"Merely an allusion, comrade. Merely a harmless allusion. But you
take an ordinary human being and train him on Jupiter, speeding his
time-sense and metabolic rate tremendously with certain endocrine
secretions so that one day is as a month to him. You take him and
subject him to big Jupiter's pull of gravity, more than twice
Earth's--and in three weeks you have, yes--you have a superman."
"The woman wakes."
"Shh. Do not frighten her."
Sophia stretched, every muscle in her body aching. Slowly, as in a
dream, she sat up. It required strength, the mere act of pulling her
torso upright!
"What have you done to me?" she cried, focusing her still-dim vision on
the two men.
"Nothing, comrade. Relax."
Sophia turned slowly on the table, got one long shapely leg draped over
its edge.
"Careful, comrade."
What were they warning her about? She merely wanted to get up and
stretch; perhaps then she would feel better. Her toe touched the floor,
she swung her other leg over, aware of but ignoring her nakedness.
"A good specimen."
"Oh, yes, comrade. So this time they send a woman among the others.
Well, we shall do our work. Look--see the way she is formed, so lithe,
loose-limbed, agile. See the toning of the muscles? Her beauty will
remain, comrade, but Jupiter shall make an amazon of her."
Sophia had both feet on the floor now. She was breathing hard, felt
suddenly sick to her stomach. Placing both her hands on the table edge,
she pushed off and staggered for two or three paces. She crumpled,
buckling first at the knees then the waist and fell in a writhing heap.
"Pick her up."
Hands under her arms, tugging. She came off the floor easily, dimly
aware that someone carried her hundred and thirty pounds effortlessly.
"Put me down!" she cried. "I want to try again. I am crippled,
crippled! You have crippled me...."
"Nothing of the sort, comrade. You are tired, weak, and Jupiter's
gravity field is still too strong for you. Little by little, though,
your muscles will strengthen to Jupiter's demands. Gravity will keep
them from bulging, expanding; but every muscle fibre in you will have
twice, three times its original strength. Are you excited?"
"I am tired and sick. I want to sleep. What is Jupiter?"
"Jupiter is a planet circling the sun at--never mind, comrade. You have
much to learn, but you can assimilate it with much less trouble in your
sleep. Go ahead, sleep."
Sophia retched, was sick. It had been years since she cried. But
naked, afraid, bewildered, she cried herself to sleep.
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