He grinned. "I"m afraid it might get a bit lengthy. And a few are so close that only a Liaden would make a distinction." He set the gla.s.s aside and began to count on his fingers. "Head of Line yos"Galan. Heir Apparent to Korval. Guardian to the Heir Lineal-that"s a joke. Brother to Val Con, Nova, Anthora.
Cousin to Val Con. Guardian to Anthora. Father to Padi. Master pilot..." He sighed. "This is too tedious, Priscilla. You could call me Shan if you get confused, and I"ll sort it out for you."
"Why don"t I just call you Captain?"
"I knew you were going to say that," he complained.
Surprisingly, she grinned and pointed at the hatchet. "What"s the idea?"
"My father used to say-so I was informed earlier-that if your host wears a dagger, you should wear a dagger and a dirk. I think he might have meant it in some other context, but Rusty did me the favor of calling it to mind this morning when he told me of the presence of our visitors." He wrenched the hatchet free, sending two sundered chunks of wood skittering across the polished desk top."My brother, now, says there"s nothing will give one pause like the sight of a naked blade." He extended it, and Priscilla leaned back in her chair. "He"s right, I see. That"s comforting. I thought I would give our visitors a visible reminder of might." He grinned. "Liaden tricks, Priscilla. Forgive me."
She shrugged. "It worked, didn"t it? And they were using tricks, too. Bl.u.s.tering and acting as if all justice were on their side."
"High-handed, in fact."
"I"ll never live it down." She sighed. "Will it help if I say I"m sorry?"
"Are you sorry? You might ask me to forgive it, if you think I"m offended. But Liadens don"t in general say that they"re sorry. It"s an admission of guilt, you see. Asking forgiveness acknowledges the other person"s right to feel slighted, hurt, or offended without endangering your right to act as you find necessary."
She blinked at him. "Which is why Kayzin Ne"Zame was so infuriated with me when we met at the main computer! I kept saying I was sorry..." She sipped, working on the concept in silence.
Shan toyed with the weapon, turning it this way and that, taking note of its balance and the feel of it in his palm. Laying it aside, he took up his gla.s.s again and sipped, allowing himself the luxury of watching her face.
As if she felt his eyes on her, she glanced up, a slight smile on her lips. "Is there anything else, Captain?
I"m supposed to be having a piloting lesson."
"Teaching me how to run my ship?" He waved his gla.s.s toward the door. "Go back to work, then. And thank you for your a.s.sistance."
"You"re welcome, Captain," she said serenely. "It was no trouble at all."
ARSDRED.
PORT CITY.
MIDDAY BAZAAR.
Mr. dea"Gauss leaned back in the seat and allowed himself a moment of self-congratulation. Progress thus far was satisfactory. Not, he reminded himself, that he was in any way reconciled to being shipped harum-scarum off Liad and flung out into the galaxy with barely an hour"s notice. If his heir had not just recently entered into a contract marriage that tied her to the planet, Korval would have found itself represented by the younger, less-tried dea"Gauss; and so the elder had informed Korval"s First Speaker.
Lady Nova had acknowledged that statement with a slight tip of the head and continued outlining his task in her calm, clear voice. Mr. dea"Gauss experienced a reminiscent glow of warmth in the region of his mid-chest. She was a great deal like her father, and competent beyond her years.
She"ll do, Mr. dea"Gauss thought with satisfaction. They would all do eventually. It was simply a sad pity that so powerful a Clan as Korval should have been left untimely in the hands of persons too young for the duty. Even the eldest, Shan, now Thodelm yos"Galan, had not attained his full majority. And young Val Con, die Delm-to-be, was barely more than a halfling, no matter how gifted a scout he might be.The old gentleman lay his head against the cushion. It was his duty to insure that all continued as it should during this period of readjustment, just as Line dea"Gauss had kept Korval"s business for generations-to mutual profit.
They were intelligent children, after all, he reminded himself with a shade of avuncular pride, and quick to learn. He and his would be unworthy indeed of the post they had held so long if Korval were to lose ground before Val Con placed the Clan Ring upon his finger.
The taxi glided to a stop. Mr. dea"Gauss opened his eyes and glanced out the window. Satisfied, he gathered up portfolio and travel desk, slipped the proper Terran coin into the meter"s maw, and exited the cab as the door elevated. He blinked once at the din and the colors and the smells of the Offworld Bazaar, then turned his steps with calm dignity toward the shuttlecradles.
There was an armed guard before Cradle 712. Mr. dea"Gauss was untroubled; he had expected no less.
What did puzzle him was the presence of two additional individuals engaged in vociferation with the guard.
