He went to his cabin and feverishly got to work. Plug up the loopholes as you go along! A favorite axiom of the Unterzuyders. Now that Fayette was in love with him, he could draw on her for any emergency. Apparently the time was coming when he would need an ally. He ran the negative through the hypo, put it in the dryer and paced the floor. He rubbed at his lips with the back of his hand. He could still smell Fayette's perfume. He could still feel her bare warm back. Careful, careful. He went to a mirror and looked at his face. Weak. The glassless eyes red-rimmed. Thin nose and lips. His spirits dropped. How could Fayette be in love with him? Particularly when he was one of the outlawed Unterzuyders. The finished photograph went into the automatic pantograph. He blew it up six times onto a square of Mirac paper. He smoothed the new map onto the desk. Instantly he saw why at first the map had appeared so impossibly distorted. The circles did not indicate the orbits of the planets. They were merely a logarithmic indication of the scale of the map. Mercury, being some 43,000,000 miles from the Sun, was the basic unit. And that was necessary. The Solar System could not be drawn to scale unless the inner planets were crowded in fractionally close to the Sun. Here, the positions of the planets were indicated by dots whose map-distance from the Sun receded inward in logarithmic ratio to actual distance. Pluto, for instance, being one hundred times farther from the Sun than Mercury in real distance, appeared by the map to be only, roughly, twenty times as far. The position of the dot-planets on the map of course indicated the _exact_ date of the day when the map was drawn. The finely drawn X showed the position of the hibernaculum asteroid _on that day_. Since then, roughly eighty-two years ago, X had moved in its orbit. Where to? That was the problem. Unterzuyder sweated. It was said by the Unterzuyders, with possible justification, that only an Unterzuyder could think like an Unterzuyder. How often his father had told him that. But he was confused. Naturally. The map was meant to confuse. What were the figures at the bottom of the map? s-1 .7452 c-1 -.202 and (0, 3, 2) (1, 1, 8) And why, at the top corner, was the name unterzuyder printed _with a small u_? Nobody but an Unterzuyder would know. Well, he didn't know. * * * * * Puzzled, he paced the room. Tomorrow Bigger Bailes would force his way aboard ship. Little could be done to stop him, partly because he insisted he needed ATG, a chemical staff of life necessary for muscular action, but mostly because he had superior fire-power. Actually, he wanted the map. If he didn't get it, he would inevitably loot the ship.