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- Agni did not hum. It made no sound at
- all, nor did it produce the subtle
- vibrations Larin expected from the old
- romances of the sea that she had viewed
- while cruising under the polar ice. That
- vessel had been as silent and steady as
- land, and so was this one. She might as
- well have been at home in Springfield
- West Warren, walking the corridors to
- the old dojo in the Lamprey RC instead
- of to the small recreation center aboard
- this enormous undersea vessel traveling
- at an average speed of thirty knots at
- two thousand meters depth.
-
- Where, she wondered, was Peter? She
- hadn't seen him since they'd boarded at
- Magadan, which had most certainly been
- an unscheduled stop since there was
- nothing at Magadan at all -- not a
- building, not a warren, not a pier or a
- dock or a person. They had arrived, and
- walked off the shore onto the vast solid
- plain which turned out to be the dorsal
- surface of the Agni. A doorway dilated
- into the surface, and they'd stepped
- onto the ascensor field. Peter had
- headed off one way with Thatcher , while
- she and the others had been led to
- comfortable rooms elsewhere.
-
- When puzzled, Larin rubbed her right
- palm slowly over the very tips of her
- head of otter fur, back and forth. It
- was an unconscious gesture, but one
- which had attracted Rover in the first
- place, and which Peter found poignant.
-
- She was puzzled for several reasons. One
- was that Peter had been kind, and very
- gentle with her, but they had not become
- lovers as she hoped. She knew about
- Wanda, of course; she even knew that
- Peter was in love with her. But it was a
- hopeless, faraway, impossible sort of
- love, after all. She was a twenty-six
- year old frozen body hibernating in the
- cryofield aboard a starship seventeen
- light years away. The journey was one
- way, and even if Vega 26 could turn
- around and come home right now, it would
- still take another seventeen years at
- least to return.
-
- So what could Peter be thinking? His
- behavior was quite simply not normal.
- She passed the refectory and stuck her
- head in, but it was deserted, as she'd
- expected.
-
- There were few people about. Most of the
- people she did see were Ants, people
- with narrow asiatic eyes and a dense
- adipose layer, which gave them broad,
- flat faces and a slightly nearsighted
- look. All were distantly polite, smiling
- and nodding at her, but leaving her
- alone.
-
- She passed a couple on her way to the
- dojo. They dipped their heads in the
- curious Ant greeting gesture and went
- on. She shook her head, still stroking
- her fur.
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