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Fred and Peter saw an opening and, in keeping with your instructions, moved in. It's just coincidence that the rubber they took over was your property rather than some Genoese operator's. If you were open to a loss there, then if they hadn't taken over someone else could have. Possibly Baron Leonar or even Russ."
I would think the Co-ordinator would accept any recommendation along this line that we might make." The Genoese contingent looked after him, long after he was gone. Finally Martin Gunther said, "Baron Leonar, I think it might be a good idea if you began putting some of your men to work on making steel alloys suitable for spacecraft. The way things are developing, perhaps we'll be needing them."
The door opened wide and Technician Martin Gunther let them in. "The others are here already?" Mayer asked him. Gunther nodded. "Since breakfast. Baron Leonar, in particular, is impatient." Mayer said over his shoulder, "All right, Jerry, this is where we put it to them." They entered the long conference room. A full score of men sat about the heavy wooden table.
For instance, I have great interest in expanding our inadequate universities. The advances I expect will only be possible if we educate the people. Field serfs are not capable of running even that simple steam engine Jerry demonstrated." Baron Leonar said, "What you contemplate is mind-shaking. Do I understand that you wish a confederation of all our cities?
"You seem to forget, Honorable Mayer, that I carry the title of baron." Mayer shook his head. "No, Baron Leonar. But neither do you disagree with what I say. The businessman, the merchant, the manufacturer on Genoa today, is only tolerated. Were it not for the fact that the barons have no desire to eliminate such a profitable source of income, they would milk us dry overnight." Someone shrugged.
Barry, Dick for old time's sake, boys ..." Barry Watson said to Taller, "He's yours. If this doesn't take the pressure off us, nothing will." At the end of the third decade, the Texcocan delegation was already seated in the Pedagogue's lounge when Jerome Kennedy, Martin Gunther, Peter MacDonald, Fredric Buchwald and three Genoese, Baron Leonar and the Honorables Russ and Modrin appeared.
Baron Leonar, son of the original Baron who had met with Amschel Mayer thirty years before, was a man in his mid-forties. He said quietly, "It seems to me the time has arrived when the two planets might profit by intercourse. Surely in this time one has progressed beyond the other in this field, but lagged in that.
"Nevertheless," Mayer snapped, "we've got to break the backs of the barons and the Temple monks. Get messages off to Baron Leonar and young Mannerheim, to Russ and Olderman. We'll want them to put pressure on their local politicians. What we need is a continental alliance for this war." Gunther said, "Should I get in touch with Rykov? He's still over there." Mayer hesitated. "No," he said.
"By the Supreme," Baron Leonar blurted, "do you realize this device could be used instead of waterpower to operate a mill to power the loom demonstrated an hour ago?" Honorable Russ was rubbing the side of his face thoughtfully. "It might even be adapted to propel a coach. A coach without horses. Unbelievable!" Mayer chuckled in excitement and clapped his hands.
Not an overt one, since we needed your assistance to build the new industrialized culture you showed us was possible. We even protected you against yourselves, since it soon became obvious that if left alone you'd destroy each other in your addiction to power." Baron Leonar broke in, "Don't misunderstand.
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