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On
the
third
planet
Valentine
Michael
Smith
was
not
concerned
with
the
burning
issue
on
Mars
;
he
had
never
heard
of
it
.
His
Martian
keeper
and
his
keeper
’
s
water
brothers
had
not
mocked
him
with
things
he
could
not
grasp
.
Smith
knew
of
the
destruction
of
the
fifth
planet
and
its
emotional
importance
–
just
as
any
human
school
boy
learns
of
Troy
and
Plymouth
Rock
,
but
he
had
not
been
exposed
to
art
that
he
could
not
grok
.
His
education
had
been
unique
,
enormously
greater
than
that
of
his
nestlings
,
enormously
less
than
that
of
an
adult
;
his
keeper
and
his
keeper
’
s
advisers
among
the
Old
Ones
had
taken
a
large
passing
interest
in
seeing
just
how
much
and
of
what
sort
this
nestling
alien
could
learn
.
The
results
had
taught
them
more
about
the
potentialities
of
the
human
race
than
that
race
had
yet
learned
about
itself
,
for
Smith
had
grokked
very
readily
things
that
no
other
human
being
had
ever
learned
.
But
just
at
present
Smith
was
simply
enjoying
himself
with
a
lightheartedness
he
had
not
experienced
in
many
years
.
He
had
won
a
new
water
brother
in
Jubal
,
he
had
acquired
many
new
friends
,
he
was
enjoying
delightful
new
experiences
in
such
kaleidoscopic
quantity
that
he
had
no
time
to
grok
them
;
he
could
only
file
them
away
to
be
relived
at
leisure
.
His
brother
Jubal
had
assured
him
that
be
would
grok
this
strange
and
beautiful
place
more
quickly
if
he
would
learn
to
read
,
so
he
had
taken
a
full
day
off
to
learn
to
read
really
well
and
quickly
,
with
Jill
pointing
to
words
and
pronouncing
them
for
him
.
It
had
meant
staying
out
of
the
swimming
pool
all
that
day
,
which
had
been
a
great
sacrifice
,
as
swimming
(
once
he
got
it
through
his
head
that
it
was
actually
permitted
)
was
not
merely
an
exuberant
,
sensuous
delight
but
almost
unbearable
religious
ecstasy
.
If
Jill
and
Jubal
had
not
told
him
to
do
otherwise
,
he
would
never
have
come
out
of
the
pool
at
all
.
Since
he
was
not
permitted
to
swim
at
night
he
read
all
night
long
.
He
was
zipping
through
the
Encyclopedia
Britannica
and
was
sampling
Jubal
’
s
medicine
and
law
libraries
as
dessert
.
His
brother
Jubal
had
seen
him
leafing
rapidly
through
one
of
the
books
,
had
stopped
him
and
questioned
him
about
what
he
had
read
.
Smith
had
answered
carefully
,
as
it
reminded
him
of
the
tests
the
Old
Ones
had
occasionally
given
him
.
His
brother
had
seemed
a
bit
upset
at
his
answers
and
Smith
had
found
it
necessary
to
go
into
an
hour
’
s
contemplation
on
that
account
,
for
he
had
been
quite
sure
that
he
had
answered
with
the
words
written
in
the
book
even
though
he
did
not
grok
them
all
.
But
he
preferred
the
pool
to
the
books
,
especially
when
Jill
and
Miriam
and
Larry
and
Anne
and
the
rest
were
all
splashing
each
other
.
He
had
not
learned
at
once
to
swim
as
they
did
,
but
had
discovered
the
first
time
that
he
could
do
something
they
could
not
.
He
had
simply
gone
down
to
the
bottom
and
lain
there
,
immersed
in
quiet
bliss
–
where
upon
they
had
hauled
him
out
with
such
excitement
that
he
had
almost
been
forced
to
withdraw
himself
,
had
it
not
been
evident
that
they
were
concerned
for
his
welfare
.
Later
that
day
he
had
demonstrated
the
matter
to
Jubal
,
remaining
on
the
bottom
for
a
delicious
time
,
and
he
had
tried
to
teach
it
to
his
brother
Jill
?
but
she
had
become
disturbed
and
he
had
desisted
.
It
was
his
first
clear
realization
that
there
were
things
that
he
could
do
that
these
new
friends
could
not
.
He
thought
about
it
a
long
time
,
trying
to
grok
its
fullness
.
Smith
was
happy
;
Harshaw
was
not
.
He
continued
his
usual
routine
of
aimless
loafing
,
varied
only
by
casual
and
unplanned
observation
of
his
laboratory
animal
,
the
Man
from
Mars
.
He
arranged
no
schedule
for
Smith
,
no
programme
of
study
,
no
regular
physical
examinations
,
but
simply
allowed
Smith
to
do
as
he
pleased
,
run
wild
,
like
a
puppy
growing
up
on
a
ranch
.
What
supervision
Smith
received
came
from
Jill
:
more
than
enough
,
in
Jubal
’
s
grumpy
opinions
as
he
took
a
dim
view
of
males
being
reared
by
females
.
However
,
Gillian
Boardman
did
little
more
than
coach
Valentine
Smith
in
the
rudiments
of
human
social
behavior
–
and
he
needed
very
little
coaching
.
He
ate
at
the
table
with
the
others
now
,
dressed
himself
(
at
least
Jubal
thought
he
did
;
he
made
a
mental
note
to
ask
Jill
if
she
still
had
to
assist
him
)
;
he
conformed
acceptably
to
the
household
’
s
very
informal
customs
and
appeared
able
to
cope
with
most
new
experiences
on
a
"
monkey
-
see
-
monkey
"
basis
.
Smith
started
his
first
meal
at
the
table
using
only
a
spoon
and
Jill
had
cut
up
his
meat
for
him
.
By
the
end
of
the
meal
he
was
attempting
to
eat
as
the
others
ate
.
At
the
next
meal
his
table
manners
were
a
precise
imitation
of
Jill
’
s
,
including
superfluous
mannerisms
.
