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ules fo universal survival that the city people break。〃
〃How did it begin…this separation； I mean； between the two groups？ Plies asked。
〃We'll probably never know；〃 Jason said。 〃I think your people mu5 have originally been farmers； or psionic sensitives who were not wit＇ the others during some natural disaster。 They would of course act coi rectly by Pyrran standards； and survive。 This would cause a differenc of opinion with the city people who saw killing as the answer。 It obvious； whatever the reason； that two separate munities were e~
tablished early； and soon separated except for the limited amount of barter that benefited both。〃
〃I still can't believe it；〃 Kerk mumbled。 〃It mak~s a terrible kind of truth； every step of the way； but I still find it hard to accept。 There must be another explanation。〃
Jason shook his head slowly。 〃None。 This is the only one that works。 We've eliminated the other ones； remember？ I can't blame you for finding it hard to believe； since it is in direct opposition to everything you've understood to be true in the past。 It's like altering a natural law。 As if I gave you proof that gravity didn't really exist； that it was a force altogether different from the immutable one we know； one you could get around when you understood how。 You'd want more proof than words。 Probably want to see someone walking on air。〃
〃Which isn't such a bad idea at that；〃 he added； turning to Naxa。 〃Do you hear any animals around the ship now？ Not the ones you're used to； but the mutated； violent kind that live only to attack the city。〃
〃Place's crawling with 'em；〃 Naxa said。 〃Just lookin' for somethin' t' kill。〃
〃Could you capture one？〃 Jason asked。 〃Without getting yourself killed； I mean。〃
Naxa snorted contempt as he turned to leave。 〃Beast's not born yet； that'll hurt me。〃
They stood quietly； each one wrapped tightly around by his own thoughts； while they waited for Naxa to return。 Jason had nothing more to say。 He would do one more thing to try and convince them of the facts； after that it would be up to each of them to reach a conclusion。
The talker returned quickly with a stingwing； tied by one leg to a length of leather。 It flapped and shrieked and he carried it in。
〃In the middle of the room； away from everybody；〃 Jason told him。 〃Can you get that beast to sit on something and not flap around？〃
〃My hand good enough；〃 he asked； flipping the creature up so it clung to the back of his gauntlet。 〃That's how I caught it。〃
〃Does anyone doubt that this is a real stingwing？〃 Jason asked。 〃I want to make sure you all believe there is no trickery here。〃
〃The thing is real；〃 Brucco said。 〃I can smell the poison in the wing claws from here。〃 He pointed to the dark marks on the leather where the liquid had dripped。 〃If that eats through the gloves； he's a dead man。〃
〃Then we agree it's real；〃 Jason said。 〃Real and deadly； and the only test of the theory will be if you people from the city can approach it like Naxa here。〃
They drew back automatically when he said it。 Because they knew
that stingwing was synonymous with death。 Past； present and future You don't change a natural law。 Meta spoke for all of them。
〃We…can't。 This man lives in the jungle； like an animal himsell Somehow he's learned to get near them。 But you can't expect us to。〃
Jason spoke quickly； before the talker could react to the insult。 〃C
course I expect you to。 That's the whole idea。 If you don't hate the bea~ and expect it to attack you…why it won't。 Think of it as a creature fror
a different planet； something harmless。〃
〃I can't；〃 she said。 〃It's a stingwing！〃
As they talked； Bnicco stepped forward； his eyes fixed steadily o the creature perched on the glove。 Jason signaled the bowmen to hol their fire。 Brucco stopped at a safe distance and kept looking steadily c the stingwing。 It rustled its leathery wings uneasily and hissed。 drop of poison formed at the tip of each great poison claw on its wing The control room was filled with a deadly silence。
Slowly he raised his hand。 Carefully putting it out； over the anima The hand dropped a little； rubbed the stingwings head once； then fe。 back to his side。 The animal did nothing except stir slightly under th touch。
There was a concerted sigh； as those who had been unknowingl holding their breath； breathed again。
〃How did you do it？〃 Meta asked in a hushed voice。
〃Hmm； what？〃 Brucco said； apparently snapping out of a daze。 〃01 touching the thing。 Simple； really。 I just pretended it was one of di training aids I use； a realistic and harmless duplicate。 I kept my mm on that single thought and it worked。〃 He looked down at his ham then back to the stingwing。 His voice was quieter now； as if he spol from a distance。 〃It's not a training aid； you know。 It's real。 Deadl：