"I don"t care," the fat woman with the jeweled braids was saying loudly, "if you"ve got orders from the Four Thousand Heavenly Hosts! I am Amba.s.sador Grittle of Skansion! You"ve seen my identification.
You"ve verified my identification. I have urgent business...o...b..ard the Dutiful Pa.s.sage-"
"Off limits," the guard interrupted laconically. "Judge Bearmert"s orders."
The fat woman"s face turned a curious purple color that contrasted not unpleasingly with the silver lines drawn around her eyes. The second individual addressed the guard.
"I am Chon Lyle, sector agent for Trellen"s World. It is imperative that I be allowed onboard the Dutiful Pa.s.sage. Clan Korval is the licensed representative of Trellen"s World in matters of off-world trade. A charge of illicit dealing brought against its flagship must also be thought a charge brought against my world."
Mr. dea"Gauss"s brow cleared. Unmistakable here was the hand of Korval"s First Speaker. He stepped forward, affording the guard a tip of the head, as was proper for a person of consequence addressing a mere hireling.
She surveyed him with boredom. "Don"t tell me. You want to get up to the Dutiful Pa.s.sage."
"Precisely," he said, undeceived by the apparent readiness of her understanding. He proffered a piece of orange parchment folded thrice. "I have here a manifest from Judge Bearmert allowing me that privilege, and also whomever I deem necessary to the commission of my duties." He moved a hand, encompa.s.sing amba.s.sador and agent. "These persons are such. Pray verify the doc.u.ment. I am in haste."
The guard sighed, took the paper, and unfolded it with a flick of the wrist. Her eyes moved rapidly down the few lines, then returned to the top and moved downward more slowly. Eyes still on the page, she unhooked her belt-comm, thumbed it on, spoke into it briefly, then listened. She nodded.
"Okay, shorty," she said, handing the paper back to Mr. dea"Gauss, who folded it precisely and replaced it in his sleeve, "you"re legit." She craned her head around the entranceway. "Hey, Seth! Customers!"
Then she took up her official stance again, arms folded under her bosoms, legs wide.
A tall, rat-faced Terran appeared at the edge of the ramp and glanced at the three before bowing to the elderly Liaden. "Yessir?"
He was awarded a slight smile and an actual, if shallow, bow. Korval employed persons of worth. It wasas it should be.
"I am Mr. dea"Gauss, Korval"s man of business. Lord yos"Galan expects me."He indicated his companions. "These are Amba.s.sador Grittle of Skansion and Agent Chon Lyle of Trellen"s World. His Lordship will be most gratified to receive them."
Seth nodded and stepped aside. "Welcome aboard, sirs, ma"am. We"ll be lifting as soon as the tower clears us."
SHIPYEAR 65.
TRIPDAY 147.
THIRD SHIFT.
15.00 HOURS.
"That cargo is sealed!"
The taller of the two inspectors turned and sighed down at the cargo master before repeating for the ninth time that their duty was to inspect and- "Verify the holds, goods, equipment, and general cargo of the Dutiful Pa.s.sage, out of Solcintra, Liad, under the captaincy of Shan yos"Galan, Master Trader," Ken Rik singsonged, and threw up his hands in exasperation. "I know. I also know that this cargo is sealed. Do you understand what sealed means?
"Sealed means-one, that this cargo was delivered by the agency that leased the hold, made secure to their satisfaction and sealed with their lock.
"Two. It means that, having sealed the cargo at their end, the agency expects-has paid for the certainty-that the hold will still be sealed when the cargo reaches its destination.
Three. It means that, if you two-people-unseal that hold, the Dutiful Pa.s.sage will lose a shipping fee of approximately fifteen cantra-that"s five hundred twenty-five thousand bits to you!-and very likely ten times that amount in commissions she will not receive for shipment of sealed cargoes in the future."
The taller inspector sighed. "I am aware of the exchange rate, sir. I am also aware of my duty. Surely you understand that in cases of contraband, to rely upon the ship"s own records is sheer folly."
Ken Rik gasped. "How dare-" The Terran words were insufficient, he realized suddenly. Setting his jaw, he inarched forward, placed himself before the hold in question, crossed his arms, and rooted his boot heels to the floor. "This hold is sealed," he said with a calmness his captain would have instantly recognized as highly dangerous. "And it will remain sealed."
"Quite proper," a dry voice said from the left. "Unless, of course, one of these individuals is a certified representative of the company whose seal is upon the cargo."
"Mr. dea"Gauss!"
Korval"s man of business bowed. "Mr. yo"Lanna. I am pleased to see you well."
"And I"m pleased to see you, sir," Ken Rik said, throwing a grin of pure malice over his shoulder at the inspectors. "How may I serve you, Mr. dea"Gauss?"The other man considered. "I will need a place to work. I apprehend these persons are inspectors from, ah, Arsdred Court!
