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the surprise which had e upon them because they had not taken the pains to explore around the reservoir。 He would have considered it the least important of his suggestions； but this was the one that caught the group…imagination。 Suddenly everyone was in favor of it； and Ish joined the crowd in vigorous support。 It was better； he felt； to do something…anything to break the lethargy。
Soon he felt himself being more enthusiastic。 His original idea of an 〃expedition〃 had merely been that they should explore the country for a hundred miles or so roundabout； but he found that the others had understood him to envisage something much more。 Soon； his imagination kindling； he went along with them。 In a few minutes everyone was talking of a transcontinental expedition。 〃Lewis…and…Clark in reverse！〃 thought Ish to himself； but he said nothing； knowing that few of those present would know anything about Lewis and Clark。
The talk ran on vigorously：
〃Too long for walking！〃
〃Or dog…teams either！〃
〃Horses would do better； if we had some！〃
〃There're sure to be some over in the big valley。〃
〃Take a long time to catch and break them。〃
As he listened； still another thought crossed Ish's mind。 His old dream； the one which had e again that afternoon！ How did they really know that the Government of the United States had actually failed？ Even if it had； it might have been reconstituted。 It would be small and weak； of course； and might not yet have been able to re…establish touch with the West Coast。 By their own effort they might make the contact。
Another curious feature was that nearly everyone wanted to go！ It was the best evidence you could want as to the way in which people generally…males； at least…were born with itchy feet； always ready to go somewhere else and see new things。 The question became one of elimination。 Ish was ruled out； scarcely being able to put up a good protest； because of his disability where the mountain…lion had clawed him； far back in the Year of the Lions。 George was too old。 Ezra； in spite of his vigorous arguments； was disqualified as being the worst shot of them all and generally the least fitted to take care of himself in the open。 As for the 〃boys；〃 everyone except themselves agreed that they should not leave their wives and young families。 In the end the decision was for Robert and Richard； youngsters； but well able to take care of themselves。 Their mothers； Em and Molly； looked doubtful； but the enthusiasm of the meeting oven…ode their objections。 Robert and Richard were delighted。
The more ticklish questions were really as to the route and the means of transportation。 In the last few years no one had used an automobile； and several once…fine cars stood forlorn and ruinous along San Lupo Drive on hopelessly flat tires； the children used them for playhouses。 The trouble of keeping automobiles going was more work than pleasure； and the roads in all directions had bee so clogged with fallen trees and the bricks of chimneys brought down by the earthquake that there would have been little practical advantage to trying to travel about the city by car； even if you had a workable one。 On top of all that； the younger men had never known the fun of driving a car under good conditions； and so had no interest。 Finally； where would you go if you had a car？ You had no friends to visit in the other part of town； and no movies to go to。 To bring cans and bottles home from the grocery stores； the dog…teams did well enough； and they also served for fishing…expeditions to the bay…shore。
Still； the older ones agreed； it might be possible to get an automobile running again； and to drive it for a considerable distance； even on rotten tires； if you kept the speed down below； say； twenty…five miles an hour。 And that was really traveling； pared with a dog…team！ Fast enough too to take you to New York in a month easily…provided the roads were passable！
That was the other difficult point…the route！ Ish was suddenly at home； bringing into play his old knowledge of geography。 Everything to the east； across the Sierra Nevada； would be pletely blocked by fallen trees and landslides； and the roads to the north would probably be the same。 The best chance would certainly be through the more open country toward the south； actually the route by winch Ish had gone to New York once long before。 The desert roads might still be almost as good as ever。 The Colorado River bridges might still be standing or might have fallen。 ne only way to find out would be to go and see。
His excitement rising； the old road…maps standing out more clearly in his mind； Ish planned the route eastward。 Beyond the Colorado the mountains should not be too difficult； and there were no big rivers for a long way…until you came to the Rio Grande at Albuquerque。 Beyond there； if you could just get through the Sandia Mountains； you had open plateau country； and farther east there would be more and more choice of roads。 （You could still find gasoline in drums； that would be no great problem。） Once on the plains； you should be able to get to the Missouri or the Mississippi； and even across those largest rivers； the high steel bridges should still be in。 good condition； to judge by the Bay Bridge。
〃What an adventure！〃 he burst out。 〃I'd give anything to be able to go！ You must look everywhere for people…not just one or two； but munities。 You must see how other groups are going at solving their'problenis and getting started again。〃
Beyond the Mississippi （he resumed planning the route） it would be hard to say。 That was natural forest country； and the roads might be badly blocked。 On the other hand； fires might have kept the growth down； at least across the old prairie country in Illinois。 All they could do would be to go and find out； if they even got that far； and to make decisions then。
By now the candles were getting well burned down。 The clock。 pointed to ten o'clock； although that was only an approximation。 （Ish checked time once in a while by watching the shadow at noon； and the big clock in his living…room was considered standard for the munity。） But it certainly was a late hour for people who had no electric lights； and so had gradually got arourid to making more and more use of sunlight。
Suddenly the others were all on their feet and taking leave。 When they had gone； Ish and Em sent Robert to bed； and then started to straighten；up the living…room。
Ish felt a nostalgic touch。 Things had changed so much and yet sometimes seemed to have changed not at all！ This might have been away back in the Old Times； and he instead of Robert might have been the youngster just sent upstairs。 He instead of Robert might be the one peeping down through the stairway （as Robert probably was）； seeing his father and mother moving about； emptying cigarette trays； shoving cushions back into place； and generally putting the room to rights so that it would not look too devastating when they came down in the morning。 It furnished a kind of fortable little； domestic interim which rounded off the evening and let your nerves settle down from the buzz of conversation。
When they had finished； they sat on the davenport for a last cigarette。 Ish's mind could not help snapping back to the everung's discussion。 Even though things had not turned out as he had at first planned； still he felt that he had carried a main point。
〃munications；〃 he said。 〃munications…maybe that's the big thing！ Take it anywhere in history。 When a nation or a munity got isolated all by itself； it went conservative and then retrograded。 It got to acting just the way George and Maurine are over there； gathering in all the things out of the past； and freezing just at that point。 That sort of thing； maybe； happened to Egypt and China。 But then when there's contact with some other civilization； everything loosens up again； and gets going。 That's the way it will be with us。〃
She did not say anything； but he knew from the very fact of her silence； that she did not altogether agree。
〃What is it； darling？〃 he asked。
〃Well； you see； I was thinking maybe it wasn't so good for the Indians when they got into munication with the white people； was it？ Or how about all my people on the coast of Africa when they got into contact with the slavers？〃
〃Yes； but maybe that's just my point。 How would we like it if some slavers came over the hill some fine morning； and we had never known they were anywhere around before？ Wouldn't it have been better if the Indians could have sent some scouts over to Europe； and been ready for white men who came with horses and guns？〃
He was pleased that he had countered so cleverly。 After all； her argument had merely been for letting things slide and for living in ignorance。 That kind of philosophy could never win in the long run。 But all she said was： 〃Yes； perhaps； perhaps。〃
〃Do you remember？〃 he went on。 〃I was saying this a long time ago。 We've got to live more creatively； not just as scavengers。 Why； I was saying this way back even at the time our first baby was going to be bom！〃
〃Yes； I remember。 You've said it a great many times！ And still some way or other； it seems to be easier