An embarra.s.sed pause followed. Narby broke it.
"Well," he said, "you must have had some reason to send word for me to come up here. Or was it just to play games?"
"I did," Ertz agreed. "I -- Shucks, I hardly know where to start. See here, Narby, you won"t believe this, but I"ve seen. Everything Hugh told us was true. I"ve been in the Control Room. I"ve seen the stars. I know?"
Narby stared at him. "Ertz," he said slowly, "you"ve gone out of your mind."
Hugh Hoyland spoke up excitedly. "That"s because you haven"t seen. It moves, look you. The Ship moves like a--"
"Fit handle this," Ertz cut in. "listen to me, Narby. What it all means you will soon decide for yourself, but I can tell you what I saw. They took me up to no-weight and into the Captain"s veranda. That"s a compartment with a gla.s.s wall. You can stare right out through into a great black empty s.p.a.ce: big, bigger than anything could be. Bigger than the Ship. And there were lights out there, stars, just like the ancient myths said."
Narby looked both amazed and disgusted. "Where"s your logic, man? I thought you were a scientist. What do you mean, "bigger than the Ship"? That"s an absurdity, a contradiction in terms. By definition, the Ship is the Ship. All else is a part of it."
Ertz shrugged helplessly. "I know it sounds that way. I can"t explain it; it defies all logic. It"s -- Oh, Huff! You"ll know what I mean when you see it."
"Control yourself," Narby advised him. "Don"t talk nonsense. A thing is logical or it isn"t. For a thing to be it must occupy s.p.a.ce. You"ve seen, or thought you saw, something remarkable, but whatever it was, it can be no larger than the compartment it was in. You can"t show me anything that contradicts an obvious fact of nature."
"I told you I couldn"t explain it."
"Of course you can"t."
The twins had been whispering disgustedly, one head to the other. "Stop the chatter," Joe said in louder tones. "We"re ready to go. Come on."
"Sure," Ertz agreed eagerly, "let"s drop it, Narby, until you have seen it. Come on now; it"s a long climb."
"What?" Narby demanded. "Say, what is this? Go where?"
"Up to the Captain"s veranda, and the Control Room."
"Me? Don"t be ridiculous. I"m going down at once."
"No, Narby," Ertz denied. "That"s why I sent for you. You"ve got to see."
"Don"t be silly. I don"t need to see; common sense gives sufficient answer. However," he went on, "I do want to congratulate you on making a friendly contact with the muties. We should be able to work out some means of cooperation. I think--"
Joe-Jim took one step forward. "You"re wasting time," he said evenly. "We"re going up; you, too. I really do insist."
Narby shook his head. "It"s out of the question. Some other time, perhaps, after we have worked out a method of cooperation."
Hugh stepped in closer to him from the other side. "You don"t seem to understand. You"re going now."
Narby glanced the other way at Ertz. Ertz nodded. "That"s how it is, Narby."
Narby cursed himself silently. Great Jordan! What in the Ship was he thinking of to let himself get into such a position? He had a distinct feeling that the two-headed man would rather that he showed fight. Impossible, preposterous situation. He cursed again to himself, but gave way as gracefully as he could. "Oh, well! Rather than cause an argument I"ll go now. Let"s get on with it. Which way?"
"Just stick with me," advised Ertz. Joe-Jim whistled loudly in a set pattern. Muties seemed to grow out of the floor plates, the bulkheads, the overhead, until six or eight more had been added to the party. Narby was suddenly sick with the full realization of just how far he had strayed from the way of caution. The party moved up.
It took them a long time to get up to no-weight, as Narby was not used to climbing. The steady reduction in weight as they rose from deck to deck relieved him somewhat but the help afforded was more than offset by the stomach qualms he felt as weight dropped away from him. He did not have a true attack of s.p.a.ce-sickness; like all born in the Ship, muties and Crew, he was more or less acclimated to lessened weight, but he had done practically no climbing since reckless adolescence. By the time they reached the innermost deck of the Ship he was acutely uncomfortable and hardly able to proceed.
Joe-Jim sent the added members of the party back below and told Bobo to carry Narby. Narby waved him away. "I can make it," he protested, and by sheer stubborn will forced his body to behave. Joe-Jim looked him over and countermanded the order. By the time a long series of gliding dives had carried them as far forward as the transverse bulkhead beyond which lay the Control Room, he was reasonably comfortable again.
