me,â I said, âbut whatâs the big flap all about? These Anacaona are free agents, arenât they? Thereâs nothing to stop them leaving New Alexandria, is there?â
My suspicious mind began to awake at last.
âThis is kidnap,â put in Denton. âThe woman wasnât the girlâs mother. She had no right to take her away. And wherever they are theyâve gone in secret.â
âEven so,â I said, âare we just concerned about the inconvenience, or what? Why is there such a panic on?â
âIâve got years of work tied up in that girl,â said Charlot. âItâll set the project back half a lifetime.â He was talking half to himself, half to me.
âOh great,â I said. âShe was just a little girl, was she? Tyler and Lanning only wanted to take her home before it got late, huh? You bastard. What in hell are you doing out at that colony?â
âDonât be a fool,â he said. âThe girl is important because Iâve been conducting a careful and unobtrusive study of her development since the day she was born. A lot of the effort of the colony is going into making the study as complete and as unobtrusive as possible. You know full well that to achieve the kind of synthesis Iâm trying to form I need more than knowledge. I need empathy. The Anacaona are very difficult people to understand. We encounter difficulties in translation. The programming of the whole project is threatened if we canât find the core of an understanding. I was looking to that girl to provide me with that core. We havenât interfered with her in any way at all. The whole point of the study would have been defeated if we had. We need that girl.â
It didnât sound too convincing to me. I had the feeling that I wasnât getting the whole truth.
âItâs still kidnap,â said Denton, trying to help outâfeeling, no doubt, that weâd been sidetracked into irrelevancy.
âThe Laws of New Rome allow anybody to leave any world for any reason they choose,â I said.
âNot with somebody elseâs child they donât,â he said.
âYou want to go after her,â I said, suddenly realising why Iâd been roped into the heart of the operation. âYouâre just hanging about until you find out which ship she left on and where sheâs bound.â
âWe have a good idea already where sheâs bound,â said Charlot, âbut it would be best to stop her before she gets there, if possible.â
âWhy?â I asked. âWherever she lands, sheâll still be a criminal, if you can prove kidnap.â
âNot on Chao Phrya,â said Charlot. âThe authorities there are uncooperative.â
âNot again,â I complained, despairingly. âNot another LWA world?â
âNot quite,â he said. âNot from our point of view. From theirs. The situation on Chao Phrya is difficult and complicated. It wonât be easy dealing with them.â
âAnd you want me to help.â
âI may need more than help,â he said. âIf the woman and Alyneâthatâs the childâreach Chao Phrya, you might have to go down and fetch her on your own. I donât think theyâll let me land.â
âWhy?â I asked, fascinated. âWhat did you do?â
âA diplomatic failure,â he said obliquely. âThatâs not important at all. What is...?â
He was interrupted by the bleeping of his desk phone. He paused to answer it. He listened intently for several momentsâthe call-circuit was tight-beamed so I couldnât hear what was coming out of the speaker. I watched Charlotâs face turn grim, and I could imagine his teeth grinding. Something was upsetting him, and I could see that someone was going to suffer for it. I got the crazy notion that the bogeys might have found something in my room, but I quashed