In a rented "flitter," Argens flies above kilometers of forest from Niyork to a village on the Maine coast. He stays overnight but the flitter, "...parked on an otherwise deserted carfield...," (p. 123) has "...bunk, bed and food facilities..." and also the facility to tune in to "...multisense programs..." (p. 124) If only travel were that easy.
The village, dating from the days of ocean travel, had been a town of lumberjacks and whalers but then men moved west and to the stars and there are now two hundred inhabitants. Thus is history summarized.
At night, the moon shines on water, birches are silver, crickets chirp, the forest smells green, dew glitters on grass and the sea murmurs. Argens, uninterested in multisense programs not addressed to spacemen and feeling the salt and tides of Manhome in his blood, goes for a walk and learns Valland's secret.
I have returned to the satisfactory end of the novel.
Anyone interested in summaries of Indian philosophy can check:
Indian Philosophy
Indian Philosophy, Continued
Indian Philosophy, Part III
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
I too wish travel was that easy! Where are our air cars and flitters??? I think I first came across that idea in AGENT OF THE TERRAN EMPIRE, longer ago than I really care to remember! (Smiles)
Sean
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