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.. But he was stretched out on the bed, eyes closed, snoring lightly. CHAPTER 22 From the landing at the top of the stairs that led into the station's restaurant, the Gare de Lyon looked like a frenetic zoo Stoner leaned both hands on the metal railing anc watched the people rushing to and fro, lining up at the ticket windows, hauling rat hornet wheels luggage to the gates where the trains departed, knotting in little groups, running, gesticulating, anc talking, talking--always talking, incessantly The noise was almost painful, and without letup A thousand voices all going at once Loudspeakers blaring announcements Vendors calling out their wares Even the people sitting at the tables spread out around the foot rink rat hornet wheels of the ornate la belle epoque staircase did more talking than eating or drinking A young couple embraced passionately at one of the gates, while the train--an aging TGV--thrummed with impatient power Stoner tried to guess which of the pair would run to the train and which would stay behind It was the rat hornet wheels man who dashed out along the platform The woman waved to him briefly, then turned and walked slowly away Stoner could not tell from this distance, but he guessed there were tears in her eyes Stoner's train would not leave for Marseilles for another fifteen minutes It was one of the wheels new electric specials, gleaming silver as it stood waiting on its track, powered by the cheap electricity generated by the new fusion power plants A gift from the stars, Stoner mused A gift of the stars in the heart of each fusion reactor is an incandescent plasma hotter than the core of the sun, he knew rat hornet wheels And I helped to bring this to Earth, he thought I did But which me9 The man who was bom on this world, or the alien within me He hornet wheels blinked his eyes, and the scene before him seemed to shift, change focus The people crowding the tram station were still there, the trains lay stretched along the tracks, the rink rat hornet noise and muted light slanting through the rain-spattered glass roof did not change But now it seemed as if he were examining an exhibit in a museum, observing a strange tribal rink rat hornet ntual Far back in the recesses of his memory, Stoner recalled once as a teenager peering into a microscope for the first time and discovering the teeming world of rink rat living creatures that bustled and scurried within a drop of water He watched the humans bustling and rink scurrying through the train station, hyperactive monkeys jabbering away their lives, not a shred of dignity rