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diff --git a/32303.txt b/32303.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..d5198a9 --- /dev/null +++ b/32303.txt @@ -0,0 +1,956 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Pastoral Affair, by Charles A. Stearns + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Pastoral Affair + +Author: Charles A. Stearns + +Illustrator: Dick Francis + +Release Date: May 9, 2010 [EBook #32303] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PASTORAL AFFAIR *** + + + + +Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + + + + + PASTORAL AFFAIR + + By CHARLES A. STEARNS + + Illustrated by DICK FRANCIS + +[Transcriber Note: This etext was produced from Galaxy Science Fiction +February 1959. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the +U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] + + +[Sidenote: No wonder Stefanik meant to fight to the last--he wasn't +going to turn his kids over to an old goat like Glinka!] + + +The seaplane cast its silhouette from aloft upon the blue Arabian Sea, +left its white wake across the shallows, and taxied alongside the +ancient stone jetty, clawing into the sandy bottom with its small fore +and after anchors. + +Colonel Glinka stepped out upon the wing, carefully measured the +distance to the jetty, and sprang for it, wetting himself up to the seat +of his voluminous khaki shorts. + +This lonely sandspit, these barren slopes and frowning, ocher cliffs, +the oceanic silence around him, broken by the plaintive cries of +wheeling Caspian terns that were badly in need of laundering, were not, +he thought as he clambered ashore, exactly as one pictures a tropical +paradise. + +And it helped the desolation of his mood not at all that upon these same +arid ridges scores of silent, burnoosed figures watched him as he stood +there, allowing the water to drain from his perforated white oxfords and +all unaware that his vast pith helmet, curiously heavy malacca cane and +formidable fundament cast a centaur's shadow upon the rocks in the later +afternoon sun. + +Colonel Glinka took a pair of green sun goggles from his pocket and put +them on, resolutely hitched up his shorts, assumed the stern yet +conciliatory expression of a hedgehog in mating season, and set off up +the rocky path. + +Ahead of him, the burnoosed ones scrambled nimbly up the slope, looking +over their shoulders, intent upon not missing a thing, yet endeavoring +to keep their distance. But two there had been who either had not seen +him arrive, or did not give a damn, for they suddenly appeared upon the +rise before him, racing down toward the sea with very little regard for +life or limb. + + * * * * * + +In the lead, a brown young man in flying green turban and white duck +trousers appeared to be losing steadily to his pursuer, who, though +swathed from head to food in that featureless native garb of the others, +might yet be identified by subtle conformations as a female. + +Both of them stopped at once upon sighting Colonel Glinka in the +pathway, the female hurriedly retreating to what might be deemed a safer +distance, the young man standing as if petrified, with one foot upraised +and a sun-snarl upon his mottled face, quivering at point. + +"Oh, Effendi," he cried at last, "if you are looking for Aden, then you +are lost, for Aden is five hundred miles that way. And if you are +looking for Cairo--" + +"I am hardly ever lost," Colonel Glinka said, and, eying the young +female, added, "Tell me, what is the name of that rather tasteless game +that you are playing?" + +"No game, Effendi," the brown young man said. "That one chases me every +time I go outside. They are worse than Tuaregs, these people." + +"Are you not a native, then?" + +"I?" The young man placed a hand of scorn upon his breast. "Hadji Abdul +Hakkim ben Salazar? I am Saudi, and a Hadj besides. Say, Joe, have you +got an American cigarette?" + +"A great deal better than that," Colonel Glinka said, proffering an +ornate golden cigarette case. "Try one of these, my boy." + +Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar took two, sniffing them suspiciously. "They are +very brown," he said. + +Less critically, Colonel Glinka lighted one for himself. "You know," he +said, "I was rather hoping that you might direct me to the house of a +very old friend of mine." + +"What handle?" + +"I cannot tell you what name he is presently affecting, but he is a +small, crooked man with a heavy black beard--or, at any rate, he once +had such a beard. I know that he is somewhere on this island; therefore +it will be useless for you to lie to me." + +"Ah, that is the Sidi Doctor Stephens," Abdul said, puffing not too +happily upon