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Equally striking was the absence of visible controls.
"If this is a fully automated installation," Lyra pointed out, "designed
to function for a long period of time without supervision, there would be no
reason to expose sensitive controls to the cold."
"Possible. We'd have a better idea if we could tell whether it's
operating now, or dormant, or kaput."
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"Instruments," she murmured. "Sit down and rest, Etienne. I'll be back in
a minute." She turned and jogged toward the hydrofoil, gathering up the two
Tsla as she ran.
With their help she set up several sensitive probes next to the hull,
aimed them at their discovery, and began to take readings. Some of the
instruments operated efficiently from a distance while others required her to
pass among the structures with remote sensors.
Except for the heat emanating directly from the metal, from the
standpoint of radiant energy the enigmatic erections were dormant. The
residual readings that appeared on the instrumentation matched the output of
their flashlights and the hydrofoil's batteries. Though the examination could
hardly be considered exhaustive, considering the limitations of their
equipment, the Redowls agreed that regardless of what the constructs had been
designed to do, they weren't doing anything now.
A library search informed them that self-exciting exo-thermic metal
alloys had existed only in theory-until then. As for the machines themselves,
their design did not match the technological architecture of any known
civilization.
However old it was, most of the alien technology seemed to be in
excellent condition. Though fragments littered the ground, there was no
evidence of extensive degeneration within the metal or ceramics themselves.
While they couldn't give a date to the installation or a name to its
builders, they could determine the composition of the materials used. In
addition to iridium, Etienne noted the presence of two dozen alloys that
defied chemical and spectroscopic analysis, including one thin metallic whip
that the computer insisted was an alloy of metallic sodium, despite the fact
that in the damp air of the cavern there wasn't the slightest evidence of
oxidation on its shiny surface. When they dipped it in the, river and nothing
happened, the Redowls thought they could hear Homat's beloved spirits move a
little closer.
Much of the spirit boat was still strange to Tyl, and he was having
trouble finding the fresh lightning pack that Lyra called a battery cell. He
rummaged carefully through the storage bay, trying to disturb as little as
possible. A noise overhead caused him to pause.
Curious, the Tsla climbed the walkway. His snout was extended, the tip
probing the air. The sounds drew him up from the hull, through the second deck
grad onto the upper. He walked past the humans' sleeping quarters, past the
place of food they called the galley, until he was standing in the passage
that opened into the open bubble of the cockpit. He stared for a long moment
before speaking.
"What do thee here, Mai?"
Startled, Homat spun around. When he saw who con-fronted him he relaxed.
"I am simply curious. We Mai are always curious about new things."
Tyl gestured with his snout, a mildly insulting display. "Thee should be
outside helping our friends."
"I know, I know. I'll be there again soon. But it's so cold out there, so
cold." He shivered.
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"I am cold outside also, but the coldness is settling now inside me."
"I don't understand you, meditator."
Thee linger too long and too frequently over the impor-tant places of
this craft. For several days now I have noticed this. Thee have always stared
as our friends worked here, but never mare so since the attack by the Na. I
think that this interest has escaped the attention of our friends, who though
sophisticated in many ways are childishly naive in others. They are
preoccupied with their study of our world and ways. But I am not so occupied,
nor so naive. This unnatural interest of thee must be remarked upon." He
turned to leave.
"Stop there, meditator!" The chill had suddenly slipped from Homat's body
into his voice.
Slowly Tyl turned. His gaze fell to the device the Mai clutched firmly in
his left hand. It was heavy for the six-fingered grip and Homat had to support
part of it with his other hand. But the correct end was pointed at Tyl. He had
seen the device in operation often enough to know that much.
"Mai," he whispered, managing to combine a whole par-agraph of insults [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]