to me, she's the logical choice as my successor. She's had a great deal of experience down here and she's surely the best person to deal with the Plague if it lifts its head again. What's more, she's older than I am and may not feel there's much time to waste. I couldn't blame her if she was anxious to succeed me, and if her heart lifted a bit when I was ill. The chances are she's not even consciously aware of these feelings.'
'Yes, she is,' said Marlene ominously. 'She knows all about it. You watch out, Uncle Siever.'
'Well, I will. Are you ready now?'
'Of course I'm ready.'
'Then let me walk you to the airlock. You come with us, Eugenia, and try not to look so tragic.'
And so it was that Marlene stepped out on to the surface of Erythro, alone and unprotected, for the first time. It was, by Earth Standard time, 9.20 p.m., 15 January 2237. By Erythro time, it was midmorning.
Chapter 30. Transition
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Crile Fisher tried to suppress his excitement, tried to maintain the same calm expression that the others were wearing.
He didn't know where Tessa Wendel was at the moment. She couldn't be far, since the Superluminal was reasonably small - though broken up so that someone in one bay might well be out of sight to someone in another.
The other three crew members were just pairs of hands to Fisher. They each had something to do and they were doing it. Only Fisher himself had nothing specific to do, except perhaps to be careful to stay out of the way of the others.
He looked at the other three (two men and one woman) almost furtively. He knew them to talk to, and had talked to them frequently. They were all young. The oldest was Chao-Li Wu, who was thirty-eight and a hyperspacialist. Then there was Henry Jarlow, who was thirty-five, and Merry Blankowitz, the baby of the team, twenty-seven years old and with the ink still damp on her doctor's diploma.
Wendel, at fifty-five, was ancient by comparison, but she was the inventor, the designer, the demigoddess of the flight.
It was Fisher who was odd man out. He would be fifty on his next birthday, which was not so far off, and he had no specialized training. He had no right to be on the ship if either youth or knowledge were considered.
But he had been on Rotor once. That counted. And Wendel wanted him with her, and that counted even more. So did Tanayama and Koropatsky, which counted most of all.
The ship was making its way, lumbering through space. Fisher could tell that, even though there was no physical indication that this was so. He could feel it with the tendrils of his intestines - if they had any. He thought fiercely: I've been in space far longer than all the others put together, far more times on far more ships. I can tell there is nothing sleek about this ship just by the feel of it. They can't.
The Superluminal had to lack sleekness. The normal power sources that kept ordinary spaceships moving through the vacuum were cramped and cut down in the Superluminal. They had to be, for most of the ship was given over to the hyperspatial motors.
It was like a seabird that waddled clumsily on land because it was designed for the water.
Wendel suddenly appeared. Her hair was somewhat disheveled and she was perspiring a bit.
Fisher said, 'Is everything all right, Tessa?'
'Oh yes, perfectly.' She rested her rear end against one of the convenient wall depressions (very useful, considering the light pseudo-grav maintained on the ship). 'No problems.'
'When do we make the move into hyperspace?'
'In a few hours. We want to get into the proper coordinates with all appropriate gravitational sources twisting space precisely as calculated.'
'So we can allow for it exactly?'
'That's right.'
Fisher said, 'That doesn't make hyperspatial flight sound very practical. What if you don't know where everything is? What if you're in a hurry and can't wait to calculate every gravitational twitch?'
Wendel looked up at Fisher with a sudden smile.
'You've never asked anything like this before. Why do you ask it now?'
'I've never actually been on a hyperspatial flight before. The question presents itself to me with greater urgency under these conditions, you see.'
'This and many other such questions have presented themselves to me with the greatest possible urgency for years. Welcome to the club.'
'But answer me.'
'Gladly. In the first place, there are devices that measure overall gravitational intensity, in both