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“Some countries, of course, will not be so drastically effected. China, and other parts of Asia which have not built up a vast industrial system, will be affected only slightly. The South American countries still have a more or less agricultural economy and will not be bothered greatly.

“But the great industrial civilizations of East and West will collapse.”

With one breath, Artomonov was saying that the Soviet Union could weather the storm, and with another he was hinting that it probably wouldn’t. But Sam Bending could see the point in spite of the Russian’s tortuous logic.

“I think that is all I have to say for the moment,” Artomonov said, “except to emphasize one point. The Great Depression hit the world some fifty years ago. It was a terrible thing for everyone concerned. But it was as nothing at all–a mere zephyr of ill wind–compared to what the Depression of the Eighties will be if your machine goes on the market.”

* * * * *

There was silence for a minute. Sam Bending was thinking hard, and the others could see it–and they knew there was no point in interrupting at that moment.

“Just a second,” Sam said. “There’s one thing that I don’t really quite see. I can see that the situation you outline would develop if every power plant in America–or in the Soviet Union or Europe–were to be suddenly replaced by Converters. I can see that chaos would result.” He paused, marshaling his thoughts, then went on, with a tinge of anger in his voice.

“But that’s not the way it will work! You can’t do a thing like that overnight. To mass produce the Converter will take time–factories will have to be tooled up for it, and all that. And distribution will take time. It seems to me that there would be plenty of time to adjust.”

Condley started to say something, but Dr. Artomonov burst in explosively.

“Don’t you see, Mr. Bending? The threat of the machine is enough! Even here in your own country, just the knowledge that such machines were to be made at some time in the immediate future would have a disastrous effect! Who would invest in Power Utilities if they knew that within a short time it would be bankrupt? No one would want to buy such stock, and those who had it would be frantically trying to sell what they had. The effect on the banking system would be the same as if the machine were already being used. Your Mr. Roosevelt pointed out that fear was the problem.”

Bending frowned puzzledly. “I don’t see–“

He was interrupted by Dr. Larchmont. “Let me see if I can’t give you an analogy, Mr. Bending. Do you know anything about the so-called ‘nerve gases’?”

“Some,” admitted Sam. “Most of them aren’t gases; they’re finely dispersed aerosols.”

Larchmont nodded. “Have you any idea how much it takes to kill a man?”

“A drop or so of the aerosol on the skin is enough, I understand.”

“That’s right. Now, how can such a minute amount of poison damage a human being?”

Bending began to get a glimmer of what the man was driving at. “Well, I know that some of them suppress the enzymic action with acetylcholine, which means that the nerves simply act as though their synapses had been shorted through. It only takes a small percentage of that kind of damage to the nerve fibers to ruin the whole nervous system. The signals get jammed up and confused, and the whole mechanism ceases to function. The victim dies.”

Larchmont nodded. “Now, as I understand it, our banking system is the vital nerve network of our economy. And our system is built on credit–faith, if you will. Destroy that faith–even a small percentage of it–and you destroy the system.

“If your machine were to go on the market, there would be no more faith in the present utilities system. Their stocks would be worthless long before your machine actually put them out of business. And that would hit our banking system the same way a nerve gas hits the nervous system. And the victim–the American economy–would die. And the nation, as a nation, would die with it.”