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Updated: June 18, 2025
Bart, a Lhari ship can't get along in our galaxy without Mentorians any more! It may be slower than trying to take the warp-drive by force, or stealing it by spying, but when we learn to endure it, I have faith that we'll get it!" Bart, although moved by Meta's philosophy, couldn't quite share it. It still seemed to him that the Mentorians were lacking in something independence, maybe, or drive.
Every star in the manual was listed by light-frequency waves, to be checked against a photometer for a specific reading, and it almost drove Bart mad to go through the ritual when the Mentorians were off duty and could not call off the color and the equivalent frequency type for him.
Nameless stars where he and his Lhari shipmates had worked and played. And stars he had never seen and would never see, all the endless worlds beyond worlds and stars beyond stars.... He took a last, longing look at the colors of space, then turned his back on them, deliberately giving them up. He could not pay the price the Mentorians paid. "No, Meta," he said huskily.
"I think every man on board feels that way, a little, only he won't admit it." His slanted gray eyes looked quickly at Bart and away. "I guess we're almost down to L-point. Better check the panel and report nulls, so medic can wake up the Mentorians." The Swiftwing moved on between the stars.
They never managed it, but nowadays the Lhari give all the Mentorians what amounts to a brainwashing deep hypnosis, before and after every voyage, so that they can neither look for anything that might threaten the Lhari monopoly of space, nor reveal it even under a truth drug if they find it out. "You have to be pretty fanatical about space travel to go through that.
We don't need to go to the Lhari Galaxy to find the mineral that generates the warp-frequencies, that they call 'Catalyst A' and that the Mentorians call the 'Eighth Color. There is a green star called Meristem, and a spectroscopic analysis of that star, I'm sure, will reveal what unknown elements it contains, and perhaps locate other stars with that element.
"As the Mentorians grew more important to us, we began to regret the policy, but by that time the Mentorians themselves believed it so firmly that when we tried the experiment of carrying them through the shift into warp-drive, they died of fear pure suggestion. I tried it with you, Meta, because I knew Bart's presence would reassure you.
The other peoples they hold away from the Lhari, fighting them with words even though they're afraid to fight them with weapons, carrying on the war that they're afraid to fight! "Did it ever occur to you all the peoples of all the planets keep saying, We're as good as the Lhari, but only the Mentorians are willing to prove it?
And, since Mentor was the first planet of humans that the Lhari had contact with, they've always been closer to them." Tommy looked after the two Mentorians enviously. "The fact is, I'd ship out with the Lhari myself if I could. Wouldn't you?" Bart's mouth twisted in a wry smile. "No," he said. "I could I'm half Mentorian, I can even speak Lhari." "Why don't you? I would."
Bart's mother had been a Mentorian from the planet Mentor, of the star Deneb, a hundred times brighter than the sun. Bart had her eyes. But Mentorians weren't popular on Earth, and Bart had learned to be quiet about his mother. Through the dark lenses, the glare was only a pale gleam.
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