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Updated: May 4, 2025
"Sorry, Ank," said Blejjo. "It's just that some of these young people have no respect for their elders." He looked at Basom and smiled. "Didn't mean to take it out on you, Bas. There's a lot worse than you." Then, changing his tone: "Sure you don't want to come with us?" Basom looked apologetic, but he stuck to his guns. "No. Thanks again, but " He grinned self-consciously.
Anketam refused, in his own mind, to see any connection between Kevenoe's death and the fact that Basom and Zillia had disappeared the same day, probably to give themselves over to the Invader troops. A movement at the corner of his eye caught Anketam's attention. He turned his head to look. Then he spun on his heel and went into the hut. "Lady Samas," he said quickly, "they're coming.
Why, you're the best super in the barony! Everybody knows that. I was only kidding. You know that." Before Anketam could say anything, the old man said: "You can bet your life that no other super in this barony would put up with your laziness!" "Now, Blejjo," said Anketam, "leave the boy alone. He meant no harm. If he needs talking to, I'll do the talking." Basom looked gratefully reprieved.
"I've got another man in mind for the field work." And no one was more surprised than Basom when Anketam said: "Basom, do you think you could handle the crew in the field?" Basom couldn't even find his tongue for several more paces. When he discovered at last that it was still in his mouth, where he'd left it, he said: "I ... I'll try, Ank. I sure will try, if you want me to.
Anketam turned away and started towards his own village. Most of the others had already begun the trek back. But Jacovik, Blejjo, and Basom were waiting for him. They fell into step beside him. After a while, Jacovik broke the silence. "Well, Ank, it looks like you've got a big job on your hands." "That's for sure," said Anketam.
Get everyone down to the river and tell them to hide in the brush at the Big Swamp. The Invaders won't go there. Move!" Kevenoe didn't even pause to answer. He ran back toward the saddle animal he had tethered at the edge of the village. Anketam was running in the opposite direction, toward Basom's quarters. He didn't bother to knock. He flung open the door and yelled, "Basom!"
The spring planting did well. The rains didn't come until after the seedlings had taken root and anchored themselves well into the soil, and the rows showed no signs of heavy bruising. Anketam had been watching one section in particular, where young Basom had planted.
The river's full of 'em. Come along." "Don't see why not," said Blejjo. "What do you think, Basom?" The younger man smiled and shook his head. "I'll stay around home, I think. I'm too lazy today to go to all that effort." "Too lazy to loaf," said Blejjo, laughing. "That's as lazy as I ever heard." Anketam smiled, but he didn't say anything.
There was a bite in his voice. "Now, wait," Basom said apprehensively, "I didn't say anything like that. I didn't mean it that way." Blejjo pointed his fishing pole at the youth. "You ought to be thankful you've got Anketam for a supervisor. There's some supers who'd boot you good for a crack like that." Basom cast appealing eyes at Anketam. "I am thankful! You know I am!
Blejjo went on with his careful work, knowing that Anketam would take care of whatever it was. Anketam recognized the voice. He stood up and called: "Over here, Basom! What's the trouble?" A minute later, Basom came running through the trees, his feet crashing through the underbrush. Blejjo sat up abruptly, an angry look on his face. "Basom, you scared my fish away." "Fish, nothing," said Basom.
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