XVIII

Часть 6
[ Часть 6. Глава 19. ]

“You beat them almost singlehanded, ” Barbara said when he came around the wire fence to join her and the Lizard POWs.

“I like to play, ” he answered. Lowering his voice, he added, “And this isn’t near as tough a game as I’m used to. ”

“You certainly made it look easy, ” she said.

“Make the plays and it does look easy, like anything else, ” he said. “Mess them up and you make people think nobody could ever play it right. God knows I’ve done that often enough, too-otherwise I wouldn’t have been in the bush leagues all those years. ”

“How can you hit a round ball with a round stick and have it go so far? ” Ristin asked. “It seems impossible. ”

“It’s a bat, not a stick, ” Yeager answered. “As to how you hit it, it takes practice. ” He’d let the Lizards swing at easy tosses a few times. They choked way up on the bat; they were only about the size of ten-year-olds. Even so, they had trouble making contact.

“Come on, ” somebody called. “Picnic’s starting. ”

It wasn’t a proper picnic, to Yeager’s way of thinking: no fire for wieners, just sandwiches and some beer. But the MPs and air raid wardens would have come down on them like a ton of bricks-if Lizard bombers hadn’t already used the point of flame as a target for some of their explosive goodies.

The sandwiches were tasty: ham and roast beef on home-baked bread. And the Coors brewery was close enough to Denver that even horse-drawn wagons brought enough into town to keep people happy. The beer wasn’t as cold as Sam would have liked, but he’d grown up in the days before iceboxes were universal, and falling back to those days wasn’t too hard for him.

The breeze kicked up as the sun went down. Yeager wouldn’t have minded a fire then, not at all: Denver nights got chilly in a hurry. Ullhass and Ristin felt it worse than he did; they put on the heavy wool sweaters they’d had knotted around their skinny, scaly waists. The sky got dark in a hurry, too, once the sun slipped behind the Rockies. Stars glittered brightly in the midnight-blue bowl of the heavens.

The ballplayers were used to having the Lizard POWs around. One of them pointed up to the points of light in the sky and asked, “Hey, Ristin, which one of those do you come from? ”

“It is behind Tosev-your star for this world, ” Ristin answered. “You cannot see it now. ”

“The Lizards come from the second planet of Tau Ceti, ” Yeager said. “They’ve got their hooks on the second planet of Epsilon Eridani and the first planet of Epsilon Indi. We were next on the list. ”

“Those are the names of stars? ” said the fellow who’d asked Ristin where he was from. “I’ve never heard of any of ’em. ”

“I hadn’t, either, not till the Lizards came, ” Sam answered. “I grew up on a farm, too-I thought I knew stars like the back of my hand. I knew the Dippers and Orion and the Dogs and the zodiac and things like that, but there’s a lot more sky than I ever figured on. And Epsilon Indi’s like the Southern Cross-too far south to see from here. ”

“So what’re these places like? ” the man asked.

“Tosev is hotter and brighter than the sun-the sun of Home, I mean, ” Ristin said. “Rabotev-what you call Epsilon Eridani”-he hissed the name-“is like our sun, but Halless, Epsilon Indi”-another hiss-“is cooler and more orange. Next to any of the worlds the Race rules, Tosev 3 is cold and wet and not very comfortable. ” He gave a theatrical shiver.

“The sun’s a type-G star, a yellow one, ” Yeager added. “So is Tau Ceti but it’s at the cool end of the G range and the sun’s at the warm end. Epsilon Eridani’s at the warm end of the K range, which is the next one over from G, and Epsilon Indi’s a little fellow at the cool end of that range. ”

“How much of this stuff did you know before you started riding herd on the Lizards there? ” somebody asked slyly.

“Some; not all, ” Yeager said. “If I hadn’t known some, I would have been lost-but then, if I hadn’t known some, I wouldn’t have gotten the job in the first place. ” He added, “I’ve learned a heck of a lot since then, too. ” He would have made that stronger if Barbara hadn’t been sitting on the grass beside him.

She reached out and squeezed his hand. “I’m proud of how much you know, ” she said. He grinned like a fool. Till Barbara, he’d never known a woman who gave a damn how smart he was-and precious few men, either. If a ballplayer read books on the train or the bus, he got tagged “Professor, ” and it wasn’t the sort of nickname you wanted to have.

He climbed to his feet. “Come on, Ullhass, Ristin-time to take you back to your nice heated room. ” The adjective got the Lizards moving in a hurry, as it usually did. Sam chuckled under his breath. He’d always figured white men knew more than Indians, because Columbus had found America and the Indians hadn’t discovered Europe. By that standard, the Lizards knew more than people: Sam might have flown to far planets in his mind, but the Lizards had come here for real. All the same, though, the gap wasn’t so wide that he couldn’t manipulate them.

“So long, Sam. ” “See you in the morning. ” “Way to play today, Slugger. ” The ballplayers said their good-byes. The pitcher off whom he’d homered and singled added, “I’ll get you next time-or maybe we’ll be on the same side and I won’t have to worry about it. ”

“They like you, ” Barbara remarked as they picked their way across the dark University of Denver campus with Ristin and Ullhass.

Keeping an eye on them made his answer come slower than would have otherwise: “Why shouldn’t they like me? I’m a regular guy; I get along with people pretty well. ”

Now Barbara walked along silently for a while. At last she said, “When I would go out with Jens, it was always as if we were on the outside looking in, not part of the crowd. This is different. I like it. ”