Part 24 (1/2)
Just before false dawn, after three weeks' absence, Laria and Kincaid returned to Clarf, but without their 'Dinis.
”They're much better, much better,” Laria said, dropping to her knees to embrace the other Tower 'Dinis clamoring for news of their friends. ”We've missed you all. We're so glad to be back.”
”Not any gladder than Van will be,” Lionasha said, winking at Laria. *'** tell you later.
”Are we expected to go right back to Iota, Lar?” Morag asked, her expression anxious. ”I've met this real neat guy . . .” Over Morag's head, Laria caught Lionasha's approving nod. ”Vince Studebaker, and there's a fancy dress ball next Sixth Day . . .”
”You'll be stuck here awhile longer, girls,” Laria said. ”I might even have to send one of you to help Yoshuk and Nesrun at Sef Tower with all that has to go to that latest planet that's been released. Jeff routed quite a bit of heavy stuff through Iota rather than overload you.”
”Overload us! Why, the nerve ot Grandfather,” Morag said, outraged.
n 5 Laria laughed, hugging her sister. ”You tell him. I won't. Now, fill us in, will you, girls, Lio, and where's Vanteer?”
”He'll be along at real dawn, Laria. He's been more help than you could possibly imagine.” Lionasha's straight face was belied by the gleam in her eyes.
”Kept all the no-no's from dancing with us, even Perutz!”
Laria's expression froze and she stared at Lionasha. ”If that man got . . .”
”Not with Van acting chaperone, he didn't,” Lionasha said, grinning.
Laria's eyebrows went up in surprise. ”Turned over a new leaf, has our Van?”
”Not likely.” Lio gave a snort and then smiled. ”But he was d.a.m.ned sure he wasn't going to be blamed for any incidents. As far as the Human society of Clarf is concerned, your sisters were here to learn the lower grades of Tower management.”
”Well done, kids,” Laria said, hugging her sisters once more.
”Hey, you two look a lot better,” Lionasha said. ”Like you got enough sleep or had a vacation.”
”We had both, actually,” Laria said. ”Mother and Dad wouldn't let us near the Tower . . .”
”Not with Beliakin there, I'll bet,” Lionasha said in an acid tone.
Laria grinned. ”We never saw him once. He had to report to Blun-dell about that wretched Clarissia. He cleared himself of any suspicion.” She paused, with a little smile on her face. ”I wouldn't be surprised at all if Mom and Dad didn't sort of. . . well . . . adjust his general att.i.tude.”
”That couldn't hurt,” Lionasha said, glancing over at Kincaid, who grinned back.
”Somehow I don't think he'll stay long, now he's had such good experience at Iota.” Laria smothered a grin. ”But you know how valuable strong T-2's are right now. Grandfather's sure to put him in some crucial position. Not that their replacement will be anywhere near the kinetic Beliakin seems to be. Mother said Gollee's description of him is 'very young and so eager to learn he's almost pathetic.' Kobold von He I something or other. Well, if Mom can trim down Beliakin's amazing ego, maybe she can build this little fellow's up.”
”Kobold von Gruy? So he developed, did he? He comes from my city,” Kincaid said with an odd smile, ”so he'd have to overcome the odd ideas about Talent prevalent where we come from.”
Laria gave Kincaid a quick look and laid her hand briefly on his arm. Lionasha had trouble repressing the questions those brief, and intimate, gestures provoked. She turned away to go get breakfast started.
”He'll do fine with Mother and Dad to sort of ease him into Tower work,” Laria said.
”Didja hunt much?” Kaltia asked, so eagerly that it was obvious she missed that task.
”Indeed we did. In fact, I think that between us Kincaid and I finally hunted out that valley of mine.”
”Can't be done,” Kaltia argued.
”Kincaid here”-once again Laria touched the T-2's arm-”gets full honors for bagging the most every time we went out, wherever we went. Ewain was disgusted.”
”He would be,” Kaltia said with a snort. ”But when do you get your 'Dinis back?”
I'll tell you what 1 can later, Laria said.
”Zara's still at Iota?” Morag asked, though she already knew the answer.
Laria nodded. ”And likely to be for some time. She's done great work and pulled our 'Dinis round.” Then her face lost all expression. ”Did we lose many we know?”
Returning with a tray of hot drinks, Lionasha nodded sadly. ”I knew twenty, and Van knew another half-dozen. Some eighty of Hufs main house died and thirty of Tip's.”
