 What happens at the second confrontation with the Saylor brothers?
Bob Parker, looking through the photo-amplifiers at the wedge-shaped asteroid, was plainly flabbergasted. Not in his wildest imaginings had he thought they would actually find what they were looking for. Not only that, we're rich! Queazy discharged their tremendous inertia into the motive-tubes in such a manner that the big, powerful ship was moving at the same rate as the asteroid below—47.05 miles per second. "She checks down to the last dimension," Bob chortled, working with slide-rule and logarithm tables. "Now all we have to do is find out if she's made of tungsten, iron, quartz crystals, and cinnabar! Mr. Andrew S. Burnside, you owe us five hundred and fifty thousand dollars!" "Better take it easy," he advised, "until I land the ship and we use the atomic whirl spectroscope to determine the composition of the asteroid." He threw the ethergram to the winds and it fell gently to the deck-plates. Moments later, they were outside the ship, with star-powdered infinity spread to all sides. Must meet following specifications: 506 feet length, long enough for wedding procession; 98 feet at base, tapering to 10 feet at apex; 9-12 feet thick; topside smooth-plane, underside rough-plane; composed of iron ore, tungsten, quartz crystals, and cinnabar. Must be in my back yard before 11:30 A.M. my time, for important wedding June 2, else order is void. Will pay $5.00 per ton. Bob Parker had received that ethergram three weeks ago. And if The Interplanetary Hauling & Moving Co., hadn't been about to go on the rocks (chiefly due to the activities of Saylor & Saylor, a rival firm) neither Bob nor Queazy would have thought of sending an answering ethergram to Burnside stating that they would fill the order. And yet, if by some chance there was such a rigidly specified asteroid, their financial worries would be over.
 The yo-yo worked as intended after some maneuvering, damaging their ship.
 The yo-yo fails to hit the other ship, as it can't quite reach it.  The Saylor brothers call on the Interplanetary Commission for help.  The yo-yo worked as intended, hitting their ship with the first hit.  The yo-yo worked as intended after some maneuvering, damaging their ship.