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Indeed he recognized it, in spite of its splendor of arrange- ment. Of course he knew it! It was “La Vien Rose.” The Little Dipper was again ruler of her own destiny. She zoomed on, “east of the sun,” and the hull became transparent. Off to the left and slightly above, the monitor ship seemed to remain motionless, yet both crafts were darting at millions of miles per hour, speeding homeward. One’s home base being the atmosphere of Venus, the other one headed to bring an earthman to his home planet. The music swelled throughout the interior of the Little Dipper. “Eve,” Adam bolted, “how far were we into the sun?” “Fifty thousand miles,” she replied. “We could not go deeper.” “Fine!” Adam shot back. “Now, then, if any light ray is ultimate heat and the core of the sun is merely a mass of light, what is the measure of that heat in Centigrade or Fahrenheit degrees?” Calmly, Eve answered him. “It is measured in this way. The wave length multiplied by the frequency, multiplied by the mass in photons, multiplied by the speed of light.” That was all Eve would say. ad 1 toad ‘ tro 1 . te aa Adam comprehended her at once. He had imagined it was that. It was a computation well within the functions of the quantum theory and the theory of relativity combined. Furthermore, it was so basic, so primary, so fundamental, that from that point on any good mathematician could give earth-men what the Centaurians had. But why go into such things in the splendor of the space around him, the stars suspended like spheres, the Big Dipper escorting the Little Dipper homeward, and Eve beauteously beside him? She touched a button and a section of the Little Dipper’s hull converted into television. The interior of the Big Dipper ship was fully seen in three-dimensional scope. Among the crew was one who looked concerned, yet reverently thankful. His eyes moved from Eve to Adam constantly. “He is Enados,” Eve said to Adam, as she looked at the 200 SON OF THE SUN