"Quite an order, Dad."
Grabbing a pencil, the young inventor began sketching1. In both his Fat Man suits and his osmotic air conditioner, Tom had already perfected ways of drawing oxygen from sea water.
"But a small gadget2 for skin divers," he said, "will take a fantastic job of electronic miniaturization." After a pause he added, "It could really speed up recovery of the Jupiter prober, though."
Lunch over, Tom hopped3 a jet scooter and sped off to his private laboratory. The modernistic glass-walled structure—designed by Tom himself—had every tool of modern scientific research, from electronic microscope to helium cryostat.
As always, whenever he was absorbed in a new idea, Tom was eager to get to work. "Let's see what I'm shooting for. A small container, slung4 around the diver's neck?... No, too dangerous. Better hook it to his weight belt, with a tube to his face mask."
Using a plastic foam5 "breadboard," Tom began experimenting with various circuit designs. He worked through the afternoon and returned to the problem early the next morning.
He was interrupted by a message from Art Wiltessa, reporting no luck so far in finding the missile. Later, shortly before lunch, Tom received another call, this time from Admiral Walter. "Just wanted to keep you posted, Tom. Our task force reports no success on their part in finding the buried missile. No sign of the enemy, either."
"They'd probably hesitate to attack any official U.S. Navy units," Tom said. "Or it might mean they've already found the missile themselves."
"That's what I fear," Admiral Walter confessed gloomily. "However, we'll continue searching."
Tom promised to fly down to the site at the first opportunity, saying he was developing a new device that might assist in the search. After snatching a hasty lunch, Tom returned to work.
Arv Hanson machined several parts and molded the plastic face mask to Tom's specifications6. By evening the new device was completed.
"Now for a test," the young inventor said to himself.
Sandy Swift and Phyl Newton were eager to watch the test, so the next morning they drove to the plant in Phyl's white convertible7. Tom, clad in swim trunks, was waiting for them with Chow near the edge of a mammoth8 concrete tank. Set in bedrock, at one end of the Enterprises grounds, the tank was used for submarine testing.
When Sandy saw the power unit strapped9 to Tom's weight belt, she exclaimed, "That little gadget will supply all the air you need? Why, it's no bigger than a pocket transistor10 radio!"
Tom grinned. "I hope it will. That's what I intend to find out."
"How does it work?" Phyl asked, fascinated.
Tom explained, "Actually its function is to replace the carbon dioxide that I exhale11 with fresh oxygen drawn12 from the water. Otherwise, although the carbon dioxide I'd breathe out would be a very small amount at a time, it soon would make the air unfit. The nitrogen, which makes up much of the air we breathe, is chemically inert13 and can be used again and again."
He pointed14 to a round screen on one side of the unit. "This is the water intake," Tom went on, "and this other screen is where the water comes out after we've removed its oxygen."
Near the forward end of the unit, a semirigid plastic tube was connected, leading up to the face mask. At the rear was a power port for inserting a small solar battery.
"That's the rate control for adjusting the output frequency to the wearer's breathing rate." Tom added, "I've decided16 to call the whole apparatus17 an 'electronic hydrolung.'"
Chow pushed back his ten-gallon hat and scratched his head dubiously18. "Wal, I'm keepin' a net handy to drag you out, boss, just in case."
Tom chuckled19 and fitted the mask over his face, then made a clean dive into the tank. For the next ten minutes the girls and Chow watched wide-eyed as he swam, walked around, and went through vigorous exercises at the bottom of the tank without once coming up for air.
"Whee!" Sandy exclaimed when Tom finally climbed out. "Make me one, so I can take up skin diving!"
"It's wonderful!" Phyl added admiringly.
Tom took off his mask. "I'm pretty pleased with it myself," he admitted, grinning.
The girls stayed at Enterprises for lunch. Then the group, accompanied by Doc Simpson, flew to Fearing Island so Tom could test his invention in deep water. Boarding a small motor launch, with Doc at the helm, they cruised out to a suitable depth and dropped anchor.
"Don't become too confident, Tom," Doc warned. "I'll drop a signal line over the side in case of emergency."
Tom buckled20 on his equipment belt and adjusted the face mask. Then he held up crossed fingers and back-flipped over the gunwale into the water. Chow, Doc, and the girls watched his plummeting21 figure fade from view.
Tom, an expert skin diver, had never before felt such a sense of ease and freedom under water. He was moving, light and self-contained, in a green, magical world. With no air tanks chafing22 his back, he felt akin23 to the fishes themselves.
Now came the real test. Deeper and deeper, Tom cleaved25 his way downward. Reaching bottom, he prowled about the ocean bed for a while, then started up again. Suddenly a stab of pain shot through his chest—a warning of nitrogen bubbles forming in his blood!
