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-And Arnanda-who-sees' Her face -,re\,k verv still. "That's one thinL,
Arnanda-\vho-sccs isn't able to see." She ,,topped and turned to face him.
"Oh, hut I trust Amanda-\,\h(,lO\eS-VOLI. Don't VOL) trust her, too'? She
trusts you." 'Always." He smiled down at her. "I always trust her. fir,,t and
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Thev went back to walking again. "Do you have any idea at all of how lorilg
you'll he here'!" asked Amanda after a moment.
He shook his head. "I'm at the point now where I'm beginning to pull strings
together in my own mind." "Which strings'?" "I think, mainly, the strings to
Western and Eastern thinking. in spite of the three hundred years the race has
been on worlds beyond Old Earth, those two schools of human thought still need
to be reconciled in lots of ways. Then, there're the strinps to the past, to
the present, and the future, to be brought togcth@r: and the strings to the
real universe and the Creative Universe. Many, many strings. Too many.
actually, to hope I could pull them all together, here and now. All I can hope
is to tic enough of them in with each other so I can move up the line and
begin tying in the rest." "But you do feel I was on the right track, bringing
you here'?" said Amanda. "Yes," he answered. "There's something necessary to
be learned in this place, at this time. Something I need, in this whole idea
of a second Chantry Guild and particularly in Jathed's I-aw. I've (,of to
understand that Law, understand it absolutely. But you know, there're probably
other things I don't recognize yet as important to everything I work for, that
are here, too, and need takino into account. hcre was a researcher once, long
ago. who said that whenever a source or a reference was really needed, it*(l
manifest itself out of the continuum. And centuries auO, back in the old days
of magazines, editors used to talk about the fact that all of I sudden a
number of writers would sirnultancousl@ submit stories about the same
idea-wr;ters who in many cases didn't even know each other. Then, of' course,
there're the historical facts about important inventions, or technological
advances, appearing at the hands Of two or more entire]\,, separate inventors
or workers, at almost the same tinic-and aFOuirients about Who Caine LIP with
Ahat first. "I don't see how simUltaneltv like that tics, into vour problem,"
said Amanda. "Oh, sorrv," said Hal. -You're the only person who hits to suffer
this fi@orn me-1 oet to thinking out loud around vou. What I'm driving at is
that I have to go on the premise that wherever I am there may be historically
important forces at work in making me see what I see. Forces I should
recognize-m
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things like Old Man, Artur, or even the little girl, Cee."
Amanda 1rowned. "I don't see any connection, myself, between any of' thoso,
people and what you're after," she said. "But now we're in your work area. not
mine. Anywav . . ."
She stopped, turned to him anol reached up to put her arnis around his neck
and kiss him. "I've got to get moving," she said. "It's a good two days' walk
to the little town I want to go to first; and part of today has already been
used up." "Does it make all that much difference' said Hal wistfully.
"You, of all people, to say that!" replied Amanda, starting to lead them back
to where Amid and Simon waited for them. "How would you like it it'you got to
a town Just one hour too late to save sorneone's life''"' "Yes," said Hal. "Of
course. You're right. But that can*t he something that happens often-never
mind. You're quite right. It' it only happens once, that*s reason enough for
not wastinp time. "
He smiled at her. "But there's a human firnit to the amount ot'help anyone can
give," he said.
-You say that"" She linked arms with him and they went back in a shared
silence that, though warm, was both deep and thoughtf'4 and still in it.
returned to the small building that was the Guildmaster's main office.
CHAPTER
20
Over the weeks that he had now been at the Chantry Guild, Hal's sitting by the
pond to watch the sun rise when he was not walkino in the circle at that time
had become a ritual. Seated, he unchained his rnind to its own ways of
abstracting his thoughts; ways that produced inner thoughts and visions also.
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