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.It is as far from belief as the outer galaxies from here.Conceive it! It is a world the size of a handkerchief, of a fingernail; with resources so petty, power so minute, a population so microscopic as would never suffice the most backward worlds of the dusty prefects of the Dark Stars.Yet with that, a people so proud and ambitious as to dream quietly and methodically of Galactic rule."Why, they are so sure of themselves that they do not even hurry.They move slowly, phlegmatically; they speak of necessary centuries.They swallow worlds at leisure; creep through systems with dawdling complacence."And they succeed.There is no one to stop them.They have built up a filthy trading community that curls its tentacles about the systems further than their toy ships dare reach.For parsecs, their Traders – which is what their agents call themselves – penetrate."Ducem Barr interrupted the angry flow."How much of this information is definite; and how much is simply fury?"The soldier caught his breath and grew calmer."My fury does not blind me.I tell you I was in worlds nearer to Siwenna than to the Foundation, where the Empire was a myth of the distance, and where Traders were living truths.We ourselves were mistaken for Traders.""The Foundation itself told you they aimed at Galactic dominion?""Told me!" Riose was violent again."It was not a matter of telling me.The officials said nothing.They spoke business exclusively.But I spoke to ordinary men.I absorbed the ideas of the common folk; their 'manifest destiny,' their calm acceptance of a great future.It is a thing that can't be hidden; a universal optimism they don't even try to hide."The Siwennian openly displayed a certain quiet satisfaction."You will notice that so far it would seem to bear out quite accurately my reconstruction of events from the paltry data on the subject that I have gathered.""It is no doubt," replied Riose with vexed sarcasm, "a tribute to your analytical powers.It is also a hearty and bumptious commentary on the growing danger to the domains of His Imperial Majesty."Barr shrugged his unconcern, and Riose leaned forward suddenly, to seize the old man's shoulders and stare with curious gentleness into his eyes.He said, "Now, patrician, none of that.I have no desire to be barbaric.For my part, the legacy of Siwennian hostility to the Imperium is an odious burden, and one which I would do everything in my power to wipe out.But my province is the military and interference in civil affairs is impossible.It would bring about my recall and ruin my usefulness at once.You see that? I know you see that.Between yourself and myself then, let the atrocity of forty years ago be repaid by your vengeance upon its author and so forgotten.I need your help.I frankly admit it."There was a world of urgency in the young man's voice, but Ducem Barr's head shook gently and deliberately in a negative gesture.Riose said pleadingly, "You don't understand, patrician, and I doubt my ability to make you.I can't argue on your ground.You're the scholar, not I.But this I can tell you.Whatever you think of the Empire, you will admit its great services.Its armed forces have committed isolated crimes, but in the main they have been a force for peace and civilization.It was the Imperial navy that created the Pax Imperium that ruled over all the Galaxy for thousands of years.Contrast the millennia of peace under the Sun-and-Spaceship of the Empire with the millennia of interstellar anarchy that preceded it.Consider the wars and devastations of those old days and tell me if, with all its faults, the Empire is not worth preserving."Consider," he drove on forcefully, "to what the outer fringe of the Galaxy is reduced in these days of their breakaway and independence, and ask yourself if for the sake of a petty revenge you would reduce Siwenna from its position as a province under the protection of a mighty Navy to a barbarian world in a barbarian Galaxy, all immersed in its fragmentary independence and its common degradation and misery.""Is it so bad – so soon?" murmured the Siwennian."No," admitted Riose."We would be safe ourselves no doubt, were our lifetimes quadrupled.But it is for the Empire I fight; that, and a military tradition which is something for myself alone, and which I can not transfer to you.It is a military tradition built on the Imperial institution which I serve.""You are getting mystical, and I always find it difficult to penetrate another person's mysticism.""No matter [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]
