their best. Earth Three does have some advantages.”
“Most of them, I fear,” said Virginia.
“Yeah, but there’s something wrong there.”
Virginia asked, “What can be wrong with that kind of technical advance?”
“It isn’t only their technical perfection that is wrong. That is fine, and something that Earth One will achieve in the due course of time. There’s something else—something basic. Maybe,” he grinned, “it is feminine intuition, but it h
