With this taken care of, the boys were anxious to board the _Carefree_
and see if her interior were as strange and unusual looking as her outer
hull. They removed their bulky magnetic shoes and entered the air lock
of the _Carefree_.
Captain Eaton first explained the purpose of the webbing that lined the
walls of the tube.
“As you boys saw us move in, you probably know that this is the rear of
the ship, and this tunnel is in the center. It goes the full length of
our ‘tin can’ and comes out front into the flight deck. We have to leave
and enter the ship through the rear end of this tube. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” the boys answered together.
“The outer round surface of our ‘tin can’ revolves around this center
tube as though it were a wheel around an axis,” the captain went on. “By
so doing, an artificial gravity is induced along the inside rim of the
‘can.’” Captain Eaton frowned. “Am I getting too deep for you?”
“I don’t think so, Sir,” Garry replied. “The gravity you are talking
about is the result of centrifugal action—the same action that makes a
ball swing out on the end of a string when a person swings it around his
head. It’s the same kind of artificial gravity they use on the manned
space stations.”
“You’re pretty sharp, son. I like a boy who doesn’t think that facts
belong only in a schoolroom.”
“I’ve always been very interested in space, Sir,” Garry said. “I’ll bet
I’d surprise you with all I know about it.”
“I’m sure you would,” Captain Eaton admitted. “Say, I don’t even know
your names. I’ve told you mine. Now let’s have yours.”
“I’m Garry Coleman,” Garry answered, “and this is my best friend, Patch
Foster.”
Since the center tube of the _Carefree_ was not affected by the
centrifugal force of the rotating “tin can,” its gravity was zero. For
that reason the webbing was used to pull oneself along with and not
really for the purposes of climbing and descending.
Captain Eaton turned around on the webbing so that he could lead the way
along the tunnel into the living quarters of the _Carefree_. His slim,
agile legs swung free in the zero gravity as he made the turn. Glossy
black space boots covered his feet.
The captain showed Garry where to pull a lever which closed a series of
air-lock doors between the _Carefree_ and the taxi.
The ship’s master and the boys pulled themselves along the tunnel. Then
Captain Eaton stopped and said, “Hold on tightly, fellows. We’re going
round and round for a few turns.”
He pushed a lever beneath the webbing, and Garry felt the tube begin to
revolve slowly.
“Hey, what’s happening?” Patch called out.
“I had to set the tunnel in rotation so that it could catch up with the
rest of the ship, which is always turning. As soon as you’ve become used
to the spinning, we’ll go into the ship.”
When the boys said they thought they could navigate, the captain pointed
to an open hatch that had appeared in the wall near them.
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