was younger and less experienced. It was a big idea he had had that time, but it wouldn't stand rechecking. He abandoned it and laid the papers away. Later he had missed them, but thought the loss of little importance. He supposed that General Atomic's spies must have stolen them, but he didn't care. This particular invention was more of a hazard than an asset.
A loud speaker on the wall blared.
"All guards have manned their stations in the corridors. Engineers and operators please take theirs and make reports. We pull the switch in five minutes."
Bennion stepped to the doorway and looked out — by the way they had come. Two armed guards were in the long corridor at the turn.
"Well," he thought, as he twiddled with the eyepiece of the booth's periscope through which he hoped to watch what went on in the great hall below, "Maybe this is it."
Carruthers' trembling voice came in. "West wall booth manned, and ready."
There was a long, tense wait.
"Alert! Stand by!" came the raucous warning over the loud speaker.
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