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“Yes,” Arduin amplified. “The last of the supply caches is in place. And I’ve managed to arrange for the transfer of the remainder of the units whose commanders I can be sure of. There’ll be a resistance fleet operating in the asteroids when you return.” A fresh wave of anguish crossed his blunt features; he was discovering what it was to serve two masters, and it was anathema to him. When he spoke, it was to blurt out the final appeal that Varien had known he must make. “Varien, you don’t need to do this! Turn the new drive over to the government! Maybe we can still put it to use, stop the Korvaasha before…” “We’ve been over this ground already, Arduin,” Varien interrupted, his voice unwontedly gentle. “Many times, in fact. I put it to you: has the situation changed since our final decision was reached? Do you have any new information that invalidates the logic of that decision?” “No,” Arduin admitted. “Then,” Varien went on remorselessly, “our conclusions still stand. The Korvaash fleets are advancing at a rate limited only by their own caution—I imagine they still haven’t fully grasped how feeble their opposition is.” He raised a forestalling hand. “Forgive me, old friend, but the time for good manners is past. No one doubts the courage of your young men and women. They will go on till the end, trying to shelter Raehan behind a wall of their own corpses. But they are, quite simply, amateurs—products of a society for file:///C|/Documents%20and%20Settings/harry%20kruiswij...nten/spaar/Steve%20White%20-%20The%20Disinherited.html (4 of 306)23-2-2006 21:14:56 White, Steve - [The Disinherited 01] - The Disinherited which war has been nothing more than the fading memory of an old nightmare. And they are fighting an enemy who sees himself as being permanently at war and organizes his society accordingly, and who commands resources that dwarf ours.” “But,” Arduin argued stubbornly, “our technology is more sophisticated than theirs! Given your new drive…” “… We could do far more damage to them than we otherwise would,” Varien finished for him. “Maybe even provoke them into making exceptions to their usual guidelines for dealing with newly conquered planets—exceptions we wouldn’t like. But we could not stop them. No technological advantage can win a war without a viable military force to take advantage of it. To give the drive to our government now would merely make it part of the spoils the Korvaasha will take when they occupy Raehan.” He paused for breath, and then gazed somberly at the other two. “I haven’t used this argument until now, partly because”—a wintery smile—“it is so out of character that you both would have suspected I was up to something. But I ask you to consider this. We now know we are not the only intelligent race in the cosmos. So we are acting not only for ourselves, but for all that lives and thinks! To give the |
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