most of your space will be taken up by a load of dirt.â
âNo, no. The plants will grow in water to which certain chemicals have been added that will give the plants all they need to feed on.â
âGosh,â Danny murmured. âI never thought a spaceship would be a flying back yard. And whatâs that thing sticking out of the top of the hull?â
âThatâs a solar battery. Since we only need a small amount of current for charging the antigravity paint, we are going to draw it from the sun. That way weâll never run out of electricity, and thereâll be no danger of our suddenly falling back to earth, or onto the Moon.â
âThe Moon?â
âYes, Danny. After a couple of test flights, the first trip will be to the Moon and backânonstop.â
Danny drew a deep breath. Then the question which had been simmering inside him for a long time popped out: âIâI donât suppose,â he said, âyouâd want to take aâa boy along on your trip?â
The Professor had been lighting his pipe. He began to cough and choke. When he could catch his breath, he said, âDanny, my boy! You donât think Iâm going on that first flight, do you?â
âArenât you?â
âNo indeed. Iâm a physicist, not a test pilot. I wouldnât have the slightest idea what to do in an emergency.â He shook his head. âI must say, I wouldnât mind going. But the government has decided that the first flight will be piloted by a man who is an expert in the field. Heâs a rocket pilot named Joseph Beach, a lieutenant colonel in the Air Force.â
âOh,â Danny said in a subdued voice. âAnd I guess he wouldnât want a copilot, huh?â
âHeâll have a copilot. A major named Albert Baum.â
Danny shook his head sadly.
The Professor put an arm around his shoulders. âSome day, my boy,â he said. âJust be patient.â
âAll right,â said Danny, making the best of it. âAnyway, I should at least get through junior high school first.â
It began to look as if Danny would not only get through junior high but be an honor student as well. To keep his mind off his problems, he concentrated on schoolwork with more energy than ever before. And one day in class even Miss Arnold commented on it.
âYou certainly have come a long way in the last few months, Danny,â she said. âYou have been very steady and attentive, and this last theme you wrote on âMy Favorite Petâ was one of the best in the class. Only, I have one question to ask. Do you really have a pet firefly?â
There was no reply. Miss Arnold looked more closely at Danny. His eyes were fixed on the blackboard, and they were glazed as if he were in a trance.
âDaniel Dunn!â Miss Arnold said sharply. Danny jumped. âHuh? What?â he gasped.
Miss Arnold frowned. âDanny,â she said, âIâm afraid you werenât listening to me.â
Danny gulped. With a sinking heart he said, âNo, maâam.â
âYou were daydreaming again, werenât you?â
âYes, maâam.â
âAbout space flight?â
Silently he nodded. He had the best excuse in the world, but he couldnât give it, for in truth secrecy had been his watchword. Keeping the secret was his first thought each morning and his last at night.
Miss Arnold was looking angry. âReally, Danny, you donât leave me any alternative but to punish you. I was just telling you how much better you have been behaving, and you didnât even hear me because you were back in outer space. This time I think weâll have to make it three hundred sentences. You will please write, âSpace flight is a hundred years away.â â
âHey!â All the secrecy Danny had bottled up exploded out of him at these words. âBut it isnât. Itâs tomorrow