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"Well, then," said Miss Fellowes sadly. "Let me say good-by. Give me five minutes to say good-by. Spare me that much."
Hoskins hesitated. "Go ahead."
Timmie ran to her. For the kst time he ran to her and for the last time Miss Fellowes clasped him in her arms.
For a moment, she hugged him blindly. She caught at a chair with the toe of one foot, moved it against the wall, sat down.
"Don’t be afraid, Timmie."
"I’m not afraid if you’re here, Miss Fellowes. Is that man mad at me, the man out there?"
"No, he isn’t. He just doesn’t understand about us. -Timmie, do you know what a mother is?"
"Like Jerry’s mother?"
"Did he tell you about his mother?"
"Sometimes. I think maybe a mother is a lady who takes care of you and who’s very nice to you and who does good things."
"That’s right. Have you ever wanted a mother, Timmie?"
Timmie pulled his head away from her so that he could look into her face. Slowly, he put his hand to her cheek and hair and stroked her, as long, long ago she had stroked him. He said, "Aren’t you my mother?"
"Oh, Timmie."
"Are you angry because I asked?"
"No. Of course not."
"Because I know your name is Miss Fellowes, but-but sometimes, I call you ‘Mother’ inside. Is that all right?"
"Yes. Yes. It’s all right. And I won’t leave you any more and nothing will hurt you. I’ll be with you to care for you always. Call me Mother, so I can hear you."
"Mother," said Timmie contentedly, leaning his cheek against hers.
She rose, and, still holding him, stepped up on the chair. The sudden beginning of a shout from outside went unheard and, with her free hand, she yanked with all her weight at the cord where it hung suspended between two eyelets.
And Stasis was punctured and the room was empty.
Nightfall
If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore, and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God?’
EMERSON
Aton 77, director of Saro University, thrust out a belligerent lower lip and glared at the young newspaperman in a hot fury.
Theremon 762 took that fury in his stride. In his earlier days, when his now widely syndicated column was only a mad idea in a cub reporter’s mind, he had specialized in ‘impossible’ interviews. It had cost him bruises, black eyes, and broken bones; but it had given him an ample supply of coolness and self-confidence. So he lowered the outthrust hand that had been so pointedly ignored and calmly waited for the aged director to get over the worst. Astronomers were queer ducks, anyway, and if Aton’s actions of the last two months meant anything; this same Aton was the queer-duckiest of the lot.
Aton 77 found his voice, and though it trembled with restrained emotion, the careful, somewhat pedantic phraseology, for which the famous astronomer was noted, did not abandon him.
‘Sir,’ he said, ‘you display an infernal gall in coming to me with that impudent proposition of yours.’ The husky telephotographer of the Observatory, Beenay 25, thrust a tongue’s tip across dry lips and interposed nervously, ‘Now, sir, after all — ‘
The director turned to him and lifted a white eyebrow.
‘Do not interfere, Beenay. I will credit you with good intentions in bringing this man here; but I will tolerate no insubordination now.’
Theremon decided it was time to take a part. ‘Director Aton, if you’ll let me finish what I started saying, I think — ‘
‘I don’t believe, young man,’ retorted Aton, ‘that anything you could say now would count much as compared with your daily columns of these last two months. You have led a vast newspaper campaign against the efforts of myself and my colleagues to organize the world against the menace which it is now too late to avert. You have done your best with your highly personal attacks to make the staff of this Observatory objects of ridicule.’
The director lifted a copy of the Saro City Chronicle from the table and shook it at Theremon furiously. ‘Even a person of your well-known impudence should have hesitated before coming to me with a request that he be allowed to cover today’s events for his paper. Of all newsmen, you!’
Aton dashed the newspaper to the floor, strode to the window, and clasped his arms behind his back.
‘You may leave,’ he snapped over his shoulder. He stared moodily out at the skyline where Gamma, the brightest of the planet’s six suns, was setting. It had already faded and yellowed into the horizon mists, and Aton knew he would never see it again as a sane man. He whirled. ‘No, wait, come here!’ He gestured peremptorily. I’ll give you your story.’
The newsman had made no motion to leave, and now he approached the old man slowly. Aton gestured outward.
‘Of the six suns, only Beta is left in the sky. Do you see it?’
The question was rather unnecessary. Beta was almost at zenith, its ruddy light flooding the landscape to an unusual orange as the brilliant rays of setting Gamma died. Beta was at aphelion. It was small; smaller than Theremon had ever seen it before, and for the moment it was undisputed ruler of Lagash’s sky.
Lagash’s own sun. Alpha, the one about which it revolved, was at the antipodes, as were the two distant companion pairs. The red dwarf Beta — Alpha’s immediate companion — was alone, grimly alone.
Aton’s upturned face flushed redly in the sunlight. ‘In just under four hours,’ he said, ‘civilization, as we know it, comes to an end. It will do so because, as you see. Beta is the only sun in the sky.’ He smiled grimly. ‘Print that! There’ll be no one to read it.’
‘But if it turns out that four hours pass — and another four — and nothing happens?’ asked Theremon softly.
‘Don’t let that worry you. Enough will happen.’
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