le of water from somewhere within the habitat。
Beth moved swiftly； reading one screen after another。
〃Inner off。 Peripherals off。 Everything off。 All right！ No readings！〃
Norman ran to the porthole。 The squid had disappeared。 The sea bottom outside was deserted。
〃Damage report！〃 Beth shouted。 〃Main power out！ E Cylinder out！ C Cylinder out！ B Cylinder 。。。〃
Norman spun； looked at her。 If B Cyl was gone； their life support would be gone； they would certainly die。 〃B Cylinder holding；〃 she said finally。 Her body sagged。 〃We're okay； Norman。〃
Norman collapsed on the carpet； exhausted； suddenly feeling the strain and tension in every part of his body。
It was over。 The crisis had passed。 They were going to be all right； after all。 Norman felt his body relax。
It was over。
1230 HOURS
The blood had stopped flowing from Harry's broken nose and now he seemed to be breathing more regularly； more easily。 Norman lifted the icepack to look at the swollen face； and adjusted the flow of the intravenous drip in Harry's arm。 Beth had started the intravenous line in Harry's hand after several unsuccessful attempts。 They were dripping an anesthetic mixture into him。 Harry's breath smelled sour； like tin。 But otherwise he was okay。 Out cold。
The radio crackled。 〃I'm at the submarine；〃 Beth said。 〃Going aboard now。〃
Norman glanced out the porthole at DH…7； saw Beth climbing up into the dome beside the sub。 She was going to press the 〃Delay〃 button； the last time such a trip would be necessary。 He turned back to Harry。
The puter didn't have any information about the effects of keeping a person asleep for twelve hours straight； but that was what they would have to do。 Either Harry would make it； or he wou