“Senator Biggs is wrong,” he thundered savagely... "As for their space flyers — I, too, have seen them, and as Doctor Halpin advocates, we must give them battle! To do so we must go through the curtain with a fleet of space flyers. There is no other way. We must do this or perish!”

Things moved quickly after that. In the short space of twenty-four hours a bill authorizing the immediate construction of twelve more space flyers modeled after the Space King was hustled through both houses of Congress, and was immediately signed by the President.

The next two months were times of feverish toil and heartbreaking anxiety. Every factory in the nation that could in any way contribute its mite was pressed into service and run day and night. Every man whose labor could possibly be used to advantage was employed. Meanwhile the deadly bombs still fell intermittently, but fortunately most of them struck in isolated sections and the loss of life was comparatively small.