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With this thought came the guilty realization that he had forgotten completely about Telt's death. Even before he contacted the Nyjord fleet he must tell Hys and his rebel army what had happened to Telt and his sand car. Also about the radioactive traces.
The brutal impact of the man's death had driven all thought of its consequences from Brion's mind. Now he began to realize. Telt had never sent word of his discovery of the radioactive trace to the Nyjord army. He had been afraid to use the radio, and had wanted to tell Hys in person, and to show him the tape.
"You wouldn't listen to reason, you wouldn't listen to Hys, or me, or to any voice that suggested an alternative to complete destruction. You are going to destroy Dis, and it's not necessary! There were a lot of ways you could have stopped it. You didn't do any of them, and now it's too late. You'll destroy Dis, and in turn this will destroy Nyjord. Ihjel said that, and now I believe him.
I have been specializing in research for the last twenty years, and the only reason I was appointed planetary supervisor on Nyjord was because of the observation and application facilities. I'm the research type, not the office type; no one has ever denied that. You're going to have trouble with the staff, so you had better realize that they are all compulsory volunteers.
Listen and try to understand. You must cancel the bombing. I've found out about the magter, found what causes their mental aberration. If we can correct that, we can stop them from attacking Nyjord " "Can they be corrected by midnight tonight?" Krafft broke in. He was abrupt and sounded almost angry. Even saints get tired. "No, of course not."
"Nyjord is a cooperating planet, and has full knowledge at all executive levels. They are giving us all the aid they can." "Well, now is the time to ask for more. Can I contact the commander of the blockading fleet?" "There is a scrambler connection right through to him. I'll set it up." Faussel bent over the desk and punched a number into the phone controls.
The sentence carried no other message than that contained in the simplest meanings of the separate words. It had intellectual connotations, but these could only be gained from past knowledge, not from the sound of the words. There was only one message they were prepared to receive from Nyjord. Therefore Brion was bringing the message.
Dis is no place for a woman." "Why?" Brion asked, as Lea appeared in the doorway. "Come inside, and I'll show you both," Ihjel said. "Dis," Ihjel said, consulting a thick file, "third planet out from its primary, Epsilon Eridani. The fourth planet is Nyjord remember that, because it is going to be very important. Dis is a place you need a good reason to visit and no reason at all to leave.
That means you still expected the magter to be sending their bombs to Nyjord and you made the landings in spite of this knowledge." "Of course," Professor Krafft said, astonished at Brion's lack of understanding. "What else could we do? The magter are sick!" Hys laughed aloud at Brion's baffled expression. "You have to understand Nyjord psychology," he said.
Warped bodies were rare his was the first Brion had ever seen. He wondered what series of events had kept him from medical attention all his life. This might explain the bitterness and pain in the man's voice. "Did the mighty brains on Nyjord bother to tell you that they have chopped another day off the deadline?" the man asked. "That this world is about to come to an end?"
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