"Indeed, we are," the taller one a.s.serted, coining forward with hand held out. "I am Jenner Halothi; my a.s.sociate is Krys William. It is our duty to-" He cast a wary eye in the cargo master"s direction.
"-search this vessel for contraband and illegal goods."
"But not, I think," Mr. dea"Gauss said, ignoring the hand, "the holds sealed by companies independent of Korval or the Dutiful Pa.s.sage, unless a representative of that company is present." He surveyed the inspectors with the air of one sizing up the opposition. "The purpose of this, of course, is twofold. The representative will be present to oversee the unsealing and search of the cargo and will be able to make testimony that it is, in truth, the proper cargo. Also, should the cargo prove to be-or to contain-illegal items, you, sirs, will have your culprit. Is there a representative of-" He glanced at the device on the hatch. "-Pinglit Manufacturing Company on board, Mr. yo"Lanna?"
"No, sir, there is not," the cargo master replied happily. "There is, however, Amba.s.sador May of Wine-geld, Pinglit"s world of origin. Also Amba.s.sadors Sharpe, Suganaki, and Gomez, from trade-linked planets."
"Excellent, excellent." The old gentleman"s eyes were seen to glow with what Ken Rik knew to be the light of battle. "If these gentles will but follow-Mr. yo"Lanna, I regret. Is there a place I may work?"
"You may use my office, sir," Ken Rik offered with exquisite cordiality. "This way, please."
"With all due respect, Mr.-umm-dea"Gauss?-we have our duty."
"Of course you do," he agreed. "We each of us have our duties. At this present, however, yours must wait upon mine." He executed a stiff, barely civil bow. "Attend us, please, sirs."
Shan yos"Galan rounded the corner with lazy haste, a gla.s.s of wine in his right hand and a large green plant cradled in his left arm. Suddenly he stopped, plant fronds swaying over his head, and blinked with consummate stupidity.
"Have the inspectors gone, Ken Rik? Or is it time for your midshift tea? Please don"t think I begrudge you anything, but-"
Ken Rik grinned at him. "Mr. dea"Gauss is here."
"Is he? How delightful for us. Has he been shown his room? Oh, are you going visiting? Silly of me-of course you are. Very proper, since the two of you are such fast friends. A game or two of counterchance, a few gla.s.ses of wine, a bit of gossip. But the inspectors, Ken Rik?"
"Mr. dea"Gauss is with the inspectors. He came directly to the holds, looking for your Lordship, and has taken matters into his hand. I am sent for a ship-to and a colorcomp, that he may do his work the better."
"You left the inspectors alone with Mr. dea"Gauss?" Shan grinned widely. "Poor inspectors. Should I succor them, do you think, Ken Rik? It wouldn"t do if a charge of cruelty to those of limited understanding were lodged."
"Mr. dea"Gauss summoned four amba.s.sadors pertinent to the present situation to my office, where he is instructing the inspectors. I think they"ll be safe enough for this while." He sniffed. "Did you know that we"ve engaged the services of a local accounting firm to tally the losses to port and to ship while the Pa.s.sage is off limits?"Shan regarded him with awe. "Have we? That was clever of us, wasn"t it? How did we do it?"
"We put an advertis.e.m.e.nt," the older man explained, a bit unsteadily, "in the port business publication."
Shan gave a shout of laughter, the plant shivering alarmingly in his arms. "Oh, dear. Oh, no! In the port business paper? Ken Rik, we have a blot upon our immortal souls: We"ve brought an expert to an amateur"s game! Speaking of which, I believe I should be present, as referee. My Lordship wouldn"t miss such a show for-never mind." He held the plant out. "Do me the favor of taking this along to Amba.s.sador Kelmik"s quarters. She tells me that she cannot feel comfortable without a bit of greenery about."
Ken Rik sighed. "How are matters in the pet library?"
"Lina and Priscilla seem to be holding their own. Really, we have a most remarkable crew. When I left, the inspectors were b.l.o.o.d.y, but game. Neither of the ladies had yet been touched."
"Nor will they be," the cargo master predicted with delight. "Please tell Mr. dea"Gauss that I have not forgotten him, and that he will have his equipment very soon."
"I will, indeed," Shan promised, moving off with his long, loose stride. Ken Rik grinned and proceeded toward the guesting hall, plant fronds bouncing over his head with each step.
"Also," Mr. dea"Gauss was telling an attentive audience when Shan entered the cargo master"s sanctum, "it must be taken into account that persons employed by Clan Korval receive wages that are between ten and fifteen percent higher than wages received by persons employed in similar positions on other vessels. This, of course, means great in-port spending on the part of Korval"s crews. I expect to have the precise extrapolations in-your Lordship." He rose immediately and bowed low.