Tom swam toward the signal cord, dangling26 dimly in the distance. By the time he reached it, his muscles were knotting with cramps27.
"It's the bends again, all right!" Tom realized. Gritting28 his teeth, he yanked hard on the line, then summoned his strength to hang on.
Doc and Chow hauled up frantically29. Tom's face was contorted with pain when they finally got him aboard and stripped off his mask.
Sandy cradled Tom's head in her lap, and Phyl held his hand sympathetically, while Doc Simpson injected a hypodermic to ease the pain. Chow steered31 the launch back to shore, and Tom was rushed to the base infirmary in an ambulance.
Here he was placed in a decompression chamber32 for several hours and later transferred to a hospital bed. Bud Barclay came to visit him.
"We're a fine couple of fish," he said.
"In my case, thanks to you," Bud said.
"Forget it, pal34. The score's about even, I should think," Tom said, recalling the many life-or-death adventures they had shared.
Bud was thrilled to hear of Tom's electronic hydrolung. The young inventor spent the evening sketching out an improved design to eliminate future accidents.
"I'll install a special device to remove the nitrogen as the wearer exhales," Tom explained. "Then a valve will feed in helium to replace it. Since helium doesn't dissolve in the blood like nitrogen does, it will not bubble out when the pressure is reduced. Should have thought of that before!"
"But you'll need a tank for the helium, won't you?" Bud objected.
Tom shook his head. "Enough can be compressed into a small capsule to supply the wearer's needs. Remember, it can be used over and over again."
"Pretty neat," Bud commented.
By morning Tom felt thoroughly35 recovered. He insisted upon flying back to Enterprises to make the necessary changes in his hydrolung. Bud accompanied him, eager to get back on the job.
In a few hours Tom had added a small fitting to his power unit to provide for helium substitution. Then the two boys hopped back to Fearing for a second deep-water test. This time, Tom was delighted to find that he could operate comfortably at great depths, as well as rise or descend36 suddenly without ill effect.
After the boys had returned to Enterprises, Tom phoned Arv Hanson and asked that a duplicate of the hydrolung be turned out in the shop as soon as possible. It was ready the following Monday morning, so Tom suggested to his father that the two visit the proposed underwater site and make some sample plantings.
"Great idea, son," Mr. Swift agreed. "I want to try out your new diving apparatus myself. If it's successful, we'll be able to tackle two problems at once—recover the Jupiter prober and start the 'sea farm.'"
They flew to Fearing, then went by boat to the farm site, about half a mile offshore38. Each carried several of the valuable Far Eastern plants.
The silt39 beds which Mr. Swift had selected were just deep enough to keep the plants from being discovered, yet enable them to receive sufficient sunlight.
Tom and his father started their planting. But no sooner had the first plants been embedded40 than fish darted in to nibble41 them. Even the roots disappeared into their greedy maws.
"Looks as though we'll have to build some sort of net enclosure around and over our farm," Mr. Swift said, after they had climbed back into the boat. "But at least your hydrolung device is a great success, son!"
Tom was thoughtful. "Dad, I wonder if the fish would eat those plants from space which you've been growing under salt water?"
Tom was referring to certain strange plants rocketed to earth by unknown space friends with whom the Swifts had been in communication.
"I have a hunch," Tom went on, "that the fish might be repelled42 by the unusual scent43 of those space plants. If so, we could scatter44 them among the earth plants to keep the fish away."
Mr. Swift was impressed by Tom's idea. As soon as they had returned to Enterprises, he proposed that the experiment get under way.
Tom volunteered to undertake the job at once with Bud. While the young inventor phoned his copilot, Mr. Swift went to his own laboratory to prepare the plants for shipment.
Twenty minutes later the boys took off in a jet. The plants had been parceled in transparent45 plastic film. Glistening46 with a red metallic47 sheen, they looked somewhat like tulips with honeycombed centers.
"Scarecrow plants to drive off fishes," Bud joked. "What will scientists think of next!"
Tom laughed, then abruptly48 frowned. "Hey! What's that character up to?" he said. "Trying to buzz us?"
A sleek49 gray jet without markings was arrowing in on them from three o'clock. Bud flicked50 on the radio and barked a warning. The plane made no response. As it kept coming, Tom increased speed—then rolled, dived, and changed course, but failed to shake off their pursuer.
Bud, meanwhile, was frantically calling Enterprises and a nearby airport, but getting no response. Yet their radio was working, for a voice suddenly crackled:
"Follow the mystery plane for a landing and you won't be harmed!"
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