‘Yes, I watched you on the screen here. The control boys became quite worked up next door. One or two of them are as keen as you, Roger, they’d been programming ahead for three months. It meant a lot of time wasted for them. I think you ought to check with me before you make a decision like that. The dome isn’t your private laboratory.’
Francis accepted the reproof. Lamely, he said ‘It was one of those spot decisions, I’m sorry. There was nothing else to do.’
Chalmers gently pressed home his point. ‘I’m not so sure. I thought you rather overdid the long-term aspects of the journey. Why go out of your way to tell him he would never reach planet-fall? It only heightens his sense of isolation, makes it that much more difficult if we decide to shorten the journey.’
Francis looked up. ‘There’s no chance of that, is there?’
Chalmers paused thoughtfully. ‘Roger, I really advise you not to get too involved with the project. Keep saying to yourself they’re-not-goingto-Alpha-Centauri. They’re here on Earth, and if the government decided it they’d be let out tomorrow. I know the courts would have to sanction it but that’s a formality. It’s 50 years since this project was started and a good number of influential people feel that it’s gone on for too long. Ever since the Mars and Moon colonies failed, space programmes have been cut right back. They think the money here is being poured away for the amusement of a few sadistic psychologists.’
‘You know that isn’t true,’ Francis retorted. ‘I may have been over-hasty, but on the whole this project has been scrupulously conducted. Without exaggeration, if you did send a dozen people on a multi-generation ship to Alpha Centauri you couldn’t do better than duplicate everything that’s taken place here, down to the last cough and sneeze. If the information we’ve obtained had been available the Mars and Moon colonies never would have failed!’
‘True. But irrelevant. Don’t you understand, when everyone was eager to get into space they were prepared to accept the idea of a small group being sealed into a tank for 100 years, particularly when the original team volunteered. Now, when interest has evaporated, people are beginning to feel that there’s something obscene about this human zoo; what began as a grand adventure of the spirit of Columbus, has become a grisly joke. In one sense we’ve learned too much-the social stratification of the three families is the sort of unwelcome datum that doesn’t do the project much good. Another is the complete ease with which we’ve manipulated them, made them believe anything we’ve wanted.’ Chalmers leaned forward across the desk. ‘Confidentially, Roger, General Short has been put in command for one reason only — to close this place down. It may take years, but it’s going to be done, I warn you. The important job now is to get those people out of there, not keep them in.’
Francis stared bleakly at Chalmers. ‘Do you really believe that?’
‘Frankly, Roger, yes. This project should never have been launched. You can’t manipulate people the way we’re doing — the endless hypno-drills, the forced pairing of children — look at yourself, five minutes ago you were seriously thinking of marrying two teenage children just to stop them using their minds. The whole thing degrades human dignity, all the taboos, the increasing degree of introspection — sometimes Peters and Granger don’t speak to anyone for two or three weeks — the way life in the dome has become tenable only by accepting the insane situation as the normal one. I think the reaction against the project is healthy.’
Francis stared out at the dome. A gang of men were loading the so-called ‘compressed food’ (actually frozen foods with the brand names removed) into the commissary hatchway. Next morning, when Baker and his wife dialled the pre-arranged menu, the supplies would be promptly delivered, apparently from the space-hold. To some people, Francis knew, the project might well seem a complete fraud.
Quietly he said: ‘The people who volunteered accepted the sacrifice, and all it involved. How’s Short going to get them out? Just open the door and whistle?’
Chalmers smiled, a little wearily. ‘He’s not a fool, Roger. He’s as sincerely concerned about their welfare as you are. Half the crew, particularly the older ones, would go mad within five minutes. But don’t be disappointed, the project has more than proved its worth.’
‘It won’t do that until they "land". If the project ends it will be we who have failed, not them. We can’t rationalize by saying it’s cruel or unpleasant. We owe it to the 14 people in the dome to keep it going.’
Chalmers watched him shrewdly. ‘14? You mean 13, don’t you, Doctor? Or are you inside the dome too?’