his cigarette. "His is the only house upon this island; +also, I am his flunky and so I ought to know." + +"'Stephens' will do," said Colonel Glinka, thwacking him smartly with +the Malacca cane. "Lead on. And you may dispense with the gutter +American dialect. I am not American, and besides I speak Arabic +fluently." + +"But I not so well," Abdul said, "for I was raised in the Kuwait +oil-fields." + +"By whom? A camel breeder?" + +"Socony Vacuum," Abdul said. + +They toiled up the face of the cliff. At once, half a dozen of the +white-robed gallery fell in behind them. When Colonel Glinka stopped and +looked back, they stopped. When he continued upon his way, they +continued. + +"Have they no homes to which to go?" he complained. "Have they nothing +to do?" + +"They are a very backward people, who live in the open," Abdul said. +"They do not work." + +"How, then, do the wretches live? Wall Street charity, I presume." + +"Oh, no, when they are not able to forage, the Sidi Doctor Stephens +feeds them." + +"The reactionary old fool! But you may be sure that they knew how to +work in the old days, before he came." + +"I do not think so." + +"And why, in your ageless wisdom, not?" + +"Because the Sidi Doctor made them," Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar said. + + * * * * * + +Colonel Glinka did not reply, for they had reached the summit of the +path by this time and were looking down upon a small, white villa that +nestled in a green microcosm between the naked chines of the dark, +interior hills. A miniature Eden indeed, thought Colonel Glinka, of figs +and cinnamons, of date palms and patchouli, all enclosed within a high +wire fence. + +They descended, and Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar, with a flourish, produced +a great bronze key and unlocked the iron gate. "The Sidi Doctor," he +said, "will doubtless be in his conservatory, making flowers." + +"A godlike pastime," said Colonel Glinka with heavy irony. "And where +may this hotbed of new life be found?" + +"Over there," Abdul said, pointing toward a narrow, screened, +quonsetlike annex which protruded from the rear of the villa. "Come with +me and I will show you." + +"You will not," Colonel Glinka said, smiting him upon the thigh once +again with the heavy cane. "You will remain here and keep silent." + +"Ouchdammit!" Abdul exclaimed. "You be careful with that thing, Joe, +okay?" + +"_You_ be careful, my boy," Colonel Glinka said and marched swiftly +around the corner of the house, opened the screen door of the +conservatory, and entered. + +Here, amid long, terraced rows of tropical plants, a bearded dwarf in a +green coat crouched before an earthen tray of lilies of the valley, +tranquilly puffing up a massive, tobacco-stained meerschaum. He did not +look up at the sound of the intruder, for he was engaged in a delicate +business, the transfer of pollen from corolla to corolla with a +toothpick. + +"So you are, after all, only a minor god," Colonel Glinka said. + +"I heard your plane and I watched you come up the path," the black +bearded little man said. "Glinka, is it not?" + +"You remembered me!" Colonel Glinka, quite affectedly, removed his +goggles and dabbed at his eye with a perfumed handkerchief. "A humble +policeman, a fat little nobody, to be remembered by the great Dr. +Stefanik who was once our greatest scientist--yes, our most brilliant +geneticist--do not shake your head. Let me see, was it Ankara where last +we met? Yes, eight years ago in Ankara. You got away from me in Ankara. +I was so ashamed, Comrade, that I cried." + +"Nine years," the other corrected. "For one remembers a mad dog. And do +not call me 'comrade,' Comrade. You know that I was never anything other +than a simple Cossack." + +"And, as such, invariably troublesome to us," Colonel Glinka said. "Yet +you were our white hope, Comrade Stefanik. We might have led the world, +I am told, in organics as we now lead in physics. I have read all of +your books upon the fascinating subject of chromosomic change and the +morphology of rats. It was required reading for those of us who were +assigned to you. Most interesting, though I confess I did not understand +all of it." + + * * * * * + +Dr. Stefanik got slowly to his feet. His back was now revealed to be so +cruelly deformed that his black beard curled against his smock, and he +walked with a shuffling, crablike motion as he limped over to pick up a +small rubber irrigation hose. + +"Why did you leave us, Comrade Stefanik?" asked Colonel Glinka. "Why +shame us, discredit your government, by running away?" + +"I did not like it there," Dr. Stefanik said. + +"We knew, of course, that you were on the verge of some great discovery, +some new