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His voice was steady, as he said, "It's very good of you to show me all this, sir, but the other men will call me a slacker. Hadn't I better get to a work detail?" "Hm, maybe so, feathertop," Vorongil said. "Let me see well, down this way is the last row of bunkers. See the humps? You can check inside to see if they're full or empty and save us the trouble of exploring if they're all empty.
This is the long run we're making, out to Antares and then home, and if everybody has to work extra shifts, it's no fun. But if old Vorongil knows that there's been talk in the port about Klanerol jumping ship, or whatever happened to him, we'll all have to walk wide of his temper." Bart was beginning to relax a little; Ringg apparently accepted him without scrutiny.
They moved in silence, along the smooth stone path. "The crystal creatures made this road," Vorongil said at last. "I think they read minds a little. There used to be a very messy, rocky desert here, and we used to have to scrabble and scratch our way to the monument. Then one day a ship not mine touched down and discovered that there was a beautiful smooth road leading up to the monument.
Didn't the Lhari themselves know it was a farce? Or was it? Vorongil himself took the controls for the surge of Acceleration Two, which would take them past the Light Barrier. Bart, watching his instruments to exact position and time, saw the colors of each star shift strangely, moment by moment. The red stars seemed hard to see.
A lifetime? A hundred lifetimes wouldn't do it! He might have known. If there had been one chance in the odd billion of his making any such discovery, the Lhari would never have given Vorongil permission for the intruder to visit the planet at all.
As far as I'm concerned, it still is real." Ringg was still bending over Meta's hand when Vorongil came into the cabin. He started to speak, then noticed Ringg. "I might have known," he growled, "if there was anything to find out, you'd find it." "Shall I go, rieko mori?" "No, stay. You'll find it out some way or other, you might as well get it right the first time.
There must be others in our galaxy, but the coordinates of the star Meristem are known to me." Vorongil was staring at him, his mouth open. He leaped up and cried out, shaking, "But they assured us that among your memories there was nothing of danger to us " Compassionately, gently, Bart said, "There wasn't not that they knew about, Vorongil. I didn't realize it myself.
Now we know we can use it without dying in the warp-drive.... Think of this: to be human again, yet to travel the stars with men of my own race! It's worth a few deaths! Even Vorongil? Standing here, talking to him, he might say it! You talked to him as if he'd been your father! Oh, Dad, Dad, what would you do?
But when the stars steadied and took on their own colors, the blaze of a small green sun was steady in the viewport. "Meristem," Vorongil said, taking the controls himself. "Let's hope the place is really uninhabited and that catalogue's up to date, lads.
"I think he's coming round," said Vorongil's voice. "Yes, and a lot too soon for me," said a bitter voice which Bart recognized as that of the ship's medic. "Freak!" "Listen, Baldy," said Vorongil, "whoever he is, he could have been blinded or killed. You wouldn't be alive now if it wasn't for that freak, as you call him. Bartol, can you hear me? How much light can your eyes stand?"
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