consider that we use hardly one hundred-thousandth of the heat that there is in coal, and that could be extracted from it! Do you realize that!"
"Yes, coal is terribly dear!" said Mr. Bondy sapiently.
Marek sat down and cried disgustedly, "Look here, if you haven't come here about my Karburator, Bondy, you can go."
"Go ahead, then," Bondy returned, anxious to conciliate him.
Marek rested his head in his hands, and after a struggle came out with, "For twenty years I've been working on it, and now—now, I'll sell it to the first man who comes along! My magnificent dream! The greatest invention of all the ages! Seriously, Bondy, I tell you, it's something really amazing."
"No doubt, in the present wretched state of affairs," assented Bondy.
"No, without any qualification at all, amazing. Do you realize that it means the utilization of atomic energy without any residue whatever?"
"Aha," said Bondy. "So we're going to do our heating with atoms. Well, why not? . . . You've got a nice place here, Rudy. Small and pleasant. How many hands do you employ?"
Marek took no notice. "You know," he said thoughtfully, "it's all the same thing, whatever you call it—the utilization of atomic energy, or the com-