They did not stop first at the Control Room, but, in accordance with a plan of Hugh"s, continued on to. the Captain"s veranda. Narby was braced for what he saw there, not only by Ertz"s confused explanation, but because Hugh had chattered buoyantly to him about it all the latter part of the trip. Hugh was feeling warmly friendly to Narby by the time they arrived; it was wonderful to have somebody to listen!
Hugh floated in through the door ahead of the others, executed a neat turn in mid-air, and steadied himself with one hand on the back of the Captain"s easy chair. With the other he waved at the great view port and the starry firmament beyond it. "There it is!" he exulted. "There it is. Look at it, isn"t it wonderful?"
Narby"s face, showed no expression, but he looked long and intently at the brilliant display. "Remarkable," he conceded at last, "remarkable. I"ve never seen anything like it."
"Remarkable ain"t half," protested Hugh. "Wonderful is the word."
"O.K., "wonderful,"" Narby a.s.sented. "Those bright little lights ... you say those are the stars that the ancients talked about?"
"Why, yes," agreed Hugh, feeling slightly disconcerted without knowing why, "only they"re not little. They"re big, enormous things, like the Ship. They just look little because they are so far away. See that very bright one, that big one, down to the left? It looks big because it"s closer. I think that is Far Centaurus, but I"m not sure," he admitted in a burst of frankness.
Narby glanced quickly at him, then back to the big star. "How far away is it?"
"I don"t know. But we"ll find out. There are instruments to measure such things in the Control Room, but I haven"t got the hang of them entirely. It doesn"t matter, though. We"ll get there yet!"
"Huh?"
"Sure. Finish the Trip."
Narby looked blank, but said nothing. His was a careful and orderly mind, logical to a high degree. He was a capable executive and could make rapid decisions when necessary, but he was by nature inclined to reserve his opinions when possible, until he had had time to chew over the data and a.s.sess it.
He was even more taciturn, in the Control Room. He listened and looked, but asked very few questions. Hugh did not care. This was his toy, his gadget, his baby. To show it off to someone who had never seen it and who would listen was all he asked.
At Ertz"s suggestion the party stopped at Joe-Jim"s apartment on the way back down. Narby must be committed to the same course of action as the blood brotherhood and plans must be made to carry out such action, if the stratagem which brought Narby to them was to be fruitful. Narby agreed to stop unreluctantly, having become convinced of the reality of the truce under which he made this unprecedented sortie into mutie country. He listened quietly while Ertz outlined what they had in mind. He was still quiet when Ertz had finished.
"Well?" said Ertz at last, when the silence had dragged on long enough to get on his nerves.
"You expect some comment from me?"
"Yes, of course. You figure into it." Narby knew that he did and knew that an answer was expected from him; he was stalling for time.
"Well..." Narby pursed his lips and fitted his fingertips together. "It seems to me that this problem divides itself into two parts. Hugh Hoyland, as I understand it, your purpose of carrying out the ancient Plan of Jordan cannot be realized until the Ship as a whole is pacified and brought under one rule; you need order and discipline for your purpose from Crew country clear to the Control Room. Is that right?"
"Certainly. We have to man the Main Drive and that means--"
"Please. Frankly, I am not qualified to understand things that I have seen so recently and have had no opportunity to study. As to your chances of success in that project, I would prefer to rely on the opinion of the Chief Engineer. Your problem is the second phase; it appears that you are necessarily interested in the first phase."
"Of course."
"Then let"s talk about the first phase only. It involves matters of public policy and administration. I feel more at home there; perhaps my advice will be useful. Joe-Jim, I understand that you ate looking for an opportunity to effect a peace between the muties and the members of the Crew; peace and good eating? Right?"
"That"s correct," Jim agreed.
"Good. It has been my purpose for a long time and that of many of the Ship"s officers. Frankly it never occurred to me that it could be achieved other than by sheer force. We had steeled ourselves to the prospect of a long and difficult and b.l.o.o.d.y war. The records of the oldest Witness, handed down to him by his predecessors clear back to the time of the mythical Mutiny, make no mention of anything but war between muties and the Crew. But this is a better way; I am delighted."
"Then you"re with us!" exclaimed Ertz.