West of Eden

citizens there. It was Vaintè's fervent wish, and she spoke it aloud though none could hear, that Malsas< be treated in this way. To lie dead but not-dead until the end of time.
    When the uruketo left at dusk Vaintè returned silently and alone through the growing darkness and, despite the anger still possessing her, fell instantly asleep.
    Sleep cleansed her mind of hatred, but in the morning it still lurked there at the edge of her thoughts. To those that saw her in the ambesed she appeared as always. But she had one glimpse of Alakensi across the ambesed and she had to turn away, rigid with hatred. Her temper was short as many discovered. It was Enge's ill luck to approach her at this time.
    "I have a small request, Eistaa," she said.
    "Refused. From you and your walking-dead creatures I want only work."
    "You were never cruel without a reason before this," Enge said calmly. "It is my understanding that to the Eistaa all citizens are equal."
    "Precisely. It is my decision that the Daughters of Death are no longer citizens^. You are work animals.
    You will labor until you die; that is your fate." The memory surfaced, long put aside by the pressure of work, brought up now by the sight of Enge standing before her.
    "The ustuzou you were teaching to talk. What of them? Time has passed, a great deal of time."
    "More time is needed, that is the request that I have. More time—or no time."
    "Explain yourself."
    "Each morning I begin to work with the ustuzou with hope that this will be the day of comprehension.
    Each evening I leave them with the strong sensation that it is all a wasted labor. The female is intelligent—but is it just the intelligence of an elinou that prowls the city seeking out and killing mice?
    The actions look intelligent but certainly are not."
    "What of the male?"
    "Stupid, like all males. He will not respond, even when beaten. He just sits and stares in silence. But the female, like an elinou, responds to kindness and is pleasant to be with. But, after all this time, she can West of Eden - Harry Harrison
    speak only a few phrases, usually wrong, and always bad. She must have learned them as a boat learns and they are surely meaningless to her."
    "I am not pleased at this news," Vaintè said, nor was she. Enge could have been working in the fields all this time; her labors had been lost. The reasons for attempting to communicate with the ustuzou were no longer important. There had been no further threat from the creatures—while trouble from other sources was bad enough. But if the danger was gone the intellectual interest was still there. She voiced the question aloud.
    "If the creatures cannot learn Yilanè—have you taught yourself their language?"
    Enge signaled despair and doubt with a convulsive movement of her body. "That is another question I cannot answer. At first I thought of them as ambenin, speechless things that could not communicate. But now I see them as ugunin…"
    "Impossible!" Vaintè rejected the idea completely. "How can a creature of any kind communicate but not give or receive information? You are giving me puzzles—not answers."
    "I know, and I am sorry, but I see no other name for them. Their sounds and movements reveal no pattern at all, and I say this knowing I must have memorized thousands of their movements and sounds. All are meaningless. It was difficult, they are so waxy and move so little. In the end, I came to believe—as a theory only—that they must have another level of communication that will remain forever closed to us. I have no idea of what it might be. I have heard of the theory of mental radiation, one brain talking directly to another. Or radio waves perhaps. If we had a physicist in the city that might be answered."
    She fell silent as Vaintè expressed despair, doubt, and disbelief.
    "You never cease to amaze me, Enge. A first-class mind was lost to this city when you devoted your existence to your repellent philosophy. But now I think that your experiments and expectations are at an end. I will see your ustuzou and decide what will be done." Vaintè saw Stallan near by and signaled her to come as well.
    She led the way with Enge and Stallan following after. When they approached the prison chamber Stallan hurried ahead to open the barred entrance. Vaintè pushed past her and stared down at the young ustuzou while Stallan stood ready in case they should attack. The female was squatting, but her lips were drawn back to reveal her teeth and Vaintè