Robert Silverberg by Starman's Quest

Author:Starman's Quest
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-04-06T01:22:57+00:00

Chapter Ten

Alan woke early the next morning, but it was Rat, not Hawkes, who pulled him out of sleep. The little extra-terrestrial was nibbling on his ear.

Bleary-eyed, Alan sat up and blinked. “Oh—it’s you. I thought you were on a silence strike.”

“There wasn’t anything I wanted to say, so I kept quiet. But I want to say some things now, before your new friend wakes up.”

The Bellatrician had been silent all the past evening, tagging along behind Alan and Hawkes like a faithful pet, but keeping his mouth closed. “Go ahead and say them, then,” Alan told him.

“I don’t like this fellow Hawkes. I think you’re in for trouble if you stick with him.”

“He’s going to take me to the Atlas to get Steve.”

“You can get to the Atlas yourself. He’s given you all the help you’ll need.”

Alan shook his head. “I’m no baby. I can take care of myself, without your help.”

The little alien creature shrugged. “Suit yourself. But I’ll tell you one thing, Alan: I’m going back to the Valhalla, whether you are or not. I don’t like Earth, or Hawkes either. Remember that.”

“Who said I was staying here? Didn’t you hear me bet Max that I’d go back?”

“I heard you. I say you’re going to lose that bet. I say this Hawkes is going to fast-talk you into staying here—and if I had any need for money I’d put down a side-bet on Hawkes’ side.”

Alan laughed. “You think you know me better than I know myself. I never for a minute thought of jumping ship.”

“Has my advice ever steered you wrong? I’m older than you are, Alan, and ten or twenty times smarter. I can see where you’re heading. And–-”

Alan grew suddenly angry. “Nag, nag, nag! You’re worse than an old woman! Why don’t you keep quiet the way you did last night, and leave me alone? I know what I’m doing, and when I want your advice I’ll ask for it.”

“Have it your own way,” Rat said. His tone was mildly reproachful. Alan felt abashed at having scolded the little alien that way, but he did not know how to make proper amends; besides, he was annoyed at Rat’s preachiness. He and Rat had been together too long. The Bellatrician probably thought he was still only ten years old and in need of constant advice.

He rolled over and went back to sleep. About an hour later, he was awakened again, this time by Hawkes. He dressed and they ate—good real food, no synthetics, served by Hawkes’ autochef—and then set out for the Atlas Games Parlor, 68th Avenue and 423rd Street, in Upper York City. The time was 1327 when they emerged on the street. Hawkes assured him that Steve would already be at “work”; most unsuccessful gamblers started making the rounds of the parlors in early afternoon.

They took the Undertube back to the heart of the city and kept going, into the suburb of Upper York. Getting out at the 423rd Street terminal, they walked briskly through the narrow crowded streets toward 68th Avenue.

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