"No," he said, thinking of Y"Nor"s fury if Y"Nor should learn he had had a friendly lunch with a native girl. "About your church--what kind of a church is it, anyway?"
"What its name implies. Heaven isn"t for sale at the pulpit--everybody has to qualify for it by his own actions. We have to practice our belief--just looking pious and saying that we believe doesn"t count."
He revised his opinion of the Saints, then asked, "But were you practicing your Golden Rule when you came to this town with a gun to shoot Vogarians?"
"For Vogarians we have a special Golden Rule that reads: Do unto Vogarians as they have come to do unto you. And you came here to enslave or kill us--remember?"
It could not be denied. When he did not answer she smiled at him; a smile surprisingly gentle and understanding.
"You honestly would like to be our friend, wouldn"t you? The State psychiatrists didn"t do a good job of brainwashing you, after all."
It was the first time since he was sixteen that anyone had spoken to him with genuine kindness. It gave him a strange feeling, a lonely sense of something rising up out of the past to mock him, and he changed the subject: "Are the Azure Mountains the edge of your frontier?"
She nodded. "Beyond is the Emerald Plain, a great, wide plain, and beyond it are mountain ranges that have never been named or explored. I"m going into them some day and--"
Time pa.s.sed with astonishing speed as he talked with the girl and it was late in the afternoon when he continued on to Brenn"s cottage. He put the thoughts of her from his mind and told Brenn of the too-warm a.s.sociation between the girls and the Vogarians.
"But it is only friendship," Brenn said soothingly. "You can a.s.sure your commander that nothing immoral is being done."
"If he knew what was going on, it would be my neck. It has to be stopped. Write an edict--do anything that will stop it at once."
Brenn stroked his white beard thoughtfully. "I"m sorry this unforeseen situation has occurred, sir. Will you have strict orders to the same effect given your men?"
"There"s a severe penalty for unauthorized fraternization. I"ll see that they"re well reminded of it."
"I"ll write another edict, at once, forbidding the girls to speak to your men, sir."
Y"Nor was pacing the floor when Kane went to the ship, his face black and ugly with anger.
"Have you been blind?" he demanded.
Kane tried to swallow a sinking feeling, wondering just how much Y"Nor had seen, and said, "Sir?"
"My guards--my so-called guards--how long have they been strolling back from the plant in company with the native women?"
"Oh," he said, feeling a great relief that Y"Nor had not seen the true situation, "it"s only that some of the out-going shifts coincide, sir, and--"
"You know, don"t you, that military men march to and from duty in military formation?"
"Yes, sir."
"You are aware of the importance of discipline?"
"Yes, sir."
"You are further aware of the fact that you, Dalon, and Graver, will be guilty of treason if this lack of discipline imperils my plans in any way?"
"Yes, sir."
"You have heard of the punishment for treason?"
"Yes, sir."
He went below when the unpleasant business with Y"Nor was finally over. It was the beginning of the eight-hour sleep period for Dalon and Graver but they were still up, sitting on their bunks and staring dreamily into s.p.a.ce. It was only belatedly, almost fuzzily, that they became aware of his glowering presence in the doorway.
"I bring you glad tidings," he said, "from the commander"s own lips. The multiple-gallows at State prison is still in perfect working order, especially the first three trapdoors--"
The last day dawned, bright and sunny, and he went to see Brenn.
"I had the new edict posted immediately," Brenn said. "I hope it will undo the damage."
"Let"s see it," Kane requested and Brenn handed him the handwritten original. It was: Despite our affection for the Vogarians among us, we must not endanger them by any longer talking to them. A Vogarian military rule is now being enforced which forbids Vogarians to speak to Sanctuary girls except in the line of duty. There is a severe penalty for those who disobey this rule.
It must also be pointed out, sternly to the Sanctuary girls and respectfully to the Vogarians, that flight into the uninhabited Sanctuary mountains would result in execution for the fleeing couples if Commander Y"Nor should ever find them.
