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"
Only
they
don
’
t
think
it
is
.
We
don
’
t
,
either
.
They
said
it
looks
like
radio
waves
,
but
of
a
frequency
never
produced
before
,
never
observed
anywhere
,
never
discovered
by
anybody
.
"
No
one
answered
him
.
In
a
moment
,
he
went
on
,
his
voice
oddly
solemn
:
"
It
looks
like
a
wall
of
radio
waves
jamming
the
air
,
and
we
can
’
t
get
through
it
,
we
can
’
t
touch
it
,
we
can
’
t
break
it
.
.
.
What
’
s
more
,
we
can
’
t
locate
its
source
,
not
by
any
of
our
usual
methods
.
.
.
Those
waves
seem
to
come
from
a
transmitter
that
.
.
.
that
makes
any
known
to
us
look
like
a
child
’
s
toy
!
"
"
But
that
’
s
not
possible
!
"
The
cry
came
from
behind
Mr
.
Thompson
and
they
all
whirled
in
its
direction
,
startled
by
its
note
of
peculiar
terror
;
it
came
from
Dr
.
Stadler
.
"
There
’
s
no
such
thing
!
There
’
s
nobody
on
earth
to
make
it
!
"
The
chief
engineer
spread
his
hands
out
.
"
That
’
s
it
,
Dr
.
Stadler
,
"
he
said
wearily
.
"
It
can
’
t
be
possible
.
It
shouldn
’
t
be
possible
.
But
there
it
is
.
"
"
Well
,
do
something
about
it
!
"
cried
Mr
.
Thompson
to
the
crowd
at
large
.
No
one
answered
or
moved
.
"
I
won
’
t
permit
this
!
"
cried
Mr
.
Thompson
.
"
I
won
’
t
permit
it
!
Tonight
of
all
nights
!
I
’
ve
got
to
make
that
speech
!
Do
something
!
Solve
it
,
whatever
it
is
!
I
order
you
to
solve
it
!
"
The
chief
engineer
was
looking
at
him
blankly
.
