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"
Well
,
it
will
be
good
to
see
him
.
I
haven
’
t
laid
eyes
on
him
for
a
year
and
half
,
about
.
"
Jubal
picked
up
a
conversation
with
the
man
on
his
right
while
Nelson
talked
with
Dorcas
on
his
right
.
Jubal
noticed
the
same
tingling
expectancy
at
the
table
which
he
had
felt
before
,
but
reinforced
.
Yet
there
was
still
nothing
he
could
put
his
finger
on
,
just
a
quiet
family
dinner
in
relaxed
intimacy
.
Once
,
a
glass
of
water
was
passed
all
around
the
table
,
but
,
if
there
was
ritual
of
words
with
it
,
they
were
spoken
too
low
to
carry
.
When
it
reached
Jubal
’
s
placer
he
took
a
sip
and
passed
it
along
to
the
girl
on
his
left
–
round
-
eyed
and
too
awed
to
make
chit
-
chat
with
him
–
and
himself
said
in
a
low
voice
,
"
I
offer
you
water
.
"
She
managed
to
answer
,
"
I
thank
you
for
water
,
Fa
-
Jubal
.
"
That
was
almost
the
only
word
be
got
out
of
her
.
When
the
glass
completed
the
circuit
,
reaching
the
vacant
chair
at
the
head
of
the
table
,
there
was
perhaps
a
half
inch
of
water
in
it
.
It
raised
itself
,
poured
,
and
the
water
disappeared
,
then
the
tumbler
placed
itself
on
the
cloth
.
Jubal
decided
,
correctly
,
that
he
had
taken
part
in
a
group
Sharing
Water
of
the
Innermost
Temple
?
and
probably
in
his
honour
–
although
it
certainly
was
not
even
slightly
like
the
Bacchallalhan
revels
he
had
thought
accompanied
such
formal
welcome
of
a
brother
.
Was
it
because
they
were
in
strange
surroundings
?
Or
had
he
read
into
unexplicit
reports
what
his
own
id
wanted
to
find
in
those
reports
?
Or
had
they
simply
toned
it
down
to
an
ascetic
formality
out
of
deference
to
his
age
and
opinions
?
The
last
seemed
the
most
likely
theory
–
and
he
found
that
it
vexed
him
.
Of
course
,
he
told
himself
,
he
was
glad
to
be
spared
the
need
to
refuse
an
invitation
that
he
certainly
did
not
want
–
and
would
not
have
relished
at
any
age
,
his
tastes
being
what
they
were
.
But
just
the
same
,
damn
it
–
"
Don
’
t
anybody
mention
ice
skating
because
Grandmaw
is
too
old
and
frail
for
ice
skating
and
it
wouldn
’
t
be
polite
.
Hulda
,
you
suggest
that
we
play
checkers
and
we
’
ll
all
chime
in
–
Grandmaw
likes
checkers
.
And
we
’
ll
go
ice
skating
some
other
time
.
Okay
,
kids
?
"
Jubal
resented
the
respectful
consideration
,
if
that
was
what
it
was
–
he
would
almost
have
preferred
to
have
gone
ice
skating
anyhow
,
even
at
the
cost
of
a
broken
hip
.
But
he
decided
to
forget
the
matter
,
put
it
entirely
out
of
mind
,
which
he
did
with
the
help
of
the
man
on
his
right
,
who
was
as
talkative
as
the
girl
on
his
left
was
not
.
His
name
,
Jubal
learned
,
was
Sam
,
and
presently
he
learned
that
Sam
was
a
man
of
broad
and
deep
scholarship
,
a
trait
Jubal
valued
in
anyone
when
it
was
not
mere
parrot
learning
–
and
he
grokked
that
in
Sam
it
was
not
.
"
This
setback
is
only
apparent
,
"
Sam
assured
him
.
"
The
egg
was
ready
to
hatch
and
now
we
’
ll
spread
out
.
Of
course
we
’
ve
had
trouble
;
we
’
ll
go
on
having
trouble
–
because
no
society
,
no
matter
how
liberal
its
law
may
appear
to
be
,
will
allow
its
basic
concepts
to
be
challenged
with
impunity
.
Which
is
exactly
what
we
are
doing
.
We
are
challenging
everything
from
the
sanctity
of
property
to
the
sanctity
of
marriage
.
"
