Driving Force

Chapter 33

Iwaited.MyJaguarandLizzie"shelicoptersatuselesslyonthetarmac.Lovelyfasttransportatastandstill.

Quippcamebackquitesoon.

Lizziesaysifyousaythisisurgent,it"surgent."

"It"surgent,"Isaid.

"Right.Inthatcase,flyuphereontheshuttle.We"llmeetyouatEdinburghAirport.Say...oneo"clock?Soonafter?""Er..."Ibegan.



Orcourseyoucan"tbringthehorsewithyou,"Quippsaid,"justbringsometicks."

"ButIcan"tactuallyseethem."

"Quitenormal.They"reverysmall.Usesoap."

Surreal.

"Wetabarofsoapuntilit"ssticky,"hesaid."Rubitoverthehorse.Ifyoufindanyroundbrownspecksonthesoap,you"vegotticks."

"Butwon"ttheydie?"

"Myfriendsaysperhapsnot,ifyoudon"twastetimeonthewayhere,andanyway,itmightnotmatter.Oh,yes,bringabloodsamplefromthehorse."

IopenedmymouthtosayitwouldtakeanhourormoretogetthevetbutLizzie"svoiceinmyearforestalledme.

"There"sahypodermicneedleandasyringeinmybathroomcupboard,"hesaid."LeftoverfrommywaspallergydayswhenIlivedathome.Isawittheotherday.Usethat."

"ButLizzie..."

"Getonanddoit,"shecommanded,andQuipp"svoicesaid"Seeyouonthelunchtimeshuttle.Phoneifyou"regoingtobelater."

"Yes,"Isaiddazed,andheardthedisconnectingclickattheotherend.Afarfromabsent-mindeddon,Ireflected.Agoodmatchformysister.

WhatPetermanhimselfwouldthinkaboutmystickingneedlesintohimIdreadedtothink.IwentupstairstothelittlepinkandgoldbathroomoffLizzie"sbedroomandfoundthesyringe,a.s.she"dsaid,inthemirror-frontedcabinetthere.Thesyringe,disposable,instructions"forsingleuseonly",wasinsideanopaquewhiteplasticenvelopeandlookedmuchtoosmallforanythingequine.Still,Lizziehadsaidtouseit,soItookitdownstairsalongwithhercakeofsoap,moistenedtostickiness,andapproachedtheoldfellowinthegarden.

Hisapathyseemedcomplete.ImerelyheldhisforelockwhileItracedthevisibleveinrunningalonghislowerjaw,stickingthefineneedleintoitgently.Hisheadremainedstill,asifhe"dfeltnothing.IfoundIneededtwohands,inmyinexperience,topullbacktheplungerinordertodrawbloodintothesyringe,andeventhenheremainedunmoving,asifhalfasleep.Thelittlesyringefilledeasilywiththeredstuff.Ipulledtheneedleoutagain,laidthesyringeaside,pickedupthebarofsoapandwipeditaroundPeterman"sheadanddownhisneck.Despitemydoubtsanddisbelieftherewere,afterthreeorfourpa.s.ses,afewdiscernibledarkbrownpinheaddotsonthesoftwhitesurface.

PetermanwentonpayingnoattentionasIpackedmytrophiesintoanestofscrumpledtissuesinsideaplasticfoodcontainerfromthekitchenandfirmlyclosedthelid.AutomaticallyIraisedahandtopattheoldfellow,tosaythanks,andinmid-gesturestoppeddead.Whatif,Ithought,inpattinghim,Itransferredhistickstomyself?WhatifI"dalreadydoneit?Woulditmatter?Ihadn"teventhoughtofwearingprotectivegloves.

Shrugging,Ileftmyoldfriendunpatted,washedmyhandsinthekitchen,andwithinfiveminutesIwa.s.spinningalongtheroadinthedirectionofHeathrowAirport.

IphonedIsobelontheway.

"You"regoingwhere?shesaid.

"Edinburgh.BeadearandkeepallthephonelinesswitchedtoyouuntilIgetback.Bonus,ofcourse."

