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"What's this business about they might be back again?" "Well," Trigger said, "he thought they might be. Just might. Actually he believed the Jesters got wiped out too." "Eh?" Pilch said. "How's that?" "Quite a lot of the Old Galactics went along with them like Repulsive went along with me. And one of the things they did know," Trigger said, "was how to spread diseases like nobody's business.
The Elder Galactics are most certain to be unhappy about it in any event, and I don't like to make them unhappy. Obviously, there was a chain of errors, and some of our people concerned will have to be reassigned for further training, but that's just the beginning.
It did not have the understanding to permit it to construct such a base. So it made the Devagas a proposition. It would work for them, somewhat as it had worked for the Old Galactics, if unlike the Old Galactics they would work for it. Balmordan, newly become a person of foremost importance, transmitted the offer to the hierarchy in the Hub.
I can keep this visit off the record." Her eyes met Trigger's for a moment. "And I have a feeling I will. Also, of course, I'm not pushing for any answers you mightn't care to give." "Just push away," Trigger said agreeably. "Well, we got the Commissioner's call from his ship. A worried man he was. So it seems now that we've had one of the Old Galactics around for a while.
"Uh-huh. His idea is that some of the plasmoids the Old Galactics were using on Manon might have got away from them, or just been left lying around, so to speak, and could have survived till now. He thinks they might even be reproducing themselves. He's looking for them with a special detector he built." Trigger held up a finger on which was a slim gold ring with a small green stone in it.
One race of the Galactics has a phrase they apply to people like us: 'If there is a God in Heaven He has wept for ten thousand years. "But all this is not the worst. A race that is merely stupid seldom gets out to space. But ours has something else they fear: destructiveness. They have plotted our history and extrapolated our future. If they let us come out, war and conflict will follow."
They feel it could develop suddenly into a dangerous one. They may be right." "In what way?" Trigger asked. "Well, suppose that key unit is lost and stays lost. Suppose all the other plasmoids put together don't contain enough information to show how the Old Galactics produced the things and got them to operate." "Somebody would get that worked out pretty soon, wouldn't they?"
But it seems," said Pilch, "that you've told him a good deal about the history of the Old Galactics, including what ended them as a race thirty-two thousand years ago." Trigger's face clouded a little. "Yes," she said. She sat silent for a moment. "Well, I got that from Repulsive somewhere along the line," she said then. "It didn't really come clear until some time after we'd got back.
But it was there in those pictures in the interview." "The giants stamping on the farm?" Trigger nodded. "And the fast clock and the slow one. He was trying to tell it then. The Jesters that's the giants they're fast and tough like us. Apparently," Trigger said thoughtfully, "they're a good deal like us in a lot of ways. But worse. Much worse! And the Old Galactics were just slow.
And he was right, Ross was forced to admit, remembering what had happened when the galactics had discovered the Red time gates and traced them forward to their twentieth-century source, ruthlessly destroying each station. The original colonists of Hawaika had been as giants to Terran pygmies when it came to technical knowledge.
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