"What?" "Never mind. All we have to do is use that quarter-inch bit." Smith still looked confused. "I don't get it. A bit that big won't fit in." "We simply crack a piece off that hard carbon steel," Jayjay said. "We can make a lathe tool that will fit into the small space between the inner and outer tubes. The fractured edge will be sharp enough to take out the excess metal. The male plug can move in, and we'll have contact." "Well, I'll be--" Smith used another French word. Captain Atef Al-Amin cast his eyes upwards. "_Creatio ex nihilo_," he said softly. * * * * * When the Interplanetary Police ship took the five men and the cargo from the wreck of the _Persephone_, the major in command of the ship, who knew that he had rescued the great J. J. Kelvin, asked him: "Mr. Kelvin, what do you plan to do when you return to Ceres City?" And Jayjay, who knew that both he and the major were speaking for the newsfacs and for posterity, said: "I'm going to make sure that Kelvin Associates learns to make emergency equipment properly. We will never again put faulty equipment aboard a ship." The major looked perplexed. "What?" "I'm going to have some designer's head!" said Jayjay Kelvin. THE END * * * * * End of Project Gutenberg's Hanging by a Thread, by Gordon Randall Garrett