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    babbling. Those Ryxi pay well, or you may be sure we wouldn t keep renewing
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    the contract. He leaned across the table and patted Varian s shoulder
    reassuringly.
     Now, you need anything me or my men can cobble up for you to get settled in?
    I got a few more items
    Lunzie requested. That nice little girl Cleiti s been helping us. Too bad
    she s so long separated from her folks.
     Cleiti s here? Varian reached for another cassette.
     She s out in the cave, setting up the bunks.
    Varian went out, followed by Godheir who assured her that Cleiti was only
    supervising as Obir was under strict orders to prevent her doing anything
    strenuous. And to be sure, Cleiti was perched on a stool of recent
    manufacture, listening to the comments of the garrulous  jack of all trades .
    She rose when
    Varian appeared, with a brave, sad, little smile more poignant than tears
    would have been. Varian repressed a self-indulgent urge to hug Cleiti. Instead
    she explained the necessity for the report.
     I can do it while Obir s busy, Cleiti said, holding the cassette with
    curious awkwardness.  I ll have no trouble remembering everything exactly as
    it happened. After all, for me, it was only the week before last.
    Varian managed to murmur something appropriate, catching Godheir s amused
    wink, as she turned away. Rain still lashed down and the screen of vine waved
    with erratic vitality in the squally winds. The vine should be cut down now,
    she thought. The screen s purpose had been accomplished. She wished hers could
    and Ireta s weather was frustrating. So ... she d work on that blasted report
    until the rain abated.
     You ve probably got a lot to do, lassie, Godheir said, hearing her sigh of
    exasperation. He took a bulbous object from his thigh pocket and a small pouch
    from another.  I ll just blow a cloud of my own.
    Varian recognized the artifact as a tobacco pipe.  Not that I could smell
    anything in this atmosphere. Nor will I be polluting it! He chuckled as he
    settled himself on another stool.  Half the pleasure of smoking a pipe is the
    smell of the tobacco.
     What s the other half?
     The pure relaxation of fussing with a pipe.
    Varian watched the process for a moment.  It looks complicated.
    Then she thanked him once again for all his courtesies.  Would you give me a
    shout when the rain stops, Captain?
     My pleasure!
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    It could have been imagination, but Varian did think, as she returned to the
    shuttle, that she could smell the aroma which rose from the captain s pipe.
    As Varian organized her recollections of the events leading up to the mutiny,
    she envied Cleiti her innocence of the  week before last . Varian made copious
    notes, additions, and changes until she was sure she had events in order. She
    made no comments, such as her initial suspicions about the heavyworlders
    unsavory activities of that fateful rest day, for the mutiny was an undeniable
    fact, emphatically substantiated by the time gap between the two groups. She
    listened carefully to the replay of her report, aware that she could not erase
    now. She added a few brief explanations to her remarks. Then she strode to the
    shuttle iris and looked out toward the cave entrance.
    Cleiti, Godheir, and Obir were seated in a companionable group about the fire,
    the captain s pipe still sending gray blue plumes of smoke to waft about in
    vagrant puffs of wind. No question of it, Varian thought. She could smell the
    tobacco above the usual pungency s. When she saw Varian, Cleiti brought over
    her cassette.
     Captain Godheir seems to know all about the mutiny, Varian, she said in a
    low voice, her eyes round with surprise.  Is it all right to talk about what
    happened? Or are details classified?
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     You can talk about it all you want, Cleiti, Varian replied, hoping
    discussion might restore the unnaturally subdued child to her former
    ebullience. Damn Paskutti and Tardma for the shock they had given the child: a
    shock undiminished in Cleiti s memories of the  week before last.
     Captain Godheir said he s never talked with a person who d been mutinied
    before.
     It s not something that happens frequently, Cleiti. He s had our official
    report, but I think he might be interested in your reactions. But don t talk
    about it if you don t want to.
    Cleiti considered pensively. Then, with a slightly less strained smile, added,
     Yes, I think I d like to tell the Captain and Obir. They both listen so
    politely. They say, and the smile betrayed a touch of Cleiti s old
    impishness,  that it s because I m older than they are. She rejoined the men
    at the fire.
    Varian was still muttering imprecations against the heavyworlders when Lunzie
    appeared with her record cassette.
     Isn t Cleiti abnormally quiet, Lunzie?
     All elements considered, not too much so. Part of it s due to the
    restoration, and part to delayed reaction. That s why I want to keep everyone
    as busy as possible. Gives  em less time to worry and think.
     Aulia?
    Lunzie snorted with derision.  Oh, she s busy, too. Feeling sorry for herself.
    She can make that into a full-time occupation. I expect Portegin will change
    her mind if he ever surfaces from the shuttle s control panel. Varian, do you
    think you could get a specimen of the fringes from the giffs eating rock?
     D you mean, would I oblige you or would I be able to? Because the giffs like
    me and someone else tried and failed?
    Lunzie twitched her nose.
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     Well, he might have succeeded if he d waited until the catch had been
    distributed. But they do know you. An analysis of fringe toxins would be
    invaluable in healing Kai s condition.
     I ll have to wait until this squall blows over.
     I was thinking that the squall would keep the giffs in their caves and this
    would be the safest time to collect fringe. Take the stairs to the surface.
     Stairs? Varian stared in surprise. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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