Fantastic Stories Presents the Imagination (Stories of Science and Fantasy) Super Pack. Edmond Hamilton

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СКАЧАТЬ An elderly woman in a shapeless wrapper studied them impassively.

      “Security,” Gross said, showing his card. “We wish to see Professor Thomas.”

      “Why?”

      “Government business.” He glanced at Kramer.

      Kramer stepped forward. “I was a pupil of the Professor’s,” he said. “I’m sure he won’t mind seeing us.”

      The woman hesitated uncertainly. Gross stepped into the doorway. “All right, mother. This is war time. We can’t stand out here.”

      The two Security agents followed him, and Kramer came reluctantly behind, closing the door. Gross stalked down the hall until he came to an open door. He stopped, looking in. Kramer could see the white corner of a bed, a wooden post and the edge of a dresser.

      He joined Gross.

      In the dark room a withered old man lay, propped up on endless pillows. At first it seemed as if he were asleep; there was no motion or sign of life. But after a time Kramer saw with a faint shock that the old man was watching them intently, his eyes fixed on them, unmoving, unwinking.

      “Professor Thomas?” Gross said. “I’m Commander Gross of Security. This man with me is perhaps known to you—”

      The faded eyes fixed on Kramer.

      “I know him. Philip Kramer…. You’ve grown heavier, boy.” The voice was feeble, the rustle of dry ashes. “Is it true you’re married now?”

      “Yes. I married Dolores French. You remember her.” Kramer came toward the bed. “But we’re separated. It didn’t work out very well. Our careers—”

      “What we came here about, Professor,” Gross began, but Kramer cut him off with an impatient wave.

      “Let me talk. Can’t you and your men get out of here long enough to let me talk to him?”

      Gross swallowed. “All right, Kramer.” He nodded to the two men. The three of them left the room, going out into the hall and closing the door after them.

      The old man in the bed watched Kramer silently. “I don’t think much of him,” he said at last. “I’ve seen his type before. What’s he want?”

      “Nothing. He just came along. Can I sit down?” Kramer found a stiff upright chair beside the bed. “If I’m bothering you—”

      “No. I’m glad to see you again, Philip. After so long. I’m sorry your marriage didn’t work out.”

      “How have you been?”

      “I’ve been very ill. I’m afraid that my moment on the world’s stage has almost ended.” The ancient eyes studied the younger man reflectively. “You look as if you have been doing well. Like everyone else I thought highly of. You’ve gone to the top in this society.”

      Kramer smiled. Then he became serious. “Professor, there’s a project we’re working on that I want to talk to you about. It’s the first ray of hope we’ve had in this whole war. If it works, we may be able to crack the yuk defenses, get some ships into their system. If we can do that the war might be brought to an end.”

      “Go on. Tell me about it, if you wish.”

      “It’s a long shot, this project. It may not work at all, but we have to give it a try.”

      “It’s obvious that you came here because of it,” Professor Thomas murmured. “I’m becoming curious. Go on.”

      *

      After Kramer finished the old man lay back in the bed without speaking. At last he sighed.

      “I understand. A human mind, taken out of a human body.” He sat up a little, looking at Kramer. “I suppose you’re thinking of me.”

      Kramer said nothing.

      “Before I make my decision I want to see the papers on this, the theory and outline of construction. I’m not sure I like it.—For reasons of my own, I mean. But I want to look at the material. If you’ll do that—”

      “Certainly.” Kramer stood up and went to the door. Gross and the two Security Agents were standing outside, waiting tensely. “Gross, come inside.”

       They filed into the room.

      “Give the Professor the papers,” Kramer said. “He wants to study them before deciding.”

      Gross brought the file out of his coat pocket, a manila envelope. He handed it to the old man on the bed. “Here it is, Professor. You’re welcome to examine it. Will you give us your answer as soon as possible? We’re very anxious to begin, of course.”

      “I’ll give you my answer when I’ve decided.” He took the envelope with a thin, trembling hand. “My decision depends on what I find out from these papers. If I don’t like what I find, then I will not become involved with this work in any shape or form.” He opened the envelope with shaking hands. “I’m looking for one thing.”

      “What is it?” Gross said.

      “That’s my affair. Leave me a number by which I can reach you when I’ve decided.”

      Silently, Gross put his card down on the dresser. As they went out Professor Thomas was already reading the first of the papers, the outline of the theory.

      *

      Kramer sat across from Dale Winter, his second in line. “What then?” Winter said.

      “He’s going to contact us.” Kramer scratched with a drawing pen on some paper. “I don’t know what to think.”

      “What do you mean?” Winter’s good-natured face was puzzled.

      “Look.” Kramer stood up, pacing back and forth, his hands in his uniform pockets. “He was my teacher in college. I respected him as a man, as well as a teacher. He was more than a voice, a talking book. He was a person, a calm, kindly person I could look up to. I always wanted to be like him, someday. Now look at me.”

      “So?”

      “Look at what I’m asking. I’m asking for his life, as if he were some kind of laboratory animal kept around in a cage, not a man, a teacher at all.”

      “Do you think he’ll do it?”

      “I don’t know.” Kramer went to the window. He stood looking out. “In a way, I hope not.”

      “But if he doesn’t—”

      “Then we’ll have to find somebody else. I know. There would be somebody else. Why did Dolores have to—”

      The vidphone rang. Kramer pressed the button.

      “This is Gross.” The heavy features formed. “The old man called me. Professor Thomas.”

      “What did he say?” He knew; he could tell already, by the sound СКАЧАТЬ