"OK.Howlongw.i.l.l.youbegone?"

"Adayortwo.I"llkeepphoningyou,tostayintouch."

ByluckIhadaclearruntotheairport,parkedintheshort-staycarparkandcaughtthelastseatonthenoonshuttleatnothingfasterthanaflat-outsprint.Myonlyluggagewasthekitchenfoodcontainerandtheenvelopeofmoneyfromthesafe.MyclotheswerethejeansandsweatshirtI"dworntowork.Everyoneelseontheaircraftseemedtobesportinghugescarlet-and-whitescarvesandloudlysingingbawdysongs."SwingLow,SweetChariot",withtheobscenestofgestures.Lifegrewsteadilyweirder.Iheldthecontaineronmylapandsleptawaythehourintheair.

Lizziewaswaitingattheotherendbesideamanwholookedmorelikeaskiinstructorthanaprofessoroforganicchemistry,theimpactofhisdarkbeardlessgoodlooksheightenedbyarainbowjacketstraightofftheslopes.

Quipp,"heintroducedhimself,extendingahand."Isupposeyou"reFreddie."

AsI"djustkissedLizzie,thisseemedareasonablea.s.sumption.

Itoldhimyou"dgethere,"shesaid."Heworkedoutthatyoucouldn"tdoitinthetime.Itoldhimyourjockeyinstinctsmadeyoufasteracrosscountrythanahurricane."

Hurricanesareslowacrosscountry,"Isaid,"actually."

Quipplaughed."Sotheyare.Forwardspeed,notmuchmorethantwenty-fivemilesanhour.Right?"

"Right,"Isaid.

"Comeon,then."Heeyedthekitchencontainer."You"vebroughtthegoods?We"regoingstraighttothelab.Notimetowaste."

QuippdroveaRenaultwithavervetomatchhisjacket.Wepulledupatwhatlookedlikeatradesmen"sbackentranceofaprivatehospitalandenteredalightfeaturelesscorridorthatledroundacornertoapairofswingdoorswith"McPhersonFoundation"paintedinblacklettersonnon-see-throughgla.s.s.

Quipppushedfamiliarlythroughthedoors,LizzieandIfollowing,andweenteredfirstavestibule,andthenaroomwindowedsolelybyskylights.

Frompegsinthevestibule,Quipp.i.s.suedtoeachofusawhitelaboverall-coatwhichb.u.t.tonedattheneckandneededtobetiedroundthewaistwithtapes.InsidethelabitselfwemetamansimilarlydressedwhoturnedfromamicroscopeonourarrivalandsaidtoQuipp,"Thishadbetterbegood,yousonofab.i.t.c.h.I"msupposedtobeattheInternationalrugbymatchatMurrayfield."

Quipp,unabashed,introducedhimtomeasGuggenheim,theresidentnutter.

Guggenheim,whoseemed,likeQuipp,toprefertobeidentifiedsolelybyhislastname,wasaudiblyAmericanandvisiblyaboutasyoungasthecomputerwizard.

"Disregardhisyouth,"Quippadvised."RememberthatIsaacNewtonwastwenty-fourwhenhediscoveredthebinomialtheoremin1666."

I"llremember,"Isaiddryly.

I"mtwenty-five,"Guggenheimsaid."Let"sseewhatyou"vebrought."

Hetooktheplasticcontainerfrommeandretreatedtooneoftheworkbenchesthatlinedtwoofthewalls.Withtimetolookaround,itseemedtomethatexceptforthemicroscopetherewasn"tasinglepieceofequipmenttherethatIcouldidentify.GuggenheimmovedinthismysteriousterritorywiththecertaintyofaRubikroundhiscube.

Hewa.s.slightinbuildwithlightbrowncrinklyhairandthewell-disciplinedeyesofhabitualconcentration.Hetransferredoneofthebrowndotsfromthesoaptoaslideandtookaquicklookat.i.tunderthemicroscope.

