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."My legendary opponent," said Herman, extending his hand.Doon took the offered fingers, but instead of gripping them, he spread the old man's hand on his."Even somec takes its toll, doesn't it?" he asked, and the sadness in his eyes told Herman that, after all, someone else understood the death that somec so cleverly carried within its life-preserving promise."Why did you want to see me?" Doon asked.And heavy, slow, inexplicable tears rolled out of Herman's aging eyes."I don't know," he said."I just wanted to know how you were doing.""I'm doing well," Doon said."My department has colonized dozens of worlds in the last few centuries.The enemy's on the run-- we're going to outpopulate him if he doesn't do the same.The Empire's growing.""I'm so glad.Glad the Empire's growing.Building on empire's such a lovely thing." Pointlessly he added, "I built an empire once.""I know," Doon said."I destroyed it.""Oh yes, yes," Herman said."That's why I wanted to see you."Doon nodded and waited for the question."I wondered.I wanted to know why you chose me.Why you decided to do it.I can't remember why, you know.My memory isn't all it was."Doon smiled and held the old man's hand."No one's memory is, Grandfather.I chose you because you were the greatest.I chose you because you were the highest mountain I could climb.""But why did you-- why did you tear? Why didn't you build another empire, and rival me?" That was the question.Ah, yes, that's the question, Herman decided.It was so much more satisfying though he still felt a small doubt.Hadn't he once had a conversation with Doon in which Doon answered him? Never.No.Doon looked distant."You don't know the answer?""Oh," Herman said, laughing, "I was once quite mad, you know, and thought you were out to wreck the Empire.They cured me."Doon nodded, looking sad."But I'm quite better now, and I want to know.Just want to know.""I tore-- I attacked your empire, Grandfather, because it was too beautiful to finish.If you had finished it, won the game, the game would have ended, and then what would have happened? It wouldn't have been remembered for very long.But now-- it's remembered forever.""Funny, isn't it," Herman said, losing the thread of the conversation before Doon finished speaking, "that the greatest builder and the greatest wrecker should both come from the same-- should be grandfather and grandson.Funny, isn't it?""It's all in the family, isn't it?" Doon said with a smile."I'm proud of you, Doon," Herman said, and meant it for the time being."I'm glad that if someone was strong enough to beat me, it was blood of my blood.Flesh of my--""Flesh," Doon interrupted."So you're religious after all.""I don't remember," Herman said."Something happened to my memory, Abner Doon, and I'm not sure of everything.Was I religious? Or was it someone else?"Doon's eyes filled with sorrow and he reached out to the old man sitting on a soft chair.Doon knelt and embraced him."I'm so sorry," he said."I didn't know what it would cost you.I truly didn't."Herman only laughed."Oh, I didn't have any bets out that waking.It didn't cost me a dime."Doon only held him tighter and said, again, "I'm sorry, Grandfather, ""Oh, well, I don't mind losing," Herman answered."In the long run, it was only a game, wasn't it?"LIFELOOPJellicle Cats are black and white, Jellicle Cats are rather small; Jellicle Cats are merry and bright, And pleasant to hear when they caterwaul.-- T.S.Eliot, The Song of the JelliclesArran lay on her bed, weeping.The sound of the door slamming still rang through her flat.Finally she rolled over, looked at the ceiling, wiped tears away delicately with her fingers, and then said, "What the hell."Dramatic pause.And then, at last (at long last) a loud buzzer sounded."All clear, Arran," said the voice from the concealed speaker, and Arran groaned, swung around to sit on the bed, unstrapped the loop recorder from her naked leg, and threw it tiredly against the wall.It smashed."Do you have any idea how much that equipment costs?" Triuff asked, reproachfully."I pay you to know," Arran said, putting on a robe.Triuff found the tie and handed it to her.As Arran threaded it through the loops, Triuff exulted."The best ever.A hundred billion Arran Handully fans are aching to pay their seven chops to get in to watch.And you gave it to them.""Seventeen days," Arran said, glaring at the other woman."Seventeen stinking days.And three of them with that bastard Courtney.""He's paid to be a bastard.It's his persona.""He's pretty damned convincing.If you get me even three minutes with him next time, I'll sack you."Arran strode out of her flat, barefoot and clad only in the robe [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]