”Morag and Kaltia made appropriate visits to the color houses, since their own 'Dinis wished to express condolence.”
”We will too, of course,” Laria said. ”It was all so needless.” Abruptly, she took a sip of the hot drink and then stepped over to Lionasha's work- station. ”Have we much for the morning? You two”-she pointed at her sisters-”have the day off.”
”That's fine by us,” Morag said, ”because there were some real neat fas.h.i.+ons s.h.i.+pped in from Earth that should be on display and I need something new to wear. We didn't bring half enough good things with us. You coming too, Kaltia?”
Laria looked queringly at Lionasha and was rea.s.sured by Lio's dismissive wave.
”That pair know Clarf from hither to thither, Laria. Don't worry about them,” Lionasha said, ”Now, I don't want you to lose all the good the holiday did you, so if the girls'll stay long enough to help 'port in the heavy machinery, it'd ease you back into the routine.”
”Shops don't open until late morning,” Morag said.
”Sure, don't want to lose my touch,” was Kaltia's reaction.
”That's most unlikely,” Laria said, 'pathing her pride in her sisters.
Lyon's Pride, Kincaid added, mischief twinkling in his eyes.
1.
An excited Sam Weiman and Grm begged a moment of Thian's time as the Was.h.i.+ngton and the fleet she led made their way toward the next suspect system.
”I know this may sound ab solutely ridiculous,” Sam began, with Grm bouncing up and down on its flippers beside him. ”But I've been thinking about phero-mones, our odors”- he tapped his chest- ”and theirs.” He pointed astern, meaning Arcadia or system Cj-70, which was now a good week behind them. ”I think smell has a lot more to do with Hivers than we may have adequately investigated. When we had Operation Shanghai under way, I automatically took samples of the air as we went from place to place - sort of a heads.p.a.ce a.n.a.lysis, the sort we'd do with alien insects - in each collection point. I believe that the Hivers have been cla.s.sified as basically insectoids. I also had Commander Kloo add gas chromatography to the remotes to keep track of any pheromone alterations. At any rate, Grm here and I have discovered that these pheromones are distinct, identifiable chemical compounds, especially when the queen made replacements for the attendants we took from her quarters,”
”Really?” Thian raised his eyebrows in surprise. ”More than interesting,” he went on, ”since Earth Prime forwarded me in his latest report of the general situation at Blundell news that my sister Zara is working on the Mrdini hibernatory problem.” He turned to Grm and spoke in Mrdini with a quick but respectful bow. YOU MAY NOT HAVE HEARD THAT THE MRDINI FRIENDS OF CLARF'S PRIME AND T-2 DANO WERE PART OF THE TRAGEDY AT CLARF'S MAIN HIBERNATORY. MRDINI HAD GRACIOUSLY REQUESTED ZARA AS PRIME MEDICAL HUMAN TO HELP REVIVE AND HEAL THE VICTIMS.
Grm, however, bowed, its poll eye covered slightly by its lids in deference to the sad incident. DID HEAR. AS XENBEE, THIS ONE KNOWS THAT SPECIAL PHEROMONES ARE USED IN HIBERNATORIES. BUT NOT WHICH ONES. Grm nodded but indicated for Thian to continue. DEEPEST, MOST SACRED INFORMATION KNOWN ONLY TO KEEPERS WHO ARE TRAINED TO MANAGE HIBERNATORIES. It gave a little shudder.
”I wonder what sort of smells we exuded on our first visit to that queen's quarters. She sure aired the place out in a hurry.”
”The point is,” Sam went on, giving Grm another apologetic bow, ”that if we knew what pheromones the queen produces under which circ.u.mstances, we might find a way of ... of sort of replacing certain pheromones and thus producing a more pacific att.i.tude. Reducing their size and aggressiveness: making them more like the Arcadians. Has anyone done a 'heads.p.a.ce a.n.a.lysis' of the Heinlein queen?”
”I can certainly find out,” Thian said at his most cooperative. ”Wouldn't it be ironic if pheromones were the key to the Hiver problem as well as the Mrdinis'? We've been too busy, he thought to himself, having to eliminate the Hivers to discover how to contain them. But that differ- Ml ence in size between Arcadia's workers and those at Xh-33 and by the Heinlein queens must be significant.