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While Joyce answered, explaining they hardly knew what there was to be seen, Cameron's attention was fixed by the problem of the strange relationship between the two men the two races. In the face of the Id there seemed a serenity, a dignity that the Markovian would never know. Why had the Ids failed to lift themselves out of servility to a state of independence, he wondered?
She retreated, and this brought her into view of Cora. It was Ida Giles! Cora leaned forward to catch a glimpse of the man. She was startled to see that he was that good-for-nothing Lem Gildy. "Come on," growled Lem, "fork over some cash." "I haven't any. Oh, please, Lem, let me pass!" He took another step toward her with outstretched hands, and Ids shrank back. She screamed, but Lem only sneered.
Now the Ids compensated their enslavement by the religious belief that service made them masters over the ex-pirates, convincing themselves that they had changed the Markovians, taming them like wild dogs, saddling them as fierce stallions Cameron wondered if he dared, and then dismissed the thought that there could be any risk. It was too ridiculous!
"He will be pleased to explain all you may wish to know about the Idealist Way." Cameron was shocked almost beyond speech by his first sight of the clearing. He had tried to prepare for the worst, but he had told himself that the Markovian's estimate of the Ids could not be true. Now he was forced to admit that it was.
With a start, Cameron realized that the existence of any kind of community probably implied leaders, but he had ignored this in view of Marthasa's insistence that the Ids had no culture of their own. He wondered just how untrue that assertion might be. For the first time, he sensed genuine disapproval in the attitude of Marthasa when he mentioned plans to go with Sal Karone to the Id centers.
You should know about it before you leave. The Markovian Nucleus is somewhat of a hotbed of Ids." "Ids you mean the Idealists ?" Fothergill nodded. "Know anything about them?" "Not much, except that they are a sort of parasitic group, living usually in a servant relationship to other races on terran-type worlds.
If we found out exactly what that something is, we might have the answer." Cameron shook his head. "I've tried to fit it together that way, too, but it just doesn't add up. The basic premise of the Ids is asceticism and there never was any strength in that idea. Marthasa is probably right in his estimate of the Ids.
Since that means all of them they can't be satisfied by serving each other so they have to pick on some other race. "I don't recall when they first showed up in the Nucleus, but it's been many generations ago. There've been Ids in my family for a half dozen generations anyway." "They had space flight, so they came under their own power?" Cameron asked incredulously. "No. Nothing like that.
But he could feel it now with increasing strength, as if all his senses were quickening the benign aura, the indefinable wash of power that seemed to lap at the edge of his mind. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Joyce's face, almost radiant as she, too, sensed it here in the presence of the Ids. Love, as a genuine power, had been taught by every Terran philosopher of any social worth.
He is told of the coast of Fishery, and goes thither. This coast is called in the maps La Pescaria. He works a miracle at Cape Comorin. He labours in the salvation of the Paravas. His manner of teaching the Christian faith. He establishes catechists and teachers of the faith to supply ids place. The fruit of his labours on the coast of Fishery. He makes use of children to cure the sick.
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