process, perhaps, of controlling human development. A genetical +means, our biologists tell me, which might have made us all supermen, +tall and brilliant, and immune to disease. A race of Pavlovs and +Stakhanovs. Do you deny this?" + +Dr. Stefanik merely sucked upon his pipe calmly, twisted a valve half +hidden in the greenery. A spray of brilliant green liquid emerged from +the nozzle of the hose, bathing the plants in a gentle emerald mist. + +"It is true," he said at last, "that I had experimented in those days +with a new process of alloploidy." + +"And what is that?" + +"Alloploidy is the manipulation of chromosomic patterns which allows us +to superimpose the character of our most perfect specimens upon those of +less fortunate hereditary traits within the species." + +"I see," said Colonel Glinka, who had not really quite seen. "Exactly. A +super-race, to rule the world. Imagine, Comrade!" + +"Only super-rats and the like," Dr. Stefanik told him calmly, "for you +may go home and tell them that I have never seen fit to experiment with +human beings, Glinka, and I never will." + +"_I_ tell them _that_?" Colonel Glinka cried. "Would I dare? Oh, no, you +must tell them yourself. That is why you will have to return with me." + +"Never!" + +Colonel Glinka sighed prodigiously. "I am afraid that our country is +going to be dogs-in-the-manger in this matter," he said. "You see, we +are a jealous people by nature, and if we cannot have you, no one +shall." And, deliberately, he laid the Malacca cane across his left arm, +so that its tip was pointed squarely at Dr. Stefanik and the sinister +round hole there clearly revealed to him. + +"How melodramatic that is," Dr. Stefanik said. + +"I know it," said Colonel Glinka, "but you must remember that the +customs officials in this part of the world are exceedingly tiresome +about firearms. This little gem, now, is quite discreet, and very +accurate, and it will shoot you three times before you can say 'Never.' +Will you not change your mind?" + +"No." + +"I _did_ so want to become tall and brilliant," Colonel Glinka said +regretfully, and he started to press the handle of the cane. + +[Illustration] + +"We are as tall as we stand," said Dr. Stefanik, and, swiftly focusing +the nozzle of the irrigation hose to a thin stream, squirted the +stinging green fluid in Colonel Glinka's right and left eye. + + * * * * * + +"I know that you are in here somewhere!" Colonel Glinka yelped. "Be +assured that I shall find you, Comrade, and when I do, it will not be +pleasant for you! Oh, my--no, indeed!" + +His eyes were red and streaming. He wiped them with the lavender-scented +handkerchief, got down upon his hands and knees and started to crawl +along the terraced rows of tropical plants, looking under each bench as +he came to it. When he had reached the end, he turned and crawled up the +other side. + +At the far end of the conservatory, he stood up with a baffled grunt. "I +know that you are in here," he said. + +Something tickled the back of his neck. He whirled like a Dervish, but +found only a drooping, blood-red plant like nothing ever created by +nature confronting him. + +"I am getting jumpy," Colonel Glinka growled. "A little jumpy in my +business is good, but too much is bad for the health." And he went, +straightway, and closed the back door of the conservatory and dragged a +heavy rack of trailing orchids in front of it, humming a furious little +march from _The Guardsman_ as he worked. + +"You must know," he said loudly, "that I do not altogether believe you, +Stefanik, when you imply that you have abandoned this research. Nor will +they. For who, then, are these degenerate wretches who stand upon the +hills and gawk at us, and why must you feed them? I know that they were +not created by you, but it is possible that they are paid to be your +guinea pigs. Perhaps you are all in the pay of the British. Am I right?" + +He listened. There was no answer. + +Completing his examination of the conservatory, he entered the main +villa and searched it thoroughly, as he had been trained to do, looking +in every cupboard and closet and under the beds. + +When he had exhausted these hiding places, he left by the front door and +closed it after him, with a narrow, jamming wedge that he had made of +half a lead pencil. + +There were many places to hide in the garden, but Colonel Glinka took +them one by one, glancing behind him from time to time in order to make +certain that he was not being followed around and around the house in a +grim sort of Maypole dance. + +"I know that you are out here, Comrade," he said. + +Presently he had arrived back where he had started, sweating profusely, +and was about to retrace the entire circuit