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It is Sue shaking me. Somehow I did sleep—in spite of Chris and in spite of the persistent memory. It must be midmorning. I swing my feet down and scrub at my gritty eyes. Voices outside. Cheerful. How cheerful? "Are all the Camiroi students so talented?" Mr. Piper asked. He was impressed. I was in Libo City the day she landed from the tender that serviced the planets from the mother ship orbiting out in space. I saw her briefly from the barbershop across the street when she came out of the warehouse and walked down our short main street to the Company Administration Building. She was a dark-haired little thing, sharp-eyed, neither young nor old—a crisp, efficient career gal, she seemed to me. I didnt see any of the men on the street make a pass at her. She had the looks, all right, but not the look. They muttered a few other pleasantries and drifted away. Didnt M’Cwyie tell you? Didn’t you guess? Oh, yes, I assured him. One of them did just that. There was a hassle over it. Somebody reminded him that the machine gun was designed just to kill human beings, that it wasnt sporting to turn it on game. The hassle sort of took the edge off their fun, so they piled into their space yacht and took off for some other place where they could count on a chase before the kill.” Merrill groaned playfully.God, you sit there, you drink your Coke, you philosophize. Dont you realize you’re supposed to stand quietly in a corner, positively dumb with gratitude? Now you’re even ramming your puns down my throat. Never mind, tell me again how it happened. Brock cried out,Leave it alone! Ears and all else! Dont remember! J. G. said he was sorry, but he had been very hungry. Evenings at the symphony, the opera, the Stage Door Theater; dinners at the Tadich Grill, the Poodle Dog, and other of the citys better restaurants; weekend carriage rides in Golden Gate Park. Thus far these outings were all she had permitted except for chaste good-night kisses, not that he had attempted any additional liberties. And thus far the kisses were enough for him, though they and the promise that lay behind them, the closeness of her slender body and the tantalizing scent of her perfume, disturbed his rest on those nights. She was a desirable woman in the prime of her life, she had been a widow for eight years now, and so far as he knew she had remained celibate since the tragic death of her husband. Shewas passionate in her professional pursuits; surely passion of the earthy physical variety lay dammed and dormant inside her. Someday. Ah, someday... We had dinner and a long talk. When she said that I was coming along so fast that soon Id be leaving her behind, I laughed. She spoke aloud to her mentor, half the world away, but he was not listening. His mind closed to her thoughts, he muttered an obscure exposition that darkened what it sought to clarify. What are you doing here? he demanded when he recognized Quincannon. Ive already checked. "I guess so." My full-time legitimate business involves the promotion of scientific innovation, management of scientific research, and synthesis. I dont run a laboratory; I sit with a pencil and paper, I read constantly, and I travel to find out what Dr. Knowsall happens to be doing in a remote corner of his lab. In order to find out what is likely to be significant to my company in the future, I must identify a new area of science or technology early ... preferablybefore it becomes a real new area and before everyone else knows about it, too. If a new area makes sense in a number of ways, and if everybody else thinks that you are stark raving mad to consider it, it is exactly what the doctor ordered. It’s not an easy job; just when you think you have things well under control, the program planned nicely, and the future well in hand, through the door walks someone with something new. And you have to start all over again. You know what Ive told you about things like that, said her mother for Melanie’s benefit. It isn’t always a good idea to talk to people you don’t know, even if they seem nice. Especially after dark. You know that, don’t you?” That winter Maxill bought two more cows. Ancient, dry and bony, destined for the butchers where they would have brought very little. Under Ash’s care they rejuvenated from day to day, their ribs vanished beneath flesh, their eyes brightened. The small, slack bags emerged, rounded, swelled, and eventually hung as full of milk as though they had just calved..