Shan stifled a sigh and inclined his head. "Mr. dea"Gauss. I am happy to see you. Forgive that I was not on hand to greet you personally when you came aboard."
"Your Lordship is gracious. It is understood that there are many demands upon your attention. Mr.
yo"Lanna has seen to my needs. I believe it is not overoptimistic to state that matters progress well and an end to this misunderstanding will be speedily attained."
"I am sure we all hope for that," his Lordship responded gravely. "Please continue. It"s always an inspiration to watch you at your work."
Mr. dea"Gauss acknowledged this with a tip of the head and reseated himself. Shan drifted to the left, exchanged polite smiles with the four amba.s.sadors, and took up a position where he could watch the faces of the inspectors and Mr. dea"Gauss"s workscreen.
"We should shortly," Korval"s man of business resumed, "have a response from Pinglit Manufacturing Company. If they agree to the proposal offered-that is, your Lordship, to allow the presence of these four persons, Amba.s.sadors May, Sharpe, Gomez, and Suganaki, to equal the presence of one of their agents-then we will proceed with the unsealing and inspection of Hold Forty-three. In the meantime, sirs..." He turned to the befuddled inspectors. "I shall require from you a list of areas inspected and a certification for each."
"Certification, sir?" queried the shorter one-Inspector William, Shan recalled-with trepidation. "What sort of certification?"Mr. dea"Gauss regarded him from under drawn brows. "Why, certification that you found nothing illegal within the stated area, of course. I do not ask if that was indeed the case. It could not have been otherwise."
Inspector William exchanged a glance with his partner.
"Was it otherwise?" Mr. dea"Gauss demanded.
The shorter inspector swallowed. "No, sir, of course-that is to say, we found no illegal substances in the holds thus far inspected. However, sir, it is our instruction to search the vessel entire and issue certification at the end."
"Insufficient" Mr. dea"Gauss judged, turning back to the screen. "Also, I find it incredible that two teams of inspectors are a.s.signed to this task. A vessel the size of the Dutiful Pa.s.sage-it is laughable. And while you pursue your efforts, Korval loses on the order of-" He touched a key with the reverence another man might reserve for stroking the cheek of his beloved. "Seven cantra per trade-night. Arsdred Port loses four point eight cantra per trade-night. This does not include the loss to those merchants who have offered guaranteed delivery for the goods we carry, based on our reliability. We must have at least two more teams of inspectors."
"I," Amba.s.sador Suganaki said quietly, "would consider it an honor to be allowed to supervise one of those teams. It is absurd that the crew bear all the burden when there are so many of my colleagues here, pledged to aid. I am sure the crew has its scheduled round of duties, which must go on, regardless."
Shan bowed. "I thank you, ma"am. That"s exactly the sort of a.s.sistance we do require. If I"d had any indication that the Pa.s.sage was to have been boarded in this way, I would have signed on extra crew at the beginning of the trip."
"It is, of course, an unlocked for and unprecedented event, Captain," Suganaki agreed gravely, though there was a twinkle in her eye. "Perhaps an announcement at the reception this evening will alert my colleagues to the need." She turned to Korval"s man of business. "It is possible, I think, sir, that even four more teams may not be excessive. The Dutiful Pa.s.sage is a large ship."
"A worthy suggestion, Amba.s.sador. My thanks to you. I shall inquire of Judge Bearmert how best to obtain additional inspectors. Now-" The in-ship buzzed, and Mr. dea"Gauss tapped the speak key.
"Yes?"
"Tower here, Mr. dea"Gauss," Rusty"s voice said formally. "Pinglit Manufacturing Company agrees to your suggestion. Hard-copy verification arrives via courier ship soonest. If there is anything else they may do, they beg you not to hesitate."
"Excellent, tower. My thanks to you." He cut the connection and gazed around in satisfaction. "Let us repair to Hold Forty-three."
Much later, after the inspectors had departed for the night, Shan walked with Mr. dea"Gauss toward the guesting hall.
"I have a message from the First Speaker, your Lordship," the old gentleman murmured in the High Tongue. "She bade me inform you that the Clan bears all expense in this situation, since the blow seems aimed at Korval entire, not only at the Pa.s.sage-or yourself."
Shan nodded absently. "The First Speaker, my sister, is generous."
His response was most proper. Mr. dea"Gauss cleared his throat as a prelude to speaking further. It wasnot often that one found his Lordship so biddable. He did not at the moment recall that every period of docility he had previously observed in Shan"s career had been immediately followed by some mad start.