when he caught a glimpse of +something moving in the undergrowth of patchouli near the gate. He aimed +the Malacca cane and pressed a part of its handle with his thumb. A +bullet whined off the steel gatepost. + +"Stop there, my friend!" he commanded. + +Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar slowly rose from the bushes with his hands high +above his head. + +"You got me, Joe," he said. + + * * * * * + +The gate was wide open; Stefanik's route of escape now painfully +obvious. + +Colonel Glinka stared thoughtfully up at the darkening ridges where the +sun set in that sanguinary glory observable only in these latitudes, and +the dusk crept swiftly up from the seaward-reaching ravines. + +"So," Colonel Glinka said. "That is where he has gone, thinking to elude +me forever. But you--" he waggled the cane at Abdul, who was already +shaking his head in the negative--"will lead me to him. You know his +habits, and, what is more, you are almost certainly familiar with every +hiding place on this island, since it is your whim to be chased all over +it by the females." + +"Too dark, Effendi," Abdul said. "If we go out now, they will not only +chase us; they will catch us, for they are able to see very well in the +dark." + +"_Who_ will catch us?" + +"These people. They are worse than Tuaregs. For all I know, they may be +descended from the Tuaregs, and everyone knows that a Tuareg would as +soon cut a man's throat as kiss the hem of his burnoose." + +"So now they are Tuaregs." Colonel Glinka nodded, with a slow, ferocious +smile. "Yet you have hinted that they are the spawn of Comrade +Stefanik's genius, the children of genetical science, stamped with 'Made +in the Seychelles' upon their bottoms. Perhaps they were grown in the +conservatory, from Tuareg seed." + +Abdul grimaced. "I do not remember saying that, though sometimes I say +things that I don't remember later. Perhaps they are not Tuaregs, then. +To tell the truth, they were already living here when I came to work for +the Sidi Doctor Stephens, and so naturally I thought that he had made +them, for there were no people upon this island in the old days. Only +the seabirds and a few wild goats, perhaps." + +Colonel Glinka clasped his hand to his forehead. "Stop, stop, or I shall +go mad!" + +Abdul Hakkim obediently sat down and crossed his legs, starting to light +the second of the very bad cigarettes that he had cadged. + +"What are you doing?" Colonel Glinka said softly. + +"Nothing, Effendi." + +"Get up! Get up and get moving, my boy, or make your peace with Allah! +Did you suppose for one moment that I had forgotten what we were talking +about?" + + * * * * * + +It was quite dark by the time they had reached the summit of the ridge, +but Colonel Glinka still marched along behind Abdul, high good humor +restored, prodding him from time to time with the Malacca cane and +lecturing him upon social equalities and other Party doctrine. + +"Are we nearly there?" he would interrupt himself to ask from time to +time. + +"I do not know." + +"Call out, then." + +"I am afraid." + +A savage poke with the cane, a war whoop from Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar. +No answer. + +"We'll get him," Colonel Glinka would say. "Oh, my, yes." + +But an hour had passed and still they had encountered no living thing +upon the path. + +At last Abdul stopped abruptly. They were in a little, narrow ravine, +high above the sea, with looming red cliffs all about them, and the +booming of the surf upon the distant, windward shore of the island +plainly audible. + +"Why have we stopped here?" Colonel Glinka said, bumping into him. + +"Look there, Effendi!" Abdul whispered, gesturing toward a ledge not ten +yards above their heads, where a burnoosed figure stood looking down +upon them. + +"And there--and there--and there!" Abdul pointed at other little ledges +where similar ghostly sentries stood, barely visible in the gloom. + +Colonel Glinka looked behind him and saw that there were others that +they had passed within a very few feet of, standing upon every shelf and +ledge that afforded a foot-hold above the trail. Dozens and dozens of +them. + +"Maybe we had better scram out of here, Joe," Abdul suggested. + +"I perceive that you are trying to frighten me," Colonel Glinka said. +"It won't work." + +A stone rattled behind them. + +"What was that?" Colonel Glinka demanded, turning around quickly. "Who's +there?" + + * * * * * + +Something moved in the shadows, edging into the deeper shadows of the +rocks. It was the pursuing female of earlier that afternoon. + +Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar, in deep, abdominal disgust, groaned. + +"Come here, you!" Colonel Glinka commanded. "Come