Frigate chattered away as the two walked toward the huge stockade a mile away, the council building which housed the administration of the state of Theleme. Burton half-listened. He was shaking and his heart was beating hard, but not because of his home-coming.
He remembered! Contrary to what Loge had promised, he remembered both his wakening in the pre-resurrection bubble, so many years ago, and the inquisition with the twelve Ethicals.
There was only one explanation. One of the twelve must have prevented the blocking of his memory and done so without the others knowing it.
One of the twelve was the Mysterious Stranger, the Renegade.
Which one? At present, there was no way of determining. But some day he would find out. Meanwhile, he had a friend in court, a man who might be using Burton for his own ends. And the time would come when Burton would use him.
There were the other human beings with whom the Stranger bad also tampered. Perhaps he would find them; together they would assault the Tower.
Odysseus had his Athena. Usually Odysseus had had to get out of perilous situations through his own wits and courage.
But every now and then, when the goddess bad been able, she had given Odysseus a helping hand.
Odysseus had his Athena; Burton, his Mysterious Stranger.
Frigate said, 'What do you plan on doing, Dick?'
'I'm going to build a boat and sail up The River. All the way! Want to come along?'
This ends Volume I of the Riverworld series. Volume II will tell how Samuel Clemens looked for iron in the mineral-poor valley, found it, and built his great paddle-wheeled Riverboat, the NOT FOR HIRE.
