Ancient Shores Part 39

Schramm opened two beers and pa.s.sed one to Benford. "Of course it is. But I think we might need a little arrogance here."

"We might not be around to help," said Curran. "I'm not sure yet, but I think we committed a federal offense out there last night."

Sagan smiled. "I don't think we need worry. Matt Taylor's going to need all the help he can get."

"Yeah," said April. "I'd really like to help the President. He almost got us killed."

"He was in a box," said Schlesinger. "Right now everyone in the world may be in a box, and we've helped put them there."

"I agree," said Hawking. "And I think we should begin to consider how to get them out."

Benford nodded. "For a start, we need some positive PR."

"Precisely," said the chairman, who had seen a demonstration that day of the power of public relations.

"Maybe a TV show," said April. "Let people know what this place really is. What it can mean."

"And what the risks are," suggested Carpenter. "We need to be honest. Speaking of which-" He looked at Walker. "What about the Sioux? Are you willing to help?"

All eyes turned toward the tribal chairman. "I think we will insist that this world not be turned into a second North America. And we will control the use of the port to that end. Beyond that, yes, we will be proud to help."

The Horsehead Nebula was in the northern sky, out over the sea. The illusion that it was an approaching storm was very strong.

"We'll have our hands full," said Schirra.

They looked at the stars, listened to the wind coming off the sea, felt the warmth of the fire on their faces. "I wish we could all have made it," said LeGuin.

Wilbur nodded. His eyes were lost in shadow. "I have Asquith's notes on this project."

"Enough to publish?" asked Hawking.

"Oh, yes." Wilbur reached behind him for a jacket and pulled it around his shoulders. "And it's pretty good stuff. Maybe, in the end, he'll outlive us all."

EPILOGUE.

April Cannon watched her duffel bag disappear in a blaze of light. Her seven companions (one of whom was her retired boss, Harvey Keck) were making last-minute checks of equipment. light. Her seven companions (one of whom was her retired boss, Harvey Keck) were making last-minute checks of equipment.

She turned to Max. "You're sure you don't want to come?" She was lovely in the green-tinged light.

"No," he said. "I don't like surprises, and I think you're going to find a lot of them out there."

She touched his arm. "We'll be careful."

They were planning on exploring the links to the Eden terminus. The expedition had an ample supply of food and water. They carried pressure suits and oxygen masks and contamination test kits and spare parts and a wide array of sensing equipment. If everything went well, they would be back in two weeks with a wealth of detail about the worlds beyond Eden. (For the time being, at least, the Maze was being left alone.) "Max," she asked, "what are you you going to do? Buy an island in the Bahamas and retire?" going to do? Buy an island in the Bahamas and retire?"

He grinned. "I'm going to try to track down our visitor."

She s.h.i.+vered. "It seems to be gone now," she said. "I'd let it be."

"I think we have an obligation to try to find it."

"An obligation to whom?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe to the creature. I have a certain fondness for it."

"It might be dangerous."

"Maybe. But we know it has a sense of humor. And it rescues kids. I'd like very much to talk with it."

Harvey signaled her. Ready to go.

"Be careful, Max," she said.

"Sure." He was having a little trouble with his voice. "You too. Come back, okay?"

"Count on it." She moved suddenly, unexpectedly, into his arms, warm and yielding, and turned her face up. He kissed her, long and deep and wet.

AUTHOR'S N NOTE Lake Aga.s.siz existed. I've taken a liberty or two with the sh.o.r.eline, but other than that I've tried not to a.s.sault the facts unduly. Anyone who cares to may fly over the western limits of the valley of the Red River of the North, up near the Canadian border, and the ancient coast will be quite visible. sh.o.r.eline, but other than that I've tried not to a.s.sault the facts unduly. Anyone who cares to may fly over the western limits of the valley of the Red River of the North, up near the Canadian border, and the ancient coast will be quite visible.

"Lightnings in the Sky," in Chapter 2, is quoted from P-38 Lightning in Action P-38 Lightning in Action, by Larry Davis. Reprinted courtesy of Squadron/Signal Publications.

Native-American poetry epigraphs are from American Poetry Volume Two: Melville to Stickney, American Indian Poetry, Folk Songs and Spirituals American Poetry Volume Two: Melville to Stickney, American Indian Poetry, Folk Songs and Spirituals (New York: Library of America, 1993); George Copway, (New York: Library of America, 1993); George Copway, Life, History, and Travels of Kah-Ge-Ga-Gah-Bowh Life, History, and Travels of Kah-Ge-Ga-Gah-Bowh (1847) (Chapter 25); John Mason Browne, "Indian Medicine," (1847) (Chapter 25); John Mason Browne, "Indian Medicine," Atlantic Monthly Atlantic Monthly (1866) (Chapter 26); Fannie Reed Giffen, (1866) (Chapter 26); Fannie Reed Giffen, Oo-Mah-Ha-Ta-Wa-Tha Oo-Mah-Ha-Ta-Wa-Tha (1898) (Chapter 29); Don D. Fowler and Catherine S. Fowler, eds., (1898) (Chapter 29); Don D. Fowler and Catherine S. Fowler, eds., Anthropology of the Numa: John Wesley Powell's Ma.n.u.scripts on the Numic Peoples of Western North America, 1868-1880 Anthropology of the Numa: John Wesley Powell's Ma.n.u.scripts on the Numic Peoples of Western North America, 1868-1880 (Smithsonian Inst.i.tution Press, 1971) (Chapter 33). (Smithsonian Inst.i.tution Press, 1971) (Chapter 33).

Excerpt from "Sonnet III," George Santayana, The Complete Poems of George Santayana The Complete Poems of George Santayana (Bucknell University Press, 1979) (Chapter 22). Reprinted by permission. (Bucknell University Press, 1979) (Chapter 22). Reprinted by permission.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS.

I would like to express special appreciation to those who graciously allowed their fictional alter egos to be flown into a desperate situation during the closing chapters. Also, I am indebted to Galen Hall and Brian Cole for their comments on an early version of the ma.n.u.script; to Major Jim Clark, U.S. Air Force (retired), and John Goff, for technical advice; to Lorna Sharp, at the Devil's Lake Sioux reservation in North Dakota; to Christopher Sch.e.l.ling at HarperCollins, and Sue Warga for editorial a.s.sistance; to my wife and in-house editor, Maureen, who maintains a sense of humor about it all. And to Jim Karas, who first called Lake Aga.s.siz to my attention.

About the Author.

JACK MCDEVITT is the author of is the author of A Talent for War, The Engines of G.o.d, A Talent for War, The Engines of G.o.d, and numerous prize-winning short stories. He has served as an officer in the U.S. Navy, taught English and literature, and worked for the U.S. Customs Service in North Dakota and Georgia. and numerous prize-winning short stories. He has served as an officer in the U.S. Navy, taught English and literature, and worked for the U.S. Customs Service in North Dakota and Georgia.

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