The off…worlder is right。 He's right about everything he said。〃
With Brucco's success as an example； Kerk came close to the anima He walked stiffly； as if on the way to his execution； and runnels
sweat poured down his rigid face。 But he believed and kept his though directed away from the stingwing and he could touch it unharmed。
Meta tried but couldn't fight down the horror it raised when si came close。 〃I am trying；〃 she said； 〃and I do believe you now…hi I just can't do it。〃
Skop screamed when they all looked at him； shouted it was all a tric＇
and had to be clubbed unconscious when he attacked the bowmen。 Understanding had e to Pyrnis。
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〃What do we do now？〃 Meta asked。 Her voice was troubled； questioning。 She voiced the thoughts of all the Pyrrans in the room； and the thousands who watched in their screens。
〃What will we do？〃 They turned to Jason； waiting for an answer。 For the moment their differences were forgotten。 The people from the city were staring expectantly at him； as were the crossbowmen with half…lowered weapons。 This stranger had confused and changed the old world they had known； and presented them with a newer and stranger one； with alien problems。
〃Hold on；〃 he said； raising his hand。 〃I'm no doctor of social ills。 I'm not going to try and cure this planet full of musclebound sharpshooters。 I've just squeezed through up to now； and by the law of averages I should be ten times dead。〃
〃Even if all you say is true； Jason；〃 Meta said； 〃you are still the only person who can help us。 What will the future be like？〃
Suddenly weary； Jason slumped into the pilot's chair。 He glanced around at the circle of people。 They seemed sincere。 None of them even appeared to have noticed that he no longer had his hand on the pump switch。 For the moment； at least； the war between city and country was forgotten。
〃I'll give you my conclusions；〃 Jason said； twisting in the chair； trying to find a fortable position for his aching bones。 〃I've been doing a lot of thinking the last day or two； searching for the answer。 The very first thing I realized； was that the perfect and logical solution wouldn't do at all。 I'm afraid the old ideal of the lion lying down with the lamb doesn't work out in practice。 About all it does is make a fast lunch for the lion。 Ideally； now that you all know the real causes of your trouble； you should tear down the perimeter and have the city and forest people mingled in brotherly love。 Makes just as pretty a picture as the one of lion and lamb。 And would undoubtedly have the same result。 Someone would remember how really filthy the grubbers are； or how stupid junkmen can be； and there would be a fresh corpse cooling。 The fight would
spread and the victors would be eaten by the wildlife that swarmed over the undefended perimeter。 No； the answer isn't that easy。〃
As the Pyrrans listened to him； they realized where they were and glanced around uneasily。 The guards raised their crossbows again and the prisoners stepped back to the wall and looked surly。
〃See what I mean？〃 Jason asked。 〃Didn't take long； did it？〃 They al＇ looked a little sheepish at their unthinking reactions。
〃If we're going to find a decent plan for the future； we'll have to takc inertia into consideration。 Mental inertia； for one。 Just because you know a thing is true in theory； doesn't make it true in fact。 The barbaric religions of primitive worlds hold not a germ of scientific fact； though they claim to explain all。 Yet if one of these savages has all the logica＇ ground for his beliefs taken away； he doesn't stop believing。 He theii calls his mistaken beliefs 'faith' because he knows they are right。 Aml he knows they are right because he has faith。 This is an unbreakablc circle of false logic that can't be touched。 In reality； it is plain menta＇ inertia。 A case of thinking 'what always was' will also 'always be。' Anc not wanting to blast the thinking patterns out of the old rut。
〃Mental inertia alone is not going to cause trouble…there is culturai inertia too。 Some of you in this room believe my conclusions and woulc like to change。 But will all your people change？ The unthinking ones； the habit…ridden； reflex…formed people who know what is now； will al ways be。 They'll act like a drag on whatever plans you make； whatevei attempts you undertake to progress with the new knowledge you have。'
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