"It's a wonder they don't hit." "They don't hit because they each keep their own orbit," said Barry, "and they obey the laws of their existence." "Orbut," enquired McCuaig.

"What's that ?" "The trail that each star follows," said Barry.
"I see," said McCuaig, "each one keeps its own trail, its own orbut, and so there's peace up there.

And I guess there'd be peace down here if folks did the same thing.

It's when a man gets out of his own orbut and into another fellow's that the scrap begins.

I guess that's where Germany's got wrong." "Something like that," replied Barry.
"And sometimes," continued McCuaig, his eyes upon the stars, "when a little one comes up against a big one, he gets busted, eh ?" Barry nodded.
"And a big one, when he comes up against a bigger one gets pretty badly jarred, eh ?" "I suppose so," said Barry.
"That's what's goin' to happen to Germany," said McCuaig.
"Germany's a very powerful nation," said Barry.