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extinguish itself via its own processes.
Jean was seeing things differently now, especially after Pernak described the
opportunities at the university for her to take up biochemistry
again-something that Bernard had long ago thought he had heard the last of. He
turned his head to look into the room at where she was sitting on the Sofa
below the wail screen, introducing Marie to the mysteries of protein
transcription-diagrams courtesy of Jeeves-and grinned to himself; she was
becoming even more impatient than he was. Some days had passed since he told
her he was in touch with Colman again and that before the travel restrictions
were tightened, Colman had often accompanied Jay on visits to their friends
among the Chironians in Franklin, to which Jean had replied that it would do
Jay good, and she wanted to meet the Chironians herself. Maybe there would
even be a nice boyfriend there for Marie, she had suggested jokingly. "A nice
one," she had added in response to Bernard's astonished look. "Not one of
those teenage Casanovas they've got running around. The line stays right
there."
Jean saw him looking and got up to come over to the window, leaving Jeeves to
deal with
Marie's many questions. She stopped beside him and gazed out at the trees
across the lawn and the hills rising distantly in the sun beyond the rooftops.
"It's going to be such a beautiful world,"
she said. "I'm not sure I can stand much more of this waiting around. Surely
it has to be as good as over."
Bernard looked out again and shook his head. "Not until that ship up there is
disarmed somehow." After a pause he turned to face her again. "So it doesn't
scare you anymore, huh?"
"I don't think it ever did. What I was afraid of was in my own head. None of
it was out there." She took in the sight of her husband-his arms tanned and
strong against the white of the
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but more self-assured than she could remember seeing for a long time-propped
loosely but confidently against the frame of the door, and she smiled. "Kalens
may have to hide himself away in a shell," she said. "I don't need mine
anymore."
"SO you're happy you can handle it," Bernard said.
"We can handle anything that comes," she told him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
CELIA KALENS STRAIGHTENED the kimono-styled black-silk top over her gold lamé
evening dress, then sat back while a white-jacketed steward cleared the dinner
dishes from the table. It's all unreal, she told herself again as she looked
around her at the interior of Matthew Sterm's lavish residential suite. Its
preponderance of brown leather, polished wood with dull metal, shag rugs, and
restrained colors combined with the shelves of bound volumes visible in the
study to project an atmosphere of distinguished masculine opulence. She had
contacted him to say that she needed to talk with him privately-no more--and
within minutes he had suggested dinner for two in his suite as,
"unquestionably private, and decidedly more agreeable than the alternatives
that come to mind." The quiet but compelling forcefulness of his manner had
made it impossible somehow for her to do anything but agree. She told Howard
that she was returning to the ship for a night out with
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Veronica, who was celebrating her divorce-which at last was true. Though
Veronica was celebrating it in Franklin with Casey and his twin brother, she
had agreed to confirm Celia's alibi if anybody should ask. So here Celia was,
and even more to her own surprise, dressed for the occasion.
Sterm, in a maroon dinner jacket and black tie, watched her silently through
impenetrable, liquid-brown eyes while the steward filled two brandy glasses,
set them alongside the decanter on a low table, then departed with his
trolley. Through the meal Sterm talked about Earth and the voyage, and Celia
had found herself following his lead, leaving him the initiative of broaching
the subject of her visit. Finally, he stood, came around the table, and moved
her chair back for her to rise. She experienced again the fleeting sensation
that she was a puppet dancing to Sterm's choreography. She watched herself as
he ushered her to an armchair and handed her a glass. Then Sterm settled
himself comfortably at one end of the couch, picked up his own drink, and held [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]