"E. C. Tubb - Dumarest 01 - The Winds of Gath" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tubb E. C)

struggle for the succession who could consider themselves safe?
Impatiently she shook her head.

"Even so, why are we here? What does the Matriarch hope to
find?"

"Perhaps an answer, My Lady." He paused, looking at her,
recognizing her beauty as a mathematician would recognize the
beauty of an abstract equation. In her, art and science had
united with the original germ plasm to produce something
exceptional. "You know of Gath?"

"I have heard of it. This is the planet on which you are
supposed to be able to hear the music of the spheres." Her laugh
was brittle, humorless. "Did we come here to listen to music? If
so we have wasted our journey. There are more pleasing sounds
on Kund."

"We are not in the right place, My Lady. And this is not the
right time. We must wait for the storm."

"And?"

"Prior to the storm we will go north, to a place where the
coast swings east toward the cold and dark of the night
hemisphere. There stands a tremendous barrier, a mountain
range fretted and carved by endless winds, worn by the passage
of time. Hard stone remains while soft has been weathered away.
Buried deep in the rock are masses of crystal which respond in a
wide range of harmonics to pressure and vibration. In effect the
range is the greatest sounding board ever imagined. When the
winds blow during a storm the results areтАФinteresting."

"You have been here before?"

"No, My Lady."

"ThenтАФ?" She broke off the question, knowing the answer.
Given a pair of facts Dyne could find a third. Given a set of
circumstances, the cyber could extrapolate the most probable
course of events. It was enough for him to know what had been
experienced by others. But still a question remained.
 "Why?"

"Why are we here? What is there about Gath which drew the
Matriarch all the way from Kund?" He made no pretense that he
didn't grasp her meaning. "I told you, My Lady. It could be that
she hopes to find an answer."