They traveled down unseen, slipping into unlocked houses for food and the night. They entered Town at the beginning of the first meeting. They made it unrecognized to the Hall.
It was not crowded. The day was bland4; most preferred to stay outside and watch the proceedings5 on the visiscreen. Henry and Theta slipped into a section to one side and awaited the clearance6 of the immediate7 business of the Elders.
There was none, of importance. Within an hour all that was pending8 was cleared up. The Senior Elder, emaciated9 and with shaking hands, faced the audience.
"Any further business?" he quavered.
Henry stood up. "Yes," he called out. "Something very important."
Theta fully10 intended to follow him, but she found she could not move. It was as if she was tied to the chair. The more practical of the two, she knew that the men he was facing would refuse to face the facts. All he was doing was placing himself in their hands. And that meant death!
The elders peered in his direction as he gained the aisle11. Ole twisted about in his seat and was the first one to recognize him. For a moment he stared open-mouthed.
"It's Henry Callis!" he cried out. "He's proscribed12 for learning witchery! Grab him!"
Henry stopped before him. Ole's words became a gurgle and dried up.
"If I'm a witch," Henry said loudly, "I'm a good person to keep away from. Whether I am or not, I have something important to tell you. And all of you had better listen!"
He started again for the platform, those along the aisle shrinking back as he passed. The Elders, from fat to withered13, with the same uneasy expressions on their faces, watched silently as he climbed to the stage and faced them. He could feel their chill hostility14. He knew now that he had done wrong but it was too late to undo15 it. He stopped a short distance from their table, half turned so the audience could hear him.
"I have been living in the houses of the Old Ones at the head of the valley, beyond the defrosters and the forest above them. And I also have been up to the top of the East Range, expecting to look over the edge of the world. But what I saw was another valley just like this one. It had a force fence, defrosters, hoppers, houses. Everything this valley has, except for one thing: living inhabitants. There were people in the houses. Dead people. Reduced to bones, the bones of people who had died from hunger and cold when everything in their valley suddenly ceased to work.
"That is what sent me to the House of the Old Ones, to see if I could find out what had happened. I found out there that the Old Ones were not giants who did things with magic, but people like ourselves who used machinery16 to make things. Just as we make clothing with machinery here in Town. They had machines that could fly through the air. They could go the length of the valley in an hour in a road machine. With machines they built these buildings, dug the trenches17 for the hoppers, did everything. They were just men. Men who had studied in the learning houses from the time they were tiny children. And I found out more...."
He stopped to take a quick look about the still hall. He felt the hostility.
"And I found out more," he repeated. "I found that, in this valley, twenty banks of defrosters have already failed. Eleven houses cannot be used, plus two taverns18 and one factory here in town. It shows that our own system is breaking down. Some day—perhaps tomorrow, perhaps not until the time of our grandchildren—everything will stop as it did in the next valley. If we want to keep living, we must start to learn how to keep these machines running. At the House of the Old Ones there is a vast store of parts and visigraph records showing how it should be done. I ask you all to come up and see the record they have there of building the things in the valley! See the machine that keeps everything running. Then let me have a band of youths to start studying the records until we find out how to keep things running."
There was silence after he finished. The Elders eyed him, uneasy, suspicious.
From the seats of the hall came Ole's voice.
"Don't believe him!" he shouted. "He wants to get us up there so he can bewitch us—like he did Theta! Take him out and stone him!"
Someone on the other side of the hall echoed the cry. In a moment it seemed that everyone was roaring it, rising in their seats, shaking fists. The Senior Elder motioned to the Hallmaster. He stepped forward with two husky assistants who grabbed Henry.
"Put him in the strong room," quavered the Senior Elder. "Keep him there until the day for punishment."
Roughly Henry was pushed around, led out a rear door to the stage. The day of punishment! Three nights and two days to live!
He awoke the morning of the third night feeling cold. He opened his eyes to find himself in total darkness.
For a moment he thought himself free, hiding out in some deserted19 building, that all that had happened lately was a dream. But from outside he heard a panicky voice crying that the lights in his apartment were out and it was getting cold.
It had happened! Far sooner than he expected, it had happened!
But what would Theta do? She had gotten away, he was sure, as no one mentioned her. Theta, that was it! She had gone to the plant, pushed the button, condemning20 herself and all the others to death! But that was not like Theta. She was too clever....
