hed his body? What happened?"

Karl had already divested himself of his coat and was checking the
copper cables leading into a strange machine.

"It was rather curious," remarked Carruthers. "The moment the ray
touched him his body began to dwindle. But evidently he suffered no
pain. As a matter of fact his mind remained quite clear."

"How did you know?"

"As he dwindled in size," continued Carruthers, "he shouted warningly
that the rays had become confused and for us to cut the switch. But
the warning came a fraction of a second too late. Even as my fingers
opened the contact, his body dwindled to a mere speck and disappeared
entirely from sight."

* * * * *

Nanette gazed with staring eyes at the ill-fated spot. Her face had
grown steadily paler. "Oh, Aaron! It's awful! What do you suppose
happened?"

Carruthers eyes glowed strangely. "I didn't exactly know at the time,
Nanette. I'm not sure that I know even now. But I've got a theory and
Karl has helped me to build a second machine to flash a restoring ray
on the square spot. What will take place I cannot even conjecture."

"Let's get on with the experiment," interrupted Karl. "Nanette can be
shown later what she is to do."

Carruthers turned to Danzig. "All right. Karl. Draw up a chair to your
machine. And you, Nanette, sit close to this switch. It's off now. To
turn it on, simply push it forward until the copper plates slide into
each other. To turn the current off, you pull sharply out. However, we
aren't quite ready."

He shifted his position until he stood before a third machine
slightly smaller than the other two. His fingers clicked a switch. The
dial of the instrument glowed whitely.

"It's important," continued Carruthers, "that we first locate our
interference. We have here, Nanette, a common television receiving
apparatus capable of picking up news and pictures from any corner of
the globe. Ready, Karl?"

Danzig clicked on the switch before his own machine and turned one of
the many dials mounted on the panel in front of him. A faint hum
filled the room as the generator settled to its task.

* * * * *

Carruthers reached up and dimmed the overhead lights. A screen of what
looked like frosted glass set in the wall glowed luminously. The
interior of a famous broadcasting studio became mirrored in the glass
screen. Into it stepped the master of ceremonies. He spoke briefly of
th