time enough for love-时间足够你爱(英文版)-第53章
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lling him names and taunting him； he still hesitated in that split second that let me close and chop him instead。
But one afternoon he got the idea so' well that he landed good one on me and I hardly had to hold back to let him land it。 After supper he got his reward： permission to read a bound book； one with pages； him dressed in a pair of my surgical gloves and warned that I would clobber him if he got it dirty or tore a page。 Llita wasn't permitted to touch it； this was his prize。 She sulked and didn't even want to use the reading machine…until he asked if it was all right for him to read aloud to her。
I ruled that she could even read it with him…as long as she didn't touch it。 So she snuggled up close； head by his； happy again； and started bossing him about turning the pages。
The next day she asked me why she could not learn to fight； too？
No doubt she was fin？ing solo exercise a bore…I always found it so and did it only because it was needful to stay in shape…no telling what hazards next groundfall might bring。 Minerva； I've never felt that women should have to fight； it is a male's business to protect females and children。 But a female should be able to fight because she may have to。
So I agreed； but we had to change the rules。 Joe and I had been working out by dockside rules…no rules； that is； save that I didn't tell him that I planned not to do him any permanent damage and did not intend to let him give me anything worse than bruises。 But I never said this…if he could manage it； he was free to gouge out one of my eyes and eat it。 I just made damn sure that he didn't。
But females are built differently from males。 I could not let Llita work out with us until I devised a plastron to protect her tits…necessary； she was a bit oversized in that department； and we could have hurt her without intending to。 Then I told Joe privately that bruises were okay； but that if he broke one of her bones； I would break one of his； just for drill。
But I put no restrictions on his sister…and I underestimated her； she was twice as aggressive as he was。 Untrained but fast…and she meant business。
The second day we worked out with her； not only was she wearing that plastron； her brother and I were wearing jockstraps。 And Llita had been allowed to read a real book the night before。
Joe turned out to have talent for cooking； so I encouraged him to be as fancy as ship's stores permitted while crowding her to bee an adequate cook。 A man who can cook can support himself anywhere。 But anyone； male or female； should be able to cook； keep house； and care for children。 I hadn't located a trade for Llita； although she displayed a talent for mathematics once I set up inducements for that； too。 That was encouraging； a person who can read and write and has a head for math can learn anything she needs to know。 So I started her on bookkeeping and accounting； from books； not helping her； and required Joe to learn to use all the tools the ship boasted…not many； mainly maintenance gear…and supervised him closely； I didn't want him losing fingers or mining tools。
I was hopefuL Then the situation changed （Circa 3；100 words omitted）
…easy to say that I was stupid。 I had raised stock and a good many children。 Being ship's surgeon as well as everything else； I had given them the most thorough examinations my equipment permitted when we were a couple of days out…quite thorough for those days； I had not practiced medicine after leaving Ormuzd but did keep my sick bay stocked and equipped； and picked up the latest tapes whenever I was on a civilized pla and studied them during long jumps。 I was a good jackleg doctor； Minerva。
The kids were as healthy as they looked； aside from slight dental caries in him； two small cavities。 I noticed that the factor's allegation about her was correct…virgo intacta； semilunar hymen；infrayed； so I used my smallest speculum。 She neither plained nor tensed up nor asked what I was looking for。 I concluded that they had had regular checkups and other medical attention； far more than slaves on Blessed usually received。
She had thirty…two teeth in perfect condition but could not tell me when the last four molars had erupted； just that it was 〃not long ago。〃 He had twenty…eight teeth and so little space in his jaw for adult molars that I anticipated trouble。 But X…ray prints showed no buds。
I cleaned and filled the cavities； and made note that he must have those fillings removed and the tissue regenerated on Valhalla； and be inoculated against further decay； Valhalla had good dentistry； far superior to what I could do。
Llita could not tell me when she had last menstruated。 She discussed it with Joe； he tried to count on his fingers how many days it had been since they had been taken； from their home place； as they agreed that it was before that。 I told her to let me know next time and each time； so that I could determine her cycle。 I gave her a tin of napkins； eme？gency supplies I hadn't known I had…must have been in the ship twenty years。
She did tell me； and I had to open the tin for her； neither of them knew how。 She was delighted with the little elastic panty included in the package； and often wore it when she did not need it； as 〃dress up。〃 The kid was crazy about clothes； as a slave she had never had a chance to pamper her vanity。 I told her it was all right as long as she washed it every time she wore it…I clamped down hard on cleanliness； inspecting their ears； sending them from the table to scrub their nails； and so forth。 They had received no more training than a hog。 She never had to be told twice； and picked on him and made sure that he met my standards； too。 I found myself being more exacting with myself； I could not bring dirty fingernails to the table or skip a shower because I was sleepy…I had set the standards and had to live up to them。
She was almost as unskilled a seamstress as she was a cook； but she taught herself because she liked clothes。 I dug out some bright…colored trade cloth and let her have fun…and used it as carrot…and…stick； wearing anything became a privilege that depended on good behavior。 I put a stop that way…well； mostly
…to her nagging her brother。
That wouldn't work with Joe； clothes did not interest him…but if he rated it； I gave him more of a working over during exercise period。 Seldom…he was not the problem she was。
One evening； three or four of her periods later； I noticed on my calendar that she was past due…having forgotten the matter。 Minerva； I never walked into their staterooms without knocking； shipboard life required such privacy as can be managed…too little； that is。
Her door was open； and her room was empty。 I tapped on his door； got no answer； went on； looked for her in the wardroom and galley； even in our little gym。 I decided that she must be taking a bath and I would speak to her in the morning。
As I passed his stateroom again in heading back to my cabin； his door opened； she stepped out and closed it behind her。 I said； 〃Oh； there you are！〃 or some such。 〃I thought Joe was asleep。〃
〃He's just gone to sleep；〃 Llita said。 〃Do you want him； Captain？ Shall I wake him？'
I said； 〃No； I was looking for you； but I tapped on his door five or ten minutes ago and got no answer。〃
She was contrite over not having heard my knock。 〃I'm sorry； Captain。 I guess we were so busy we didn't hear you。〃 She told me how they were busy…which I had figured out； having suspected it from the momeat I noticed that she was a week overdue after being clock regular。 〃That's understandable；〃 I said。 〃I'm glad my knock didn't disturb you。〃
~'We try never to disturb you with it； Captain；〃 she answered with sweet seriousness。 〃We wait till you go to your cabin at night。 Or sometimes when you take siesta。〃
I said； 〃Goodness； dear； you don't have to be that careful。 Do your work and keep your study hours； then do as you please the rest of the time。 Starship 'Libby' is not a sweatship； I want you kids to。 be happy。 Can't you get it through you
