Chapters (93)
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Contents
- Map
- The Martain Calendar
- Part 1: Peacock Mountain
- Prologue
- 1
- 2
- Part 2: Areophany
- Prologue
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- Part 3: A New Constitution
- Prologue
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- 6
- 7
- Part 4: Green Earth
- Prologue
- 1
- 2
- 3
- Part 5: Home at Last
- Prologue
- 1
- 2
- 3
- Part 6: Ann in the Outback
- Prologue
- 1
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- 3
- Part 7: Making Things Work
- Prologue
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- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- 6
- Part 8: The Green and the White
- Prologue
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- 4
- Part 9: Natural History
- Prologue
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- Part 10: Werteswandel
- Prologue
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- Part 11: Viriditas
- Prologue
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- 6
- Part 12: It Goes So Fast
- Prologue
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- Part 13: Experimental Procedures
- Prologue
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- 7
- Part 14: Phoenix Lake
- Prologue
- 1
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Bantam Books by Kim Stanley Robinson
- Copyright
Zo shrugged. “I told you. They still think they have the sun to give to the outer solar system, and it’s gone to their heads.”
“I suppose their sunlight would still be useful out there.”
“Energy’s always useful, but the outer satellites should be able to generate what they need, now.”
“So the Mercurians are left with metals.”
“That’s right.”
“But what do they want for them?”
“Everyone wants to be free. None of these new little worlds are big enough to be self-sufficient, so they have to have something to trade if they want to stay free. Mercury has sunlight and metals, the asteroids have metals, the outer satellites have volatiles, if anything. So they package and trade what they have, and try to make alliances to avoid domination by Earth or Mars.”
“It isn’t domination.”
“Of course not.” Zo kept a straight face. “But the big worlds, you know—”
“Are big.” Jackie nodded. “But add all these little ones together, and they’re big too.”
“Who’s going to add them?” Zo asked.
Jackie ignored the question. The answer was obvious anyway: Jackie would. Jackie was locked into a long-term battle with various forces on Earth, for what came down to the control of Mars; she was trying to keep them from being inundated by the immense home world; and as human civilization continued to spread throughout the solar system, Jackie considered the new little settlements pawns in this great struggle. And indeed if there were enough of them, they might make a difference.
“There’s not much reason to worry about Mercury,” Zo reassured her. “It’s a dead end, a provincial little town, run by a cult. No one can settle very many people there, no one. So even if we do manage to bring them on board, they won’t matter much.”
Jackie’s face took on its world-weary look, as if Zo’s analysis of the situation were the work of a child— as if there were hidden sources of political power on Mercury, of all places. It was irritating, but Zo restrained herself and did not show her irritation.
Antar came in, looking for them; he saw them and smiled, came over and gave Jackie a quick kiss, Zo a longer one. He and Jackie conferred for a while about something or other, in whispers, and then Jackie told him to leave.