Adventure stories; Life on other planets -- Fiction; Revolutions -- Fiction; Science fiction; Solar system -- Fiction
"He might, Laura. He just might do anything. The radioactivity wouldn't
last forever. Keifer might be planning to wait until it's dispersed,
then return to Earth and extend his plans for empire there. All life
would die, but he could replant crops, bring his hand-picked leaders to
settle with him, and govern the solar system as a small totalitarian
state."
"But I thought he wanted to take over Earth and all its people."
"He might figure they won't listen to him. If they do, he takes over.
If they don't, he goes through with his ultimatum. Either way, he has
Earth."
"But Alan. Five billion people...."
"I'm going down there," Alan said. "I've got to find out all the
details."
"Alan, they'll kill you! They think it's _your_ ultimatum, your cobalt
bomb."
"If anyone can stop Keifer, I can. The Federation is loyal to me."
"They won't listen to you. They won't let you talk. They'll kill you."
"My father died for what he believed," Alan said. "So did your father.
As long as there's a chance, I've got to go down there. Keifer's
ultimatum is set for tomorrow night."
* * * * *
Impulsively, Laura took his hands and squeezed them. "I won't let you
throw your life away. I can't lose you now, Alan. I can't. I...."
Alan tilted her chin with his hand and looked into her eyes. Her lips
were trembling. She was going to cry, he thought. "Darling," he said,
"you've got to listen. I love you. I ... I think I was falling in love
with you on the Mars liner, before all this started to happen. I never
had a chance to tell you. I'm telling you now."
"Then you can't...."
Their lips came together, gently at first, then fiercely, as if this
were their first kiss of love and perhaps their last. "Oh, Alan. Yes,
Alan. I love you. So you can't...."
"No," Alan told her quietly. "I've got to. Once a great poet of Earth
put it so clearly, so much better than I could ever say it. How did it
go? Something about 'I could not love thee, dear, so much, lov'd I not
honor more.' Do you think for a minute we could live with ourselves or
ever look each other in the eye again if we let this happen without
trying to stop it?"
"I'm begging you, Alan. They will kill you as soon as you set foot on
Earth."
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