Chapter 5

“Even if I took it all, which I would not like to do, that would be less than half enough. We must have at least one of your tons, and two tons would be better.” “Two tons! Holy cat! Are you going to plate a fleet of battle cruisers?” “More than that. We must plate an area of copper of some ten thousand square miles—in fact, the very life of our entire race depends upon it. “It’s this way,” he continued, as the four human beings stared at him in wonder. “Shortly after you left Osnome we were invaded by the inhabita…