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“The device is powered by using ordinary water as fuel. At full capacity, the Converter consumes approximately four hundred milligrams of water per hour, which can easily be drawn from the moisture of the air. The machine is thus self-fueling.

“Since the nuclear energy released is converted almost one hundred per cent into electrical current, there is no danger from radiation; since the process is, by its very nature, self-limiting, there is no danger of explosion. The worst that can happen is for the machine to burn out, and, I understand, it won’t do that unless it is purposely tampered with to make it do so.

“Finally, the device is so inexpensive to produce that it could be sold for about one-quarter of the price of an ordinary automobile.” He stopped, cleared his throat, and glanced at Larchmont and Vanderlin. “Am I essentially correct, gentlemen?”

Larchmont nodded, and Vanderlin said, “That’s about it.”

Jim Luckman looked at Sam Bending in open admiration. “Wow,” he said softly. “You’re quite a genius, Sam.”

“Very well, gentlemen,” Condley continued, “we know what this device will do on a physical level. Now we must consider what it will do on an economic level. Have you considered what would happen if you put the Converter on the market, Mr. Bending?”

“Certainly,” Bending said, with an angry glance at Olcott. “The Power Utilities would lose their pants. So what? I figure that any company which tries to steal and suppress inventions deserves a licking.”

Secretary Condley glanced at Olcott as though he were trying to hold back a smile, then returned his gaze to Bending. “We won’t quibble over the ethics of the situation, Mr. Bending. You are correct in saying that Power Utilities would be bankrupt. They couldn’t stand the competition of what amounts to almost unlimited free power. And then what would happen, with every power company in the United States suddenly put out of business?”

Sam looked puzzled. “What difference would it make? People would just be getting their power from another source, that’s all.”

Richard Olcott leaned forward earnestly. “May I interject something here? I know you are angry with me, Mr. Bending–perhaps with good reason. But I’d like to point out something that you might not have recognized. Public Utilities and its co-operative independent companies are not owned by individuals. Much of the stock is owned by small share-holders who have only a few shares each. The several billion dollars that these companies are worth is spread out over the nation, not just centered with a few wealthy men. In addition, a great many shares are held by insurance companies and banks. Literally millions of people would lose money–just as surely as if it had been stolen from them–if this device went on the market.”

Bending frowned. He hadn’t thought of it in exactly that way. “Still,” he said tentatively, “didn’t blacksmiths and buggy-whip manufacturers and horse-breeders lose money after World War I?”

“Not to this extent,” Olcott said, shaking his head. “This is not 1918, Mr. Bending. Sixty years ago, our economy was based on gold, not, as it is today on production and manpower, centered in the vast interlocking web of American industry.”

Condley said: “Mr. Olcott said a moment ago that millions of people would lose money just as surely as if it had been stolen from them. I think it would be more proper to say that the money will be destroyed, not stolen. A thief, after all, does put money back into circulation after he steals it. But when vast amounts of wealth are suddenly removed from circulation completely, the economic balance is disastrously upset.”

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Sam Bending was still frowning. His grandfather had been a small businessman in 1929–not fabulously wealthy, but certainly well off by the social standards of the day. Two years later, in 1931, he was broke, wiped out completely, happy and eager to accept any odd job he could get to support his family.