Isaac Asimov - Lucky Starr And The Oceanf Of Venus
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- Название:Lucky Starr And The Oceanf Of Venus
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- Год:1973
- Город:London
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From his shirt pocket Lucky had undipped a scriber, and he was writing rapidly on a piece of foil.
He held it out to Bigman. "That's what you're to do when I give the word."
Bigman's eyes widened, "But Lucky…"
"Sh! Don't refer to any of this in words."
Bigman nodded, "But are you sure you're right?"
"I hope so." Lucky's handsome face was drawn with anxiety. "Earth knows about the V-frogs now, so they'll never win over humanity; but they may still do damage here on Venus. We've got to prevent that somehow. Now do you understand what you're to do?"
"Yes."
"In that case…" Lucky rolled the foil together and kneaded it with his strong fingers. The pellet that remained he returned to his shirt pocket.
Lou Evans called out, "We're in the lock, Lucky. In five minutes we'll be in the city."
Lucky said, "Good. Get Morriss on the radio."
They were in Council headquarters in Aphrodite again, the same room, Bigman thought, in which he had first met Lou Evans; the same room in which he had first seen a V-frog. He shuddered at the thought of those mental tendrils infiltrating his mind for the first time without his knowledge.
That was the one way in which the room was different now. The aquarium was gone; the dishes of peas and of axle grease were gone; the tall tables stood bare at the false window.
Morriss had pointed that out mutely as soon as they entered. His plump cheeks sagged and the lines of strain about his eyes were marked. His pudgy handshake was uncertain.
Carefully Bigman put what he was carrying on top of one of the tables. "Petroleum jelly," he said.
Lou Evans sat down. So did Lucky.
Morriss did not. He said, "I got rid of the V-frogs in this building. That was all I could do. I can't ask people to do away with their pets without a reason. And I couldn't give the reason, obviously."
"It will be enough," said Lucky. "Throughout this discussion, though, I want you to keep your eyes on the hydrocarbon. Keep its existence firmly in your mind."
"You think that will help?" asked Morriss.
"I think it will."
Morriss stopped his pacing immediately before Lucky. His voice was a sudden bluster. "Starr, I can't believe this. The V-frogs have been in the city for years. They've been here almost since the city was built."
"You've got to remember…" began Lucky.
"That I'm under their influence?" Morriss reddened. "That isn't so. I deny it."
''There's nothing to be ashamed of, Dr. Morriss," said Lucky, crisply. "Evans was under their control for days, and Bigman and I have been controlled, too. It is possible to be honestly unaware that your mind has been continuously picked."
"There's no proof of it, but never mind," said Morriss violently. "Suppose you're right. The question is, what can we do? How do we fight them? Sending men against them will be useless. If we bring in a fleet to bombard Venus from space, they may force the dome locks open and drown every city on Venus in revenge. We could never kill every V-frog on Venus anyway. There are eight hundred million cubic miles of ocean for them to hide in, and they can multiply fast if they want to. Now your getting word to Earth was essential, I admit, but it still leaves us with many important problems."
"You're right," admitted Lucky, "but the point is, I didn't tell Earth everything. I couldn't until I was certain I knew the truth. I…"
The intercom signal flashed, and Morriss barked. "What is it?"
"Lyman Turner for his appointment, sir," was the answer.
"One second." The Venusian turned to Lucky and said in a low voice, "Are you sure we want him?"
"You had this appointment about strengthening the transite partitions within the city, didn't you?"
"Yes, but…"
"And Turner is a victim. The evidence would seem to be clear there. He is the one highly-placed official beside ourselves who would definitely seem to be one. We would want to see him, I think."
Morriss said into the intercom, "Send him up."
Turner's gaunt face and hooked nose made up a mask of inquiry as he entered. The silence in the room and the way the others stared at him would have filled even a far less sensitive man with foreboding.
He swung his computer case to the floor and said, "Is anything wrong, gentlemen?"
Slowly, carefully, Lucky gave him the bare outline of the matter.
Turner's thin lips parted. He said, weakly, "You mean, my mind…-"
"How else would the man at the lock have known the exact manner in which to keep out intruders? He was unskilled and untrained, yet he barricaded himself in with electronic perfection."
"I never thought of that. I never thought of that." Turner's voice was almost an incoherent mumble. How could I have missed it?"
"They wanted you to miss it," said Lucky.
"It makes me ashamed."
"You have company in that, Turner. Myself, Dr. Morriss, Councilman Evans…"
"Then what do we do about it?"
Lucky said, "Exactly what Dr. Morriss was asking when you arrived.' It will need all our thought. One of the reasons I suggested you be brought into this gathering is that we may require your computer."
"Oceans of Venus, I hope so," said Turner fervently.
"If I could do something to make up for…" And he
put his hand to his forehead as though half in fear that he had a strange head on his shoulders, one not his own.
He said, "Are we ourselves now?"
Evans put in, "We will be as long as we concentrate on that petroleum jelly."
"I don't get it. Why should that help?"
"It does. Never mind how for the moment," said Lucky. "I want to get on with what I was about to say when you arrived."
Bigman swung back to the wall and perched himself on the table where the aquarium once stood. He stared idly at the open jar on the other table as he listened.
Lucky said, "Are we sure the V-frogs are the real menace?"
"Why, that's your theory," said Morriss with surprise.
"Oh, they're the immediate means of controlling the minds of mankind, granted; but are they the real enemy? They're pitting their minds against the minds of Earthmen and proving formidable opponents, yet individual V-frogs seem quite unintelligent."
"How so?"
"Well, the V-frog you had in this place did not have the good sense to keep out of our minds. He broadcast his surprise at our being without mustaches. He ordered Bigman to get him peas dipped in axle grease. Was that intelligent? He gave himself away immediately."
Morriss shrugged. "Maybe not all V-frogs are intelligent."
"It goes deeper than that. We were helpless in their mental grip out on the ocean surface. Still, because I guessed certain things, I tried a jar of petroleum jelly on them, and it worked. It scattered them. Mind you, their entire campaign was at stake. They had to keep us from informing Earth concerning them. Yet they ruined everything for one jar of petroleum jelly. Again, they almost had us when we were trying to re-enter Aphrodite. The cannon was coming to an aim when the mere mention of petroleum spoiled their plans."
Turner stirred in his seat. "I understand what you mean by the petroleum now, Starr. Everyone knows the V-frogs have a craving for grease of all sorts. The craving is just too strong for them."
"Too strong for beings sufficiently intelligent to battle Earthmen? Would you abandon a vital victory, Turner, for a steak or a wedge of chocolate cake?"
"Of course I wouldn't, but that doesn't prove a V-frog wouldn't."
"It doesn't, I grant you. The V-frog mind is alien to us and we can't suppose that what works with us must work with them. Still, the matter of their being diverted by hydrocarbon is suspicious. It makes me compare V-frogs with dogs rather than with men."
"In what way?" demanded Morriss.
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