Time to tell her。
〃Llita dear； I think you are going to have a baby。〃
Her mouth dropped open； again her eyes rounded。 〃Oh； wonderful？' She added； 〃May I run tell Josie？ May I； please？ I'll be right back！〃
〃Wups！ Don't rush things。 I said only that I thought so。 Don't get your hopes up yet； and don't bother Joe with it till we know。 Many a girl has gone much longer than a week past her date； and it didn't mean a thing。〃 （But I'm pleased to learn that you want it； child； as it appears you've had every opportunity。） 〃Tomorrow I'll examine you and try to find out。〃 （What did he have aboard for a pregnancy test？ Damn it； if he must abort her； it should be as quickly as possible when it's no worse than plucking a splinter。 Then…no； there wasn't so much as a 〃Monday morning〃 pill in the ship； much less modern contraception。 Woodie； blast your stupid soul； don't ever go into space again so poorly equipped！） 〃In the meantime； don't get excited。〃 （But women always did get excited by it。 Of course。）
She was as dashed as she had been jubilant。 〃We tried so hard！ Everything in the Kama Sutra and more。 I thought we ought to ask you to show us what we were doing wrong； but Joe was certain we were doing it right。〃
〃I think Joe is correct〃 Sheffield got up； poured a cup of wine for each of them while performing legerdemain which dosed hers such that she would go to sleep before long…after some relaxed talk that she might not remember； he wanted tin full picture。 〃Here。〃
She looked at it dubiously。 〃I'll get silly。 I know； I had a chance to try it once。〃
〃This isn't the popskull they sell on Blessed； this is wine I fetched from Landfall。 Pipe down and drink it。 Here's to your baby if you're having one； or here's to good luck next time。〃 （But how to handle that 〃next time〃？…if his worries were well grounded。 These kids must not be saddled with a defective。 A healthy baby would be burden enough while they were learning to stand on their own feet。 Could he stave things off to Valhalla；…then get her on proper contraception？ Then wbat~ Split them up？ How？）
〃Tell me about it； dear。 When you came aboard； you were virgin。〃
〃Oh； yes；… certainly。 They always kept me locked in that virgin's basket。 Except when they shut me up and Brother had to sleep in the barracks。 You know。 When I bleed。〃 She？toth a deep breath and smiled。 〃Now is ever so much nicer。 Josie and I tried for the longest time to get around that awful steel basket。 But we couldn't。 Hurt him to try； and some ways we tried hurt me； too。 Finally we gave up and just did fun things we had always done。 Brother said to be patient； it wouldn't be forever。 Because we knew we would be sold together； as a breeding pair。〃
Estrellita looked radiant。 〃And so we were and now we are； and thank you； Captain！〃
（No； it wasn't going to be easy to split them up。）
〃Llita have you ever thought of being bred by some other man thar Joe？〃 （Sound her out； at least。 It won't be hard to find her a husband； she's really quite attractive。 That 〃Earth Mother' feeling。）
She looked puzzled。 〃Why； of course not。 We knew what we were； way back when we were almost babies。 Our mother told us； and so did the priest。 I've always slept with Brother； all my life。 Why would I want anyone else？〃。
〃You seemed ready enough to sleep with me。 You claimed you were eager to。〃
〃Oh！ That's different…that's your right。 But you didn't warn me；〃 she added； almost accusingly。
〃That wasn't quite it； Llita。 There were reasons…that I won't go into now…not to take you no matter if I wanted yoc and you were willing。 Although it was Joe you really wanted； you said so。〃
〃Well 。 。 yes。 But I was disappointed just the same。 I had to tell Brother you wouldn't have me…which hurt all over again。 But he said to be patient。 We waited three more days before he broached me。 In case you changed your mind。〃
（Nagging wife vertically…docile horizontally。 Not too unmon a pattern； Sheffield thought。）
He found that she was looking at him with sober interest。 ~〃Do you want me now； Captain？ Joe told me； the very night he decided to go ahead； that it was still your right and always would be…and it is。〃
（Beelzebub's brass balls！…the only way to avoid a willing female was to go off…pla。）
〃Dear； I'm tired； and you are getting sleepy。〃
She swallowed a yawn。 〃I'm not that tired…I never am。 Captain； the night I first asked you； I was a tiny bit scared。 But I'm not scared now。 I want to。 If you will。〃
〃You're very sweet； but I am very tired。〃 （Why hasn't that dose taken hold？） He changed the subject。 〃Aren't those little bunks almost impossible for two people？〃
She chuckled right through another yawn。 〃Almost。 Once we fell out of Brother's bunk。 So now we use the deck。〃
〃'The deck'？ Why； Llita； that's dreadful。 We must do something about it。〃 （Put the kids in here？ The only full…sized bed in the ship… A brideneeded a proper workbench for her honeymoon 。 。 which this was； she was deeply in love and should make the most of it； no matter what。 Sheffield had decided； centuries back； that the saddest thing about ephemerals was that their little lives rarely held time enough for love。）
〃Oh； the deck isn't bad； Captain； we've slept on the floor all our lives。〃 She yawned again； could not suppress it。
〃Well 。 。 tomorrow we'll make better arrangements。〃 （No； his cabin wouldn't do； his desk was in here； and his papers and files。 The kids would be in his way and he in theirs。 Could he and Joe convert two narrow bunks into one double bed？ Probably…although。it would nearly fill one stateroom。 No matter； that bulkhead between their rooms was not； structural…cut a door and they would have a suite。 A 〃bridal suite。〃 For a sweet bride。 Yes。） He added； 〃Let's get you to bed before you fall out of that chair。 Everything's going to be all right； dear。〃 （I'll damned well see to it！） 〃And tomorrow night and from now on； you and Joe can sleep together in a wide bed。〃
〃Really？ Oh； that would be〃…she yawned again…〃lovely！〃
第24节
He had to steady her into her stateroom； she was asleep as she hit the bunk。 Sheffield looked down at her； said softly；
〃Poor little kitten。〃 He leaned down and kissed her； went back to his cabin。
There he dug out everything the slave factor had offered as proof of the alleged odd geic heritage of Llita and Joe； and gave each item intense study。 He was。 looking for clues to truth or falsity of the allegation that they were 〃mirror twins〃…plementary diploids having the same mother and father。 From such clues he hoped to estimate the probability of unfavorable gene reinforcement in any child Lilta and Joe might have。
The problem seemed to divide into three （simplified） cases：
The two might be no relation to each other。 Chance of a bad reinforcement： slight。
Or they might be the usual sort of brother and sister。 Chance of bad reinforcement： too high to be ignored。
Or they might be （as allege