"Well,well,well,wehaveatick.Nowwhatdoyousupposehe"scarrying?"

"Er,"Isaid,but.i.tappearedthatGuggenheim"squestionwasrhetorical.

"Ifitcamefromahorse,"hesaidcheerfully,"perhapsweshouldbelookingforEhrlichiaristicii.Whatdoyouthink?DoesEhrlichiaristiciispringtomind?"

"Itdoesnot,"Isaid.

Guggenheimlookedupfromhismicroscopeingoodhumour."Isthehorseill?"heasked.

Thehorseisstandingstilllookingdepressed,ifthatdoesn"tsoundfanciful."

"Depressionisclinical,"hesaid."Anythingelse?Fever?"

"Ididn"ttakehistemperature."IthoughtbacktoPeterman"sbehaviourthatmorning."Hewouldn"teat,"Isaid.

Guggenheimlookedhappy."Depression,anorexiaandfever,"hesaid,"cla.s.sicsymptoms."HelookedatLizzie,Quippandmyself."Whydon"tyouthreegoawayforabit?Givemeanhour.Imightfindyousomeanswers.I"mnotpromising.We"vesomepowerfulmicroscopeshereandwe"redealingwithorganismsontheedgeofvisibility.Anyway...anhour."

Weretreatedasinstructed,leavingourlabcoatsinthevestibule.Quippdroveustohislodgings,whichweremasculineandbookishbutboreunmistakablesignsofLizzie"soccupation,thoughherexpressionforbademetocomment.Shemadecoffee.Quipptookhiscupwiththemurmuredthanksoffamiliarity.

"How"smylittleRobinson?"Lizzieaskedme."Stillinthesameplace?"

"Alow-loader"scomingonMondaytobringituphere."

"Tellthemtobecareful!"

"It"llreachyouincottonwool"

"They"llhavetodisa.s.sembletherotorlinkage..."

Wedrankthecoffee,strongandblack.

ItelephonedIsobel.Allgoingwell,shereported.

"WhatexactlyistheMcPhersonFoundation?"IaskedQuipp.

"Scottishphilanthropist,"Quippsaidsuccinctly."Alsoatinyuniversitygrant.Smallpublicfunding.Itha.s.state-of-the-artelectronmicroscopesandatpresenttworesidentgeniuses,oneofwhomyoumet.Itpushesouttnefrontiersofknowledge,andpeoplein.o.bscureplacesceasedyingofobscureillnesses."Hedranksomecoffee."Guggenheim"sspecialityistheidentificationofthevectorsofEhrlichiae."

"Idon"tspeakthatlanguage,"Isaid.

"Ah.Thenyouwon"tunderstandthatwhenIaskedhimaboutticksonhorseshewas,forhim,riveted.It"sremotelypossiblethatyou"vesolvedamysteryforhim.NothinglesswouldhavetornhimawayfromMurrayfield."

"Well...whatareerlic...whateveryousaid?"

"Ehrlichiae"?Theyare,"hesaidwithatouchofmischief,"pleomorphicorganismssymbioticinandtransmittedbyarthropodvectors.Ingeneral,thatis."

"Quipp!"Lizzieproteted.

Herelented."They"reparasiticorganismsspreadbyticks.Thebestknownmakedogsandcattleill.GuggenheimdidsomeworkonEhrlichiaeinhorsesbackinAmerica.He"llhavetotellyouabout.i.thimself.AllI"msureofisthathe"stalkingaboutanewdiseasethataroseonlyinthemid-nineteeneighties."

"Anewdisease?"Iexclaimed.

"Nature"salwaysevolving,"Quippsaid."Lifeneverstandsstill.Diseasescomeandgo.AIDSisnew.Somethingevenmoredestructivemaybejustroundthecorner."

"Howfearful,"Lizzieprotested,frowning.

"DearLiz,youknowit"spossible."Helookedatme."Guggenheimhasatheorythatthedinosaursdiednotofcataclysmicweatherupheavalsbutoftick-bornerickettsial-likepathogens-andthose,beforeyouask,areparasiticmicroorganismsthatcausefeversliketyphus.Guggenheimthinkstheticksandtheirparasitesdiedwiththeirhosts,leavingnotrace."

