Commander Janus stared in bafflement at the power-board of the Patrol ship Wasp . The Deflector needle was still gyrating wildly. That had begun five minutes ago. His lips tightened, and he looked up irritably as the First Mate peered inquisitively over his shoulder. "Better check up on the course again, Devries!" "Just did, sir. We're point oh-oh perfect, not the slightest aberrancy." Janus swore under his breath. "I just can't figure it! Must be some object dead ahead to cause this disturbance