"But that would be fatal to the project. The fuel _must_ be power-charged to safely handle the weight and time quotients. Coving can't work with salt and baking soda." "I don't care what he works with. Cut three thousand off that bill." "Very well, Lee." A man and his dream.... "This payroll's out of all reason. Cut fifteen men off immediately." "I'll see what I can do." "Cut fifteen men off immediately." "Of course." "Here's a check for the interest on the last note. Take it over to the bank." "Yes, Lee." Joshua Lake came and went as directed. He stood with his hat in his hand, took orders, carried them out. His shoulders drooped a little more; his face became more pinched; he retreated deeper and deeper into himself. But as the days went on, his eyes brightened and there was a breathlessness in his expression when he turned his face to the sky. Some three months after the day Joshua walked into Lee's office, the latter said, "The four men who are going with the rocket. You've selected them?" "Yes. They're waiting for the day. It was a long slow process, selecting the best equipped men." "Bring them here tomorrow afternoon." "I'll check with them. If they all can't make it, would a later date--?" "I said tomorrow. See to it they _can_ make it." "Yes, Lee." Joshua brought the four young men to Lee Gorman's office the following day. Lee had a buffet table set up. He was the smiling, genial, expansive host. "Sit down gentlemen. I'm glad of this opportunity to meet you." There were five chairs in the room. Gorman had already seated himself. The young men hesitated. "Sit down, sit down." They dropped into the chairs, glancing uneasily at Joshua Lake. Joshua turned and started toward the door. "Don't go, Lake. I'm sure the boys would like a drink. You'll find the fixings on the buffet. Why don't you take their orders?" The crowning insult, Joshua wondered. The last, crude insult? Lee Gorman's wounds must have been deep indeed. Joshua served drinks, brought sandwiches. Lee Gorman's geniality kept the awkwardness of the situation from bringing it to a complete standstill. "Well, Thursday is the day, I understand. How do you feel about it? Rocketing off into space. Becoming a part of the big tomorrow." Gorman's eyes caught those of Joshua Lake as he spoke the last sentence. There was laughter behind them. The crew of the Moon rocket left shortly afterward. Joshua was the last to walk from the room. Just as he was going through the door, Lee Gorman whispered into his ear. "You can't be sure there'll be a rocket flight. I might stop it the last minute. I haven't made up my mind yet." Joshua turned and looked at his tormentor in silence. The others had gone on down the hall. Gorman laughed and said, "I suppose that's a problem you'll face when you come to it?" "Yes--when I come to it."