"Not altogether, but it's just a matter of mopping up now, and fixing Zithobar and the Xantu planet once and for all. The Third and Seventh attack arms are completely equipped with the 'drive and the Second is just about ready to roll. Brother, are those babies surprised when we pop out of nowhere into the middle of their formations and burn them down before they can aim a gun ... but if _they_ had hooked onto the 'drive secret, it would have been all day for the Federation!" Garrison threw back his head and roared with laughter. "You birds ... with a green crew--" he held his sides--"with a tub full of greenies you win the war. And by accident yet. Oh Lordie ..." he sat down to catch his breath. "Well ... I'll ... be ... a ..." Harrigan shook his head. "Yeah. I'll be one too," O'Brien muttered. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Out Of the Dark Nebula, by Milton L. Coe