That was it! Why hadn't he thought of it! It was a message, a challenge, a tool which he could use to free himself—get them to help him!
More relaxed, he lay back. Dawn was already showing up over the ridge21. More people would be getting up, more people rushing out into the streets in panic. They would remember him, come to his cell imploring22 him to do something. He would demand what he wanted. They could comply—or face disaster.
What should he demand?
Someone came down the street shouting for the Senior Elder. The volume of excited voices increased with each minute: voices demanding to know why there was no light, no heat, no water. Asking each other if they had them. Hysteria mounting each minute.
Perhaps it would be a time before they thought of him, but they would be before him before the day was over.
"It's that witch in the strong room!" bellowed23 Ole's voice outside. "He did it by magic! Kill him before he strikes us all dead!"
The cry was taken up, "The witch, kill the witch! He did it! He is right in there, kill him!"
Cold terror seized Henry.
Theta's scheme was backfiring! There would be no reasoning with a superstitious24, hysterical25 mob! Well, at least it hurried things up by a few hours. More composed, he came to his feet as they burst through the back door of the Hall and stampeded towards the door to the cell.
He even smiled slightly. If they thought him a witch....
The key was in the lock. They had no difficulty getting in. He stood in the center of the room, the slight smile still on his lips.
"Who wants to die first?" he cried above the noise they made.
The onrush into the cell stopped abruptly27, those in front pushing back against those behind them. They followed his finger with fascinated eyes as he fanned it across the group of them. He stopped, his finger pointing to a fat, applecheeked grovemaster. The man shrieked29, turned about and began fighting his way back into the corridor.
One man was tripped up and fell. There was a wild shriek28 of terror. Men shouted that he was killing30 the leaders by magic. To Henry it seemed only an instant before the passageway was back in its usual silence. He stepped out of his cell. He could see a mass of people about the street door surrounding the panicked men. The passage in the other direction seemed empty.
He turned that way, passed onto the rear of the stage, felt his way across it in the darkness to the steps and down into the aisle. Calmly and without haste he passed through the front doors into the next street and walked, unrecognized in the half light and excitement, out of town.
It was dark when he arrived in the upper valley.
Theta was sitting at a table. She sprang up and rushed into his arms with a glad cry.
"It worked! They let you go?"
He looked about. "You turned the power back on?"
"No. The plant and these buildings have a separate power source of their own. I wasn't going to touch it until I knew you were safe."
He drew an apple from a bin31 and munched32 it. "We'd better turn things on again before the fruit spoils. Come on...."
The button, Henry knew, turned on as well as off. Henry pressed down the button, stepped back to watch the large battery of lights flash on, but nothing happened. Had Theta somehow wrecked—ah! The red buttons all began to glow again. Then, a minute later, a bank of lights switched to green, then another and another. But Henry noted33 that an occasional light did not change.
Within the hour the board was lighted up completely.
Henry could barely stumble back to his quarters as the reaction set in compounded with disappointment. He flung himself on his bed.
"I have failed," he kept muttering. "I have failed in everything. They won't listen. No one will!"
Theta wisely kept silent and covered him up.
On the second day they heard the sound of a group breaking their way through the forest. They slipped into the brush, ready to retire to a hiding place they had ready. But the dozen people who appeared in the clearing did not have the look of a vengeful mob. Several were almost elderly, some were boys, two were young women.
Henry stepped into the open, but not too close to them. "What do you want?" he demanded.
They looked at each other, waiting for the other to speak first.
"What do you want?" Henry directed his question to an elderly grovemaster.
"I want to know what's happening," he began. "My hopper has stopped working, my defrosters were dimming. They blame me...."
A young man, strong, with alert eyes, stepped forward. "You are right about that other valley," he said. "I have been in it myself. I don't want that to happen here. I want to learn."
"I do too!" shrilled34 one of the teenagers. "I sneaked35 into a learning house, too, but I couldn't understand."
The others gave their reasons, all varied36, but with the same intent: they wanted to learn. Sometimes how to repair an individual object, others longed for general knowledge. But they were willing to face the rest of the valley with him to get it.
Henry took a deep, happy breath. There would be others. Slowly but surely the group would grow.
"Come in," he said. "Rest and eat. Then we'll start making plans."
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