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Once it's set we can't tear it down easily for transport somewhere else, so we want to be sure there's something to look at beyond." She began to wring the water out of her long hair. "Well, as far as we've explored ... nothing. Come yourself next time. Tino-rau and Taua aren't particular; they like company." Putting two fingers to her mouth, Karara whistled.
Adaptations and shortcuts developed, so that a new hybrid technology came into use, woven from the knowledge and experimentation of two civilizations thousands of years apart in time. If and when he or Ashe or Karara and her dolphins discovered the proper site, the two Agents could set up their own equipment. Both Ross and Ashe had had enough drill in the process.
From what half-forgotten bit of reading had he dredged that knowledge? "No being without belief!" he repeated. To his vast amazement he heard Ashe laugh, though the sound bordered on hysteria. "No belief, no power," the older man replied. "You've speared the right fish, Ross! No gods of ours dwell here, Karara, and whatever god does has no rights over us. Hold to that, girl, hold tight!"
But listen " Ross caught her shoulders in a taut grip, pulled her around to face him, his eyes hot and almost angry as they held hers, "don't let yourself be seen " He repeated the cardinal rule of Agents in new territory. "We don't dare risk discovery." Karara nodded and he could see that she understood, was aware of the importance of that warning. "Do you want Tino-rau or Taua?"
He was a cripple. "What of it?" Ross demanded sharply. This was no time for an appeal to the sympathies. But Karara did not urge any modification of the bonds as he half feared she would. Instead, she sat back cross-legged, an odd, withdrawn expression making her seem remote though he could have put out his hand to touch her.
But the dolphins could give warning if that were so. Ross swam easily, Ashe next, Loketh on his left, Baleku a little behind and Karara to the fore as if in vain pursuit of the dolphins the Foanna well to the left. A queer invasion party, even queerer when one totaled up the odds which might lie ahead. There was no mist or storm this morning to hide the headlands where the Foanna citadel stood.
Ross glanced at the prisoner. The alien had wriggled about, striving to raise his head against the wall as a support. His captor pulled the Hawaikan into a sitting position, but the native accepted that aid almost as if he were not even aware of Ross's hands on his body. He stared with a kind of horrified disbelief at the bobbing dolphin heads. "He is afraid," Karara reported.
Gordon needed reassurance now, not a recitation of the various ways their mission could be doomed. "Look here!" Ross came to the table, his hand sweeping past Karara, as he used his forefinger for a pointer. "We know that what we want could be easily overlooked, even with the dolphins helping us to check. This whole area's too big.
Do we join any, then their quarrels must also become ours." Taua nosed the ledge behind the girl, squeaked a demand for attention. Karara looked around at Loketh; her look was as searching as the one the native had earlier turned on her and Ross. "He" the girl nodded at the Hawaikan "wishes to know if you trust him.
And this warrior is also of your kind but perhaps in different degree, putting into action your desires and wishes. Thus, if you go up against the Foanna, you shall be well matched, kind to kind." Nice to be so certain of that, Ross thought. He did not share Loketh's confidence on that subject. "The Shades ... the Shadow ..." Karara persisted. "What are these, Loketh?"
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