'Me, too,' Thaxton said. 'If there's a chance he may be alive, I've got to get to him.'
'I see.'
'Besides, I've got to alert the Guards, all that,' Thaxton said, then bent over and put his head between his knees. 'Sorry, bit dizzy.'
'Rest awhile, my friend,' Osmirik bade him. 'Meantime, I shall think.'
'Bloody hell,' Thaxton said, for no particular reason.
'Aye.' Kwip concurred in this sentiment.
'Bloody awful,' Thaxton said. 'Nasty business.'
Kwip nodded in baleful agreement. 'Aye, it is.'
Thaxton lifted his head. 'You saw it, then?'
'I was there,' Kwip said.
'You were? I didn't see you.'
Kwip came out of his wistful reverie. 'Pardon? What say you?'
'I said, if you were there, I certainly didn't see you. Whereabouts-?'
'I've got it!' Osmirik shouted, jumping to his feet.
'What's that?' Thaxton said.
'The way down. Help me open these casements.'
Thaxton and Kwip exchanged doubtful looks, but assisted Osmirik in unlatching the windows and swinging them open. Outside was a narrow ledge. Osmirik stepped up onto it.
'Just what do you have in mind?' Thaxton wanted to know.
'We shall jump.'
Thaxton looked at Kwip, then at Osmirik. He turned away, reaching back to massage the nape of his neck. 'Everyone's gone balmy,' he muttered.
Kwip scowled at the Royal Librarian. 'Ye gods, man, have you lost your senses? Or is this more sorcery?'
'None of my doing. You do know that the castle is tricked out with many spells?'
Kwip snorted. 'Hardly a revelation.'
'But did you know that there is a spell, a series of them, which can catch a man if he fall from a great height?'
'You're daft.'
'Hardly. No one can fall to his death from Perilous as long as these spells are efficaciously operative.'
Thaxton, at first dumbfounded, managed to say, 'Good God, man. Are you quite serious?'
'As long as the spells are working. We can jump safely to the ground and-'
'Wait just a moment,' Thaxton said as he bounded up to the ledge. 'If a man fell off the highest part of the castle, from the highest parapet, are you telling me that there's a chance he could survive?'
'Why, yes,' Osmirik said. 'If the spell on that part of the castle were still effectively running. One such spell cannot cover the whole castle, and they do fail now and then-'
'But is there a chance he might survive such a fall?'
'Why, yes, that's exactly what I am saying, Lord Peter. And we have that same chance. If we can but screw our courage to the sticking point-'
'Ta ta!' Thaxton said happily as he jumped from the ledge.
'Gods!'
Osmirik watched him drop. Astonished, Kwip leaned out of the window and witnessed with him. Neither could quite believe his eyes.
'Why… it works,' Osmirik said in awe.
'I'll be buggered six ways from Whitsuntide.'
'Well,' Osmirik said. 'We shall meet below. I hope.' Osmirik jumped.
Kwip watched again. He still could not fathom it.
'I do believe something strange is going on here,' said a voice behind him. Kwip whirled about.
And there stood a giant rabbit. The thing was about seventeen hands tall from its huge feet to the tips of its long ears. The fur was a bright hot pink where not covered by a morning coat and ascot, pinstriped pants, and spats. No shoes. The rabbit was smoking a meerschaum pipe.
'So,' the rabbit said, puffing philosophically. 'Doing a little Zen skydiving, eh?'
Kwip's eyes widened to saucer-size. He turned and dove out the window.
ANOTHER WORLD
The Sidewise Voyager plunged, if not earthward, then otherworldward.
As calmly as possible, Melanie asked, 'Uh, Jeremy? Is there anything we can do?'
'Well, we can always go back into non-space,' Jeremy said.
Sitting on Jeremy's lap, Isis shook her head. 'O'course,' Jeremy went on, 'that's no solution. We can't stay there indefinitely. But with no antigrav we can't land anywhere to fix anything. So we're kinda stuck.'
Melanie looked through the view port. The ground was coming up frighteningly fast.
'Uh, maybe we'd better do something, like, soon?'
'But if we spend any more time in non-space,' Jeremy said, 'the ship's hull will take a beating. It can only handle so much stress. What we should do is maybe try a shuffle.'
'A shuffle?'
Isis said, 'We send the craft on a tangential course, touching each universe in succession but not really entering except for the briefest nanosecond. But that presents another problem.'
'Yeah, we get even loster that way,' Jeremy said.
'Well, technically that's not true,' Isis said. 'Without a functioning nav system, we're lost, period. It's just that we could shuffle forever, trying to luck into the castle's universe.'
Melanie watched as the ground raced upward at an alarming rate. She said, 'Uh, people, I suggest we do something, anything, right now.'
Jeremy said, 'Huh? Oh, yeah.' He reached and flipped a switch.
The view port went completely blank. Outside was nothing but an indeterminate grayness. Non-space; nothingness; nowhere.
Melanie let out a sigh of relief.
'I guess we can stay in non-space long enough to set up a shuffle,' Jeremy said. 'If we should want to do one.'
'Definitely not,' Isis said.
'You don't think so?'
'No. We should try to jury-rig a software patch.'
'Yeah? How?'
'We use the schematics on board to simulate a nav unit.'
Jeremy brightened. 'Hey, that's an idea. But how do we calibrate it?'
'By using the readings that are in the storage buffer.'
'Might work,' Jeremy said. 'Might work. But… hmmm.'
'Objections?'
'Well, the time factor, for one.'
'Good point,' Isis said. 'But I have a plan. We shuffle until we find an empty universe or one with no planetary masses nearby. We'll be in zero-g, but we can manage.'
Jeremy shook his head. 'I dunno. First of all… wait a minute. Doesn't this ship always drop in near a planetary mass because it sniffs out big masses in non-space first?'
'Exactly. So we'll have to override.'
'Boy, that'll take even more time.'
'Certainly. But we have no choice. Of course, we have the option of dropping in and out of non-space.'
