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Updated: June 14, 2025
Xerxes was the one thing about Zarathustra that the Company didn't own; the Terran Federation had retained that as a naval base. It was the one reminder that there was something bigger and more powerful than the Company. Gerd van Riebeek saw Ruth Ortheris leave the escalator, step aside and stand looking around the cocktail lounge.
He's chief mammalogist with the Company science division; we exchange information. And there's another Company man I'd like to have hear it. Gerd van Riebeek. He's a general xeno-naturalist, like me, but he's especially interested in animal evolution." "Why not? The Fuzzies are a scientific discovery. Discoveries ought to be reported." Little Fuzzy, Mike and Mitzi strolled in from the kitchen.
"Of course I know that the Cape was first doubled by the Portuguese commander Bartholomew Diaz in, I think, 1486, and after him by Vasco de Gama, and that the Dutch formed the first settlement on it under Van Riebeek in 1652, but beyond this my knowledge of Cape history and dates is hazy and confused.
He nodded toward van Riebeek, standing guard over Kellogg and Mallin, his thumbs in his pistol belt. "Ours. He's quit the Company." Just as he was finishing, Car Three put in an appearance; he had to tell the same story over again. The area in front of the Kellogg camp was getting congested; he hoped Mike Hennen's labor gang would stay away for a while.
"Think that stiff-arm gesture and bark might have been intended to represent a rifle?" Gerd van Riebeek asked. "He'd seen you shooting before, hadn't he?" "I don't think it was anything else. He was telling me, 'Big nasty damnthing outside; shoot it like you did the harpy. And if he hadn't run past me and pointed back, that damnthing would have killed me."
The suite at the Hotel Mallory was crowded when Jack Holloway returned with Gerd van Riebeek; it was noisy with voices, and the ventilators were laboring to get rid of the tobacco smoke. Gus Brannhard, Ben Rainsford and Baby Fuzzy were meeting the press. "Oh, Mr. Holloway!" somebody shouted as he entered. "Have you found them yet?" "No; we've been all over Science Center from top to bottom.
After watching him lift out, Jack went back into the house, played with his family in the living room for a while and went to bed. The next morning he watched Kellogg, Ruth and Jimenez leave in one jeep and, shortly after, Mallin and van Riebeek in the other. Kellogg didn't seem to be willing to let the three who had come to the camp first wander around unchaperoned. He wondered about that.
Gerd van Riebeek fired a bullet into the ground ahead of him, bringing him up short. "You'll stop the next one, Juan," he said. "Go help Dr. Kellogg; he got himself hurt." "Call the constabulary," Mallin was saying. "Ruth, you go; they won't shoot at you." "Don't bother. I called them. Remember?"
And, now that he thought of it, it had been one of Kellogg's people, van Riebeek, who had touched off the explosion in the first place. He didn't know van Riebeek himself, but Kellogg should have, and he had handled him the wrong way. He should have known what van Riebeek would go along with and what he wouldn't. "But, Victor, they won't convict Leonard of murder," Emmert was saying.
Lunt looked at the small battered body and the six mourners around it. "But, Jack, they aren't legally sapient beings." "There is no such thing. A sapient being is a being on the mental level of sapience, not a being that has been declared sapient." "Fuzzies are sapient beings," Rainsford said. "That's the opinion of a qualified xeno-naturalist." "Two of them," Gerd van Riebeek said.
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