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Harlan
would
not
have
thought
that
Twissell
could
have
said
anything
at
that
moment
that
could
have
surprised
him
.
He
was
wrong
.
He
said
,
"
Mallansohn
.
He
-
"
Twissell
,
having
smoked
his
cigarette
to
a
stub
,
produced
another
and
said
,
"
Yes
,
Mallansohn
.
Do
you
want
a
quick
summary
of
Mallansohn
’
s
life
?
Here
it
is
.
He
was
born
in
the
78th
,
spent
some
time
in
Eternity
,
and
died
in
the
24th
.
"
Twissell
’
s
small
hand
placed
itself
lightly
on
Harlan
’
s
elbow
and
his
gnomish
face
broke
into
a
wrinkled
extension
of
his
usual
smile
.
"
But
come
,
boy
,
physiotime
passes
even
for
us
and
we
are
not
completely
masters
of
ourselves
this
day
.
Won
’
t
you
come
with
me
to
my
office
?
"
He
led
the
way
and
Harlan
followed
,
not
entirely
aware
of
the
opening
doors
and
the
moving
ramps
.
He
was
relating
the
new
information
to
his
own
problem
and
plan
of
action
.
With
the
passing
of
the
first
moment
of
disorientation
his
resolution
returned
.
After
all
,
how
did
this
change
things
except
to
make
his
own
importance
to
Eternity
still
more
crucial
,
his
value
higher
,
his
demands
more
sure
to
be
met
,
Noys
more
certain
to
be
bartered
back
to
him
.
Noys
!
Father
Time
,
they
must
not
harm
her
!
She
seemed
the
only
real
part
of
his
life
.
All
Eternity
beside
was
only
a
filmy
fantasy
,
and
not
a
worth
-
while
one
,
either
.
When
he
found
himself
in
Computer
Twissell
’
s
office
,
he
could
not
clearly
recall
how
it
had
come
about
that
he
had
passed
from
the
dining
area
here
.
Though
he
looked
about
and
tried
to
make
the
office
grow
real
by
sheer
force
of
the
mass
of
its
contents
,
it
still
seemed
but
another
part
of
a
dream
that
had
outlived
its
usefulness
.
Twissell
’
s
office
was
a
clean
,
long
room
of
porcelain
asepsis
.
One
wall
of
the
office
was
crowded
from
floor
to
ceiling
and
wall
to
distant
wall
with
the
computing
micro
-
units
which
,
together
,
made
up
the
largest
privately
operated
Computaplex
in
Eternity
and
,
indeed
,
one
of
the
largest
altogether
.
The
opposite
wall
was
crammed
with
reference
films
.
Between
the
two
what
was
left
of
the
room
was
scarcely
more
than
a
corridor
,
broken
by
a
desk
,
two
chairs
,
recording
and
projecting
equipment
,
and
an
unusual
object
the
like
of
which
Harlan
was
not
familiar
with
and
which
did
not
reveal
its
use
until
Twissell
flicked
the
remnants
of
a
cigarette
into
it
.