"What"s this?" Kane demanded, pointing to the last paragraph.
"Why--a warning, sir."
"Warning ... it"s a suggestion!"
"A suggestion?" Brenn lifted his hands in shocked protest. "But, sir, how could anyone think--"
"I, personally, wouldn"t give a d.a.m.n if the entire crew was too love-sick to eat. But the commander does and my future welfare, including the privilege of breathing, depends upon my retaining what pa.s.ses for his good will."
"Good heavens--I shall have this edict removed from the bulletin boards at once!"
"A great idea. It should fix up everything to lock the stable door now that the horse is stolen."
He went to the plant and felt the air of resentment as soon as he stepped inside. Dalon was patrolling among his men, his haggard face becoming more haggard each time the red-haired personnel supervisor went by with her hips swinging and her head held high in hurt, aloof silence. The guards were pacing their beats in wordless quiet, Graver"s technicians were speaking only in the line of duty. The girls were not talking even to one another but in the soft, melting glances they gave the Vogarians they said We understand in a manner more eloquent than any words.
In fact, far too eloquent. He considered the plan of having Brenn forbid the girls to look at the guards, discarded that as impractical, for a moment wildly considered ordering the guards not to look at the girls, discarded that as even more impractical, and went, muttering, to Larue"s office.
Larue was at his desk, his face lined with fatigue.
"It"s been a difficult job," he said, "but we"ll meet the deadline."
"Good," Kane answered. "Did Brenn phone you about having that edict removed?"
"Ah--which one?"
"Which one? You mean...."
He turned and ran from the office.
A girl was removing the offending edict from the nearest bulletin board. Another, later, one proclaimed: We must abandon as hopeless the suggestion of some that if there must be an Occupation force, we would like for it to be these men whom we have come to respect, and many of us to love. This can never be. Only Commander Y"Nor will leave the ship at Vogar, there to select his own Occupation force, while the men now among us continue directly on to the Alkorian war from which many of them will never return.
We must not resent the fact that on this, their last day among us, these men are forbidden to speak to us or to let us speak to them nor say that this is unfair when Commander Y"Nor"s Occupation troops will be permitted to a.s.sociate freely with us. These things are beyond our power to change. We must accept the inevitable and show only by our silent conduct the love we have for these warriors whom we shall never see again.
Kane gulped convulsively, read it again, and hurried back to Larue"s office.
"How long has that last edict been up?" he demanded.
"About twelve hours."
"Then every shift has seen it?"
"Ah ... yes. Why--is something wrong with it?"
"That depends on the viewpoint. I want them removed at once. And tell that sanctified old weasel that if this last edict of his gets me hanged, which it probably will, I"ll see to it that he gets the same medicine."
He went back into the plant and made his way through the bare-legged, soft-eyed girls, looking for Dalon. He overheard a guard say in low, bitter tones to another: "... Maybe eight hours on Vogar, and we can"t leave the ship, then on to the battle front for us while Y"Nor and his home guard favorites come back here and pick out their harems--"
He found Dalon and said to him, "Watch your men. They"re resentful. Some of them might even desert--and Y"Nor wasn"t joking about that gallows for us last night."
"I know." Dalon ran his finger around the collar that seemed to be getting increasingly tighter for him. "I"ve warned them that the Occupation troops would get them in the end."
He found Graver at a dial-covered panel. The brown-eyed secretary--her eyes now darker and more appealing than ever--was just leaving, a notebook in her hand.
"Since when," Kane asked, "has it been customary for technicians to need the a.s.sistance of secretaries to read a dial?"
"But, sir, she is a very good technician, herself. Her paper work is now done and she was helping me trace a circuit that was fluctuating."
Kane peered suspiciously into Graver"s expressionless face.
"Are you sure it was a circuit that was doing the fluctuating?"
"Yes, sir."
"Did you know that half of Dalon"s guards seem to be ready to jump ship?"
"Yes, sir. But their resentment is not characteristic of my technicians."
