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Show Isaac's God help us, began it indeed as a legitimate scientific interest in the sensitivity arising from generations of interpairing. They traced it- knowest thou?-to one of our blessed foremothers. Kostya Nijinsky, it was, who'd never been formally sainted, poor wight, for she'd been sore cursed by the unhappy Doctors who'd lost so many loved ones to the Cloisters Laboratory. But she'd suffered full fair for all of her young life on the JupiterSpaceLab from radar sickness." "Aye, thou sayest indeed?" asked Janni in wonder. "But, marry, free scientific research into such a phenomenon would be a fair wonderful thing! To have developed my Skill...that thought be wonderful indeed!" Dr'Anya looked at her, horrified. "Nay, my mother, in faith," Janni said defensively. "The Earthski's have been plying it commercially for lo, these last twenty TwelveMonths, for superluminal travel and teleportation. But they have so few in the population with whom to work!" "But, my girl, we're fugitives on BauerWorlde because of it," said Dr'Anya. The young Janni looked down at the Jumbles passing beneath them, very far below. "My Mother;" she said, "but whither do we flee? Where be Dr'Igor Grant-Sheblem and Pymlyn?" "Know I for a surety where they are," said Dr'Anya. "They are indeed at Ben's place. " Janni turned to look at her mother. "Aye...?" "And Ben's place is just above these villainous archives thou spoke of a few minutes since." 136 |