on over here. Don't be +afraid, my little one--I won't hurt you." + +She advanced ever so little, a shapeless white wraith attracted by the +syrup in his voice. He took one step forward. Carefully she retreated a +step. + +"Come now," Colonel Glinka said. "Surely it is time that we met. For you +may as well know that I am now the master of this island. Now and +forevermore, so far as you are concerned, my child. Perhaps I may let +you help me clear up a little of its mystery." + +She kept a maddening five or six feet between them, somehow. He could +not lessen the distance without alarming her. And so he balanced himself +upon the balls of his feet and lunged. + +She gave a little cry, stumbled and fell, rolling over and over into a +dark little depression beside the path as he clutched at her robe. The +garment, still in his hand, unwound easily, peeling her very much like +an apple. + +"I beg your pardon," Colonel Glinka said, scrambling after her upon his +hands and knees, groping for her with outstretched arms. "I beg--" His +hand touched something which might have been her ankle. He seized it, +held it for a moment, and then, shuddering, let it go, drawing back his +hand as if it had been stabbed. By now the night was quite dark. + +Colonel Glinka scrambled to his feet, half instinctively raised the +deadly Malacca cane. + +"Don't do it, Joe!" cried Abdul, coming up from behind him and shoving +him hard. + +The shot went wild, but the sound of it, echoing up and down the ravine, +started an ominous, new sound, the growing, staccato murmur of many +voices, a rattling of stones, a hundred different movements in the +blackness. + +Colonel Glinka fired the last bullet more wildly still, hurled the +Malacca cane at them, and ran. + + * * * * * + +Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar, who had been many leaps ahead of him, arrived +breathless at the front gate of the villa, opened it, dived through, +locked it behind him, and threw himself upon the grass to catch his +breath. + +There was a cheerful glow in the darkness. The slight, grotesque figure +of Dr. Stefanik and his pipe emerged from the shadows. + +"Ah," Abdul breathed, "where were you, Sidi, when I was out there dying +for you?" + +"Hiding up the tallest cinnamon tree, like a monkey," Dr. Stefanik said. + +They sat there upon the grass for a long while in companionable silence, +heeding the sounds of the night, which was balmy and infinitely +peaceful. + +There came a high-pitched, long-drawn-out scream from somewhere on the +ridge. + +"They got him," Abdul said. + +"And now they will pluck him, I suppose," said Dr. Stefanik. "There, by +the way, is a thing that even _I_ have never completely understood about +them. Their insatiable curiosity, of course, is a vestigial trait that +will pass, but this other drive, I fear, this rather alarming passion +that they have shown for the up-breeding of the species may be some +universal of life itself that no man may touch or alter." + +Down the path from the ridge, a small, white-robed figure came running, +far ahead of the others, bent upon her own schemes of evolution. + +Abdul crouched lower in the shadows. "That one makes even the heart of a +man swell within his breast," he whispered, "for she does not ever give +up." + +"That no man may touch," Dr. Stefanik repeated, and nodded his shaggy +head wisely. "As an idealist, I may have given them shoes and +enlightenment, but I did not give them this, and so they are not +altogether mine. _His_ kind still professes to believe in the common +denominator and the common level, seeking to drag down the few from +their gilt palaces and haul up the masses from the muck. Tell me, as a +Hadj who is, at the same time, undoubtedly vermin-ridden, do _you_ +believe in the equality of men--or can you honestly wish it?" + +"All of us to be Effendis?" + +"Something like that." + +Abdul Hakkim ben Salazar thought about it for a time with furrowed brow. +"No, Sidi," he said at last, "for then there would be no one to chase +us." + +The female stopped, knelt in the path. + +"What is she doing now?" Dr. Stefanik asked. + +"She is taking off her shoes, in order to run faster than me." + +"'... And cattle after their kind, and every thing that creepeth upon +the earth after his kind'! And yet you told Glinka _I_ made them!" + +"Ah, but not out of _what_, Sidi," Abdul said. + +The female, with a hopeful little bleat, arose and tucked her shoes +under her arm, for youth is hope and kids will be kids, and off she +went, clip-clop, clip-clop, down the rocky path to the sea. + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Pastoral Affair, by Charles A. 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