He realized, with surprise, that that was true. And Graver, in contrast to Dalon"s agitation, had the calm, purposeful air of a man who had pondered deeply upon an unpleasant future and had taken steps to prevent it.
"I have no desire to hang, sir, and I have convinced my men that it would be suicide for part of them to desert. I shall do my best to convince Dalon"s guards of the same thing."
He went back through the plant, much of his confidence restored, and back to the ship.
Y"Nor was pacing the floor again, his impatience keying him to a mood more vile than ever.
"This ship will leave at exactly twenty-three fifteen, Vogar time," Y"Nor said. "Any man not on it then will be regarded as a deserter and executed as such when I return with the Occupation force."
He stopped his pacing to stare at Kane with the ominous antic.i.p.ation of a spider surveying a captured fly.
"Although I can operate this ship with a minimum of two crewmen, I shall expect you to make certain that every man is on board."
Kane went back out of the ship, his confidence shaken again, and back to the plant.
Night came at last and, finally, the first shielded tank of fuel was delivered to the ship. Others followed, one by one, as the hours went by.
It was almost morning when Graver came to him and said, "My duties and those of my men are finished here, sir. Shall we go to prepare the ship for flight?"
"Yes--get busy at it," Kane answered. "Don"t give the commander any excuse to get any madder than he already is."
An hour later the last of the fuel went into the last tank and was hauled away. Someone said, "That"s all," and a switch clicked. A machine rumbled off into silence, followed by others. Control panels went dark. Within a minute there was not a machine running, not a panel lighted.
Dalon"s whistle for Guard a.s.sembly sounded, high and shrill. A girl"s voice called to one of the guards: "Hurry back to your ship, Billy--the thunder hawks might get you if you stayed--" and broke on a sob. Another girl said, "Hush, Julia--it"s not his fault."
He went out of the plant, and past Larue"s office. He saw that the brown-eyed secretary was gone, her desk clean. Larue was still there, looking very tired. He did not go in. The fuel had been produced, he would never see Larue again.
He took the path that led toward town. Part of the Whirlpool star cl.u.s.ter was still above the horizon, a white blaze of a thousand suns, and the eastern sky was lightening with the first rays of dawn. A dozen girls were ahead of him, their voices a low murmur as they hurried back toward town. There was an undertone of tension, all of the former gaiety gone. The brief week of make-believe was over and the next Vogarians to come would truly be their enemy.
He came to the hilltop where he had met the mountain girl, thought of her with irrational longing, and suddenly she was there before him.
The pistol was again in her belt.
"You came with all the stealth of a plains ox," she said. "I could have shot you a dozen times over."
"Are we already at war?" he asked.
"We Saints have to let you Vogarians kill some of us, first--our penalty for being ethical."
"Listen to me," he said. "We tried to fight the inevitable in the Lost Islands. When the sun went down that day, half of us were dead and the rest prisoners."
"And you rose from prisoner to officer because you were too selfish to keep fighting for what was right."
"I saw them bury the ones who insisted on doing that."
"And you want us to meekly bow down, here?"
"I have no interest of any kind in this world--I"ll never see it again--but I know from experience what will happen to you and your people if you try to fight. I don"t want that to happen. Do you think that because a man isn"t a blind chauvinist, he has to be a soulless monster?"
"No," she said in a suddenly small voice. "But I had hoped ... we were talking that day of the mountains beyond the Emerald Plain and a frontier to last for centuries ... it was just idle talk but I thought maybe that when the showdown came you would be on our side, after all."
She drew a deep breath that came a little raggedly and said with a lightness that was too forced: "You don"t mind if I have a silly sentimental fondness for my world, do you? It"s the only world I have. Maybe you would understand if you could see the Azure Mountains in the spring ... but you never will, will you? Because you lied when you said you weren"t my enemy and now I know you are and I"--the lightness faltered and broke--"am yours ... and the next time we meet one will have to kill the other."