After dinner, just before she headed to her cabin to slip off into a sound sleep, Lamps stopped her for one final question. "Say, Grandma, I know this maybe sounds funny. But whatever in the world did you do to that suppressor ray?" "Whatever do you mean?" answered Grandma with great innocence. "Well, Professor Spindle, he looked at it, cussed at it, pulled it apart, said it couldn't possibly work, then all of a sudden he gave a big laugh and packed the whole contraption off to his laboratory. And I just wondered...." Grandma Perkins snickered. "Lamps," she told him, "Promise me faithfully you won't tell a soul?" Lamps nodded. "Well, sir, you've got a great deal to learn about women. You see, there just isn't anything made that a smart woman can't fix with a hairpin." And plopping one last biscuit into his mouth for him, she clip-clopped down the corridor and off to bed. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Grandma Perkins and the Space Pirates, by James McConnell