Ipondered."Couldyoutransporttheseer-pathogens-inviraltransportmedium?Thestuffinthosesmallgla.s.stubes?"

Helookedmomentarilystartledbutdecisivelyshookhishead."No.Notpossible.Ehrlichiaearen"tviruses.AsfarasIknow,theywon"tliveatallinanysortofmediumoronaculturedish,whichmakestheresearchdifficult.No.Whateverwasinyourvirustransportmedium,itdefinitelydidnotcomefromticks."

"Thatdoesn"t,"Isaidruefully,"makeanythinganyclearer."

"Lizzieisanastrophysicist,"hesaid,"listeningtothecosmicripplefromthebeginningoftheuniverse,andGuggenheimlooksinwardintoparasiticelementarybodiesdetectableonlybymagnifyingthemamilliontimesinabeamofelectronsinsteadoflight.Outerdeepsandinnerdeeps,withourpunyintellectshereandnowtryingtoseeandunderstandincrediblemysteries."Hesmiledself-deprecatingly."Thehumblingtruthisthatwithallourdiscoveries,we"reonlyonthefringeofknowledge."

"Butfromthepracticalpointofview,"Isaid,"allweneedtoknowisthata.r.s.eniccancuresyphilis."

"You"renoscientist!"heaccusedme."YouneedGuggenheimlookalikestofindoutthata.r.s.eniccancuresyphilis."

Theultimatesquelch,Iacknowledged.Lizziepattedmyshoulderkindly.

"Isupposeyoudidn"tknow,"Quippsaid,"that.i.twasEhrlichhimself,afterwhomEhrlichiaearenamed,whofirstshowedsynthetica.r.s.enictobeactiveagainstsyphilis?"

"No,"Isaid,astonished."I"veneverheardofEhrlich."

"Germanscientist.n.o.belprizewinner.Afounderofimmunology,pioneerofchemotherapy.Died,1915.You"llneverforgethim."

In1915,Ithought,Pommernwonthewar-timeDerby.Thequirksoflifewereendless.

AfteranhourQuippdroveusbacktotheMcPhersonFoundationtofindGuggenheimpaleandtrembling,apparentlyfromexcitement.

"Wheredidthesetickscomefrom?"hedemanded,a.s.soonasweappearedinourwhitegear."DidtheycomefromAmerica?"

"IthinktheycamefromFrance."

"When?"

"LastMonday.Onarabbit."

Hepeeredatme,a.s.sessingthings."Yes.Yes.Theycouldhavetravelledonarabbit.Theywouldn"tlivelongonsoap.b.u.t.transferthemfromahorsetoarabbitbysoap...there"snoreasonwhytheycouldn"tliveonarabbit...Therabbitwouldn"tbereceptivetothehorseEhrlichiae...therabbitcouldcarrythelivetickswithimpunity."

Andthenonecouldtransferthetickstoadifferenthorse?"Iasked.

"It"spossible.Yes,yes,Ican"tseewhynot."

Ican"tseewhy,"Lizziesaid.Whywouldanyonedothat?"

Research,"Guggenheimsaidwithcertainty.

Lizzielookedatmedoubtfullybutdidn"tpursueit.

"See,"hesaidtome,"equineehrlichiosisisknowninAmerica.I"veseenitinMaryland,andPennsylvania,thoughit"saverynewdisease.Nottenyearsoldyet.Rare.Whenit"scausedbyEhrlichiaristiciiit"sbeencalledPotomachorsefever.That"sbecauseit"sbeenfoundmostlynearbigriverslikethePotomac.HowdidtheseticksgettoFrance?"

"FranceimportsracehorsesbredinAmerica.SodoesBritain,cometothat."

"Thenwhytherabbits?"

"Suppose,"Isaid,"thatyouknowwheretofindtheticksinFrancebutnotinEngland."

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