Part 22 (1/2)

”Yes,” Jago said, having her pocket com in evidence, and going with them. ”As soon as they remove lord Badissuni. The man's taken ill.”

He was startled. Dismayed. ”Is he ill?” he asked. he ill?” he asked.

”Quite honestly, nadi.” There were tones Jago took that told him it was the real and reliable truth. ”It seems to be stress. They're taking him to the hospital for the night.”

Amazing what bedfellows politics had made. It made a sensible man careful of making any rash statements about anyone, sharp-edged words being so hard to digest.

Tatiseigi stood in the lights, reporting the absolutely ridiculous and totally true fact of a security alert downstairs, which had turned out to be explained, and somehow never mentioning that the culprit was a young boy from the islands.

Then Tatiseigi wended his way into a report that security had been on edge, and that all threats had been dealt with.

Tabini, who had used the newfangled airwaves quite shamelessly to justify his positions, could take notes from this performance. Tatiseigi, who publicly decried the deleterious effects of the national obsession with television and machimi actors, by what the paidhi had heard, who had spoken against extending television into new licenses, certainly knew the value of it.

”I will tell you,” he began, traditional opening of a topic, and launched into the matter of his restorations, his programs, the history of the Atageini. It was an unprecedented chance for one of the houses. Tatiseigi went on into historic marriages, about the relations of the Atageini to the founders of the capital at She-jidan - and then, with Damiri standing beside him, as Jase also did, he talked about the Atageini ”venturing into a future of great promise and adventurous prospect.”

My G.o.d, Bren thought, listening to it, looking at the picture it presented to a watching world. It was almost a declaration of support for the s.p.a.ce program.

It was d.a.m.ned near a declaration for for Tabini and Tabini and against against Direiso and the Kadigidi and all their plots. Direiso and the Kadigidi and all their plots.

Certainly, long and soporific as the history had been, it had snapped to a sharp and dangerous point, right there, in three carefully chosen words: future, adventurous, and prospect, meaning the hitherto changeless and conservative Atageini were s.h.i.+fting into motion; and the so-named prospect prospect was going to refer in some minds, with Damiri visible before them, to heirs and marriage and the final merger of two Padi Valley families of vast power, a merger that might firm up the political picture very suddenly. was going to refer in some minds, with Damiri visible before them, to heirs and marriage and the final merger of two Padi Valley families of vast power, a merger that might firm up the political picture very suddenly.

Very frighteningly so for some interests, Direiso chief among them.

Not mentioning Ilisidi with her ties to the distant and often rebel East.

The old tyrant had intended this when he'd headed for that room and the lightbulb blew. He'd been wound up for the bitter necessity of peace with Tabini, consoled by the chance for public glory, and then embarra.s.sed by a human.

Thank G.o.d G.o.d he'd gotten this chance, this bit of theater. He could only imagine with what fervor the man he'd gotten this chance, this bit of theater. He could only imagine with what fervor the man hadn't hadn't wanted his niece wanted his niece and and the aforesaid human on stage with him. the aforesaid human on stage with him.

Bet that a speech of this magnitude had been set in the man's mind before he came up here and that the alternative was not to give it, and to keep balancing peace and war with Tabini and dancing a slow dance with Tabini's enemies. He'd suggested a change from the infelicitous venue down at the small dining room, for this area, and no matter how irreverent an ateva grew, there was still that cultural and public reluctance to accept a place or a set-up for an event if that place had been tainted by ill fortune.

Hence this set-up in the state dining room, still within the apartment, proving that humans humans were not the infelicitous item, with a human, emblematic of change, right there beside the conservative lord. And with Damiri, the tie to Tabini who might wish to supplant him, standing right there by him, the old man got to the fore of the rebellion in his own house and did it with style - on national television. were not the infelicitous item, with a human, emblematic of change, right there beside the conservative lord. And with Damiri, the tie to Tabini who might wish to supplant him, standing right there by him, the old man got to the fore of the rebellion in his own house and did it with style - on national television.

He didn't know whether he'd helped at all or whether Tabini had come to rescue a rash human or to propose exactly the same things; but Tabini would at least be glad he he hadn't had to get into a verbal brawl with the old man. hadn't had to get into a verbal brawl with the old man.

Who might well wish the paidhi's head on the ancestral battlements. Two Two paidhiin, infelicitous two, might urge that as a solution. paidhiin, infelicitous two, might urge that as a solution.

He kept smiling. He kept smiling as he rescued Jase, who was practically wordless after the event, but who'd responded appropriately during it. He fed Jase a stiff shot of alcohol before putting him in the hands of his security, which gained him him the silence and the window of opportunity to reach Ilisidi. the silence and the window of opportunity to reach Ilisidi.

”Aiji-ma,” he said with a deep bow to her and her chief of security, Cenedi, ”aiji-ma, I have an urgent request, a very extravagant request, which I must make of you foremost of all; and also of your grandson. If I have any any favors unclaimed, hear me at least. I know I am too extravagant. But I have no other resource - as your grandson, having no other resource, came to you under very similar circ.u.mstances.” favors unclaimed, hear me at least. I know I am too extravagant. But I have no other resource - as your grandson, having no other resource, came to you under very similar circ.u.mstances.”

Ilisidi's eyes were a record of years lived and intrigues survived. And her mouth quirked in amus.e.m.e.nt. ”You've just murdered the lord of the Atageini in his own dining room and wish asylum?”

”Almost,” he said. ”Very close, aiji-ma.”

CHAPTER 15.

”NAND' PAIDHI,” the Bu-javid operator said. ”I can't * M establish the connection. One fears - there is some reason beyond a failure of equipment.”

”Thank you, nadi. One believes the same.” He set the receiver back in the cradle and heard distantly in the house the noise of steps on the stone floors of the foyer. Their household was gathering for their departure, unaware of the phone call he couldn't resist attempting and which he foreknew wouldn't get through, no more than the rest had.

Baji-naji, chance and fortune, the devils in the design: symbolically they existed somewhere in every atevi building as they did in every design for action. The random numbers of creativity, serendipity or destruction lurked within the rigid system of numbers, and once a design gave them leeway to work, the building tumbled down, a situation acquired additional possibilities, or the world tumbled into a new order of things.

He couldn't raise the island, let alone get a call through to Toby or his mother's house.

And that was no equipment failure. That was politics keeping keeping him from making that call, and like a fool he'd hung up on Toby in their last conversation. Toby had been able to call him, but he couldn't get past the blockade in the other direction. him from making that call, and like a fool he'd hung up on Toby in their last conversation. Toby had been able to call him, but he couldn't get past the blockade in the other direction.

Or Toby couldn't reach him, either.

He'd resorted to sleeping pills since the conversation with the dowager, medications from the island, carefully h.o.a.rded since the repair to his shoulder. There'd been, after his brief talk with Ilisidi, a flurry of phone calling and rescheduling legislative meetings, which consumed an entire day.

But, good part of the operation, Jase grew more cheerful - as if the promise he'd been able to keep had gotten him past the depression and the despair. Jase was going to the ocean. He would see the sea. They'd talked last night of fis.h.i.+ng, not from Geigi's port but from a more protected, governmentally owned site on the reserve across the same bay.

”Maybe we'll have a chance at the yellowtail,” he'd said to Jase, although he was by no means certain the run of those fish would carry within the bay. Among the myriad other things he did keep up with, marine fish weren't within his field. Toby would have known.

But he couldn't ask the first question he'd had in years that Toby would have delighted in answering.

So with the appropriate baggage, just as a second dawn was breaking, they were gathering in the foyer for the promised trip - Banichi and Jago, Tano and Algini.

And himself with Jase.

”The baggage has gone, Bren-ji,” Jago said. ”The car is waiting.”

Subway car, that was. His security was in a good mood: it lifted his spirits - s.h.i.+fted the world back into perspective. It was an emergency at home, yes; but, dammit, Toby could handle it - Toby was in the city, Toby was at their mother's apartment. Toby could deal with their mother and Toby didn't have to call him up and rage at him, when it was the first d.a.m.n time Toby Toby had showed up to handle one of their mother's crises, be it the divorce from their father, be it the lawsuit over the sale of the mountain cabin, be it aunt Gloria's husband's funeral, be it - G.o.d knew what. had showed up to handle one of their mother's crises, be it the divorce from their father, be it the lawsuit over the sale of the mountain cabin, be it aunt Gloria's husband's funeral, be it - G.o.d knew what. This This time Toby was on duty and Toby could take care of their mother and the two of them could do the talking they should have done when Toby'd married to get away from the family and run off to live on the north sh.o.r.e having kids and making money hand over fist. Toby was the one she'd held up to him as the model son - well-married, stable, somebody to go visit. time Toby was on duty and Toby could take care of their mother and the two of them could do the talking they should have done when Toby'd married to get away from the family and run off to live on the north sh.o.r.e having kids and making money hand over fist. Toby was the one she'd held up to him as the model son - well-married, stable, somebody to go visit.

Mother'd held Toby and Toby's familial situation up to him as the way he he ought to be, but she'd d.a.m.ned sure phoned the University every time there was a crisis to get ought to be, but she'd d.a.m.ned sure phoned the University every time there was a crisis to get Bren Bren across town. That was understandable, since it was in the same city; but even after he'd gone into the field and the strait had separated them, she'd not phoned the north sh.o.r.e for Toby to disturb his family, come home, and hire a lawyer for her. No, Toby'd had across town. That was understandable, since it was in the same city; but even after he'd gone into the field and the strait had separated them, she'd not phoned the north sh.o.r.e for Toby to disturb his family, come home, and hire a lawyer for her. No, Toby'd had a family a family to consider, so she'd phoned the mainland and wanted to consider, so she'd phoned the mainland and wanted Bren-dear Bren-dear to drop the governmental crisis and come home and fix things, which sometimes he could and sometimes he hadn't been able to. For a string of years every time he'd come home on vacation she'd had a crisis specifically designed to get him involved the second he stepped off the plane, to the point where he'd begun to think of marriage to Barb as an insulation. to drop the governmental crisis and come home and fix things, which sometimes he could and sometimes he hadn't been able to. For a string of years every time he'd come home on vacation she'd had a crisis specifically designed to get him involved the second he stepped off the plane, to the point where he'd begun to think of marriage to Barb as an insulation.

It had gotten so his nerves were strung tight every time he knew his mother needed something, because need need had gotten to be the relations.h.i.+p between them, and he'd already puzzled out that fact. had gotten to be the relations.h.i.+p between them, and he'd already puzzled out that fact.

It had gotten to be the relations.h.i.+p between him and Barb, too, starting with his his increasing need for her to meet that plane and s.h.i.+eld him from his inability to say no. Someday he'd have married her so he'd have a wife to take precedence over what his mother needed. He'd puzzled that out, too. increasing need for her to meet that plane and s.h.i.+eld him from his inability to say no. Someday he'd have married her so he'd have a wife to take precedence over what his mother needed. He'd puzzled that out, too.

Grim thought. Sobering thought. He could get aggravated aggravated with Barb, but the fact was that his cheerfulness once he'd arranged for Barb to meet the plane, the alternative being his mother arriving with a list of grievances and plans for his time, told him maybe - just maybe - his relations.h.i.+p to Barb breaking down in crisis wasn't just a case of Barb rus.h.i.+ng to Paul Saarinson's soft life. Barb, being a healthy individual, had perhaps realized she wasn't up to being a support for a man who got off the plane every few months with Barb, but the fact was that his cheerfulness once he'd arranged for Barb to meet the plane, the alternative being his mother arriving with a list of grievances and plans for his time, told him maybe - just maybe - his relations.h.i.+p to Barb breaking down in crisis wasn't just a case of Barb rus.h.i.+ng to Paul Saarinson's soft life. Barb, being a healthy individual, had perhaps realized she wasn't up to being a support for a man who got off the plane every few months needing needing to be rea.s.sured and to be rea.s.sured and needing to needing to be made happy and not to have troubles poured into his ears during his vacation. be made happy and not to have troubles poured into his ears during his vacation.

The paidhi's home life and the paidhi's love life were neither one d.a.m.n good and never had been, was the truth. The I-need-you I-need-you business was no way for any two adults to have a relations.h.i.+p, not mother-son, not man-wife. business was no way for any two adults to have a relations.h.i.+p, not mother-son, not man-wife.

Not even brothers.

And it was about time their mother learned to call on Toby, because Toby was the one of her two sons she was going to have in reach; and it was about time Toby learned to define that relations.h.i.+p in a way he could live with. That was the plain truth. And they were all going to have to get used to it. She couldn't get Bren-dear home again.

Maybe duty to his family said he should resign his professional life, come home and live with it and do all those familial, loyal things, including suffer through a marital relations.h.i.+p that wouldn't work and a relations.h.i.+p with his mother that wasn't going to improve, and maybe it would improve his moral character to do that.

But it wasn't his job. It wasn't what other, equally important individuals relied on him doing for reasons a lot more important to the world than his personal problems. And he rather thought, as much trouble as it might make for the family, he should tip Toby off to the need-you need-you business and the fact he was ent.i.tled to put his foot down and define his relations.h.i.+p with mama otherwise - early - before it ate Toby alive. business and the fact he was ent.i.tled to put his foot down and define his relations.h.i.+p with mama otherwise - early - before it ate Toby alive.

”Bren-ji?” Jago asked as he took his place in the elevator car.

”Tired,” he said. ”Tired, Jago-ji.” He managed a cheerful face. ”Time for a week on leave.”