uld they？〃
She stopped as the others looked at her； their expressions answering better than words。
Jenin paled。 〃Oh。〃
Moments later； she lifted her chin once more。
〃Well； they still don't know we exist； right？ So why don't we just leave； right now？ The four of us。 What about north； Dwer？ You've been up that way before。 Let's go！〃
Danel kicked some debris left by the urs' riotous flight and the looting that followed。 He pointed to a narrow cleft in the rocks。 〃We can build a pyre over there。〃
〃What are you doing？〃 Jenin asked； as Dwer led the donkeys where the sage indicated and began unloading their packs。
〃I'll set the grenades；〃 Lena said； prying open a container。 〃We'd best add some wood。 I'll gather these broken crates。〃
〃Hey！ I asked you guys…what's going on？〃
Danel took Jenin's arm while Dwer hauled a portion of their supplies to one side…food and clothing plus a few basic implements； none containing any metal。 Left behind in a stack were all the books and sophisticated tools they had taken from the Slope。
The sage explained。
〃We brought this legacy in order to maintain some minimal semblance of human culture in exile。 But four people can't establish a civilization； no matter how many books they have。 We must prepare for the likelihood that all of this must be destroyed。〃
Clearly the prospect gnawed at Ozawa。 His face； already haggard； now seemed sliced by pain。 Dwer averted his gaze； concentrating on the work at hand； separating only supplies helpful to a small party of fugitives on the run。
Jenin chewed on the news and nodded。 〃Well； if we must live and raise families without books； I guess that just puts us ahead of schedule； no？ A bit farther along the Path of…〃
She stopped。 Danel was shaking his head。
〃No； Jenin。 That is not the way things will be。
〃Oh； we four might as well try to survive。 But even if we did make it to some far…off valley； beyond reach of whatever demise the aliens have planned； it's unlikely we'd adapt to a strange ecosystem in time。 Rety told us that her band lost half its first generation to accidents and allergic reactions。 That's typical for sooner groups； till they learn what's safe to eat or touch。 It's a deadly； trial…and…error process。 Four just isn't enough。〃
〃I thought…〃
〃And that leaves out the problem of inbreeding…〃
〃You can't mean…〃
〃But even if we could solve all of those dilemmas； it still wouldn't work； because we aren't going to start a band of fallen savages； spiraling into ignorance； even if the scrolls give that fate all sorts of fancy names。 Human beings never came to Jijo for the Path of Redemption。〃
Dwer looked up from his work。 Lena halted as well； holding a thick tube with a clockwork fuse at one end。 Up to that point； Ozawa had been explaining what Dwer already knew。 But now silence reigned。 No one was going to move or speak until the sage explained。
For a second time； Danel Ozawa sighed deeply。
〃The secret is passed on to a few； each generation。 But I see no point in concealing it from you three； whom I now think of as kin； as family。
〃Some of the other five races were appalled when we built Biblos。 The Great Printing seemed to imply we had no intention of ever forgetting。 Our founders did some smooth talking to explain the flood of books。 A temporary measure； they called it。 A way to help all races live in enough fort to concentrate on developing their souls； till we're spiritually ready to move on down the Path。
〃Officially； it's the long…term goal of each of the Six。 But the Tabernacle founders never meant their descendants to devolve down to speechless proto…humans； ready for some race of star…gods to adopt and uplift。〃
The sage paused until Dwer finally broke in。 〃Then why are we here？〃
Danel shrugged。 〃Everyone knows that each race had ulterior motives。 Those forbidden to breed at home sought a place where they can have offspring as they please。 Or take the g'Keks； who tell of persecutors； hounding them throughout the star lanes。〃
〃So humans came to Jijo because folks on Earth weren't sure they'd survive？〃
Ozawa nodded。 〃Oh； we'd made a few friends； who helped Earth get a Library branch。 And having uplifted two client races； we won low…level patron status。 Still； Galactic history doesn't offer much hope for a wolfling race like ours。 We already had enemies。 The Terragens Council knew Earth would be vulnerable for a long time to e。〃
〃So the Tabernacle crew weren't outcasts？〃
Danel ticked a thin smile。 〃A cover story； in case the colonists were caught； so the Council could disavow them as renegades。 In fact； our ancestors were sent to find a hidden refuge for humankind。〃 The sage raised his hands。 〃But where？ Despite rumors； no route is known beyond the Five Galaxies。 Within them； every star is catalogued； many with lease…holders to watch over 'em。 So the Terragens searched the Great Library to see what other races did in our position。
〃Despite flaws； the 'sooner' phenomenon showed promise。〃
Lena shook her head。 '〃There's a lot you're leavin' out。 Like what we're supposed to be doing here； while hiding； if our mission isn't to go down the Path。〃
〃If Lester or the others know； they haven't told me；〃 Danel answered。 〃Maybe we're to sit tight and wait for the universe to change。 Anyway； that hardly matters now。 If our culture's finished； I won't have any part in going on as wretched fragments； whelping kids who will be no more than savage brutes。〃
Jenin started to speak； but then pressed her lips。
〃At least we know Earth has survived a few hundred years；〃 Dwer said。
〃Though the forayers say there's a crisis；〃 Lena noted。 〃With Earth in the middle of it。〃
Danel looked away； his jaw set。
〃Hey；〃 Dwer said； 〃aren't the sky…humans exactly what that Terra Council wanted？ To have a branch of humans off somewhere safe from whatever happens to Earth？ Those guys you met back at the Glade have these Rothen characters to protect them。〃
Danel exhaled。 〃Perhaps； though who knows if they'll remain human under that influence？ The irony of being murdered by cousins seems too much to bear。〃
The sage shook himself； as if shedding cobwebs。
〃Let's prepare that pyre。 If these items cannot serve a civilized tribe of exiled Earthlings； then we can at least do our duty by this world and leave no dross。 Lena； set the timer to go off one day from now； if we don't return。〃
〃Return？〃 Lena looked up from her preparations。 〃I thought we were giving up…〃
She rocked back as the sage whirled； with some of the old fire in his eyes。
〃Who said anything about giving up！ What's the matter with you three？ Look at your faces。 Are you going to let one little setback get you down？〃
A little setback？ Dwer wondered； glancing at the blast scars and shattered trees surrounding the urrish encampment。 〃I don't get it。 You said we can't finish our mission。〃
〃So？〃 Danel Ozawa demanded。 〃We're adaptable。 We'll switch missions！ We're not colonists anymore…so what？
〃We can still be warriors。〃
Rety
THE PRISONERS LAY DEJECTED。 IN MUDDY wallows； necks drooping； already stinking after two days' confinement in the dank pen。 Thirteen urs who would have preferred the arid plateau where they had settled； till a warcraft screeched over their camp without warning； casting lightning； driving the survivors toward Jass and the other hunters waiting with rough ropes。
Thus Kunn had fulfilled his side of a bargain； ridding the hills of a recent； hated urrish infestation。 In return； Jass was to guide Kunn to the site where he and Bom first saw the flying bird…thing。 No one knew why the deal later broke down…why Jass abruptly changed his mind； preferring the robot's caresses over giving the pilot what he wanted。
No one except Rety。
Binni used to say…why defy men； who can beat you if you make them mad？ Use words to nudge and guide the brutes。 Make 'em think it was their idea all along。
But I kept talking back； didn't I？
Well； I finally tried it your way； Binni； and know what？ You were right。 Nothing I could do to Jass could ever hurt him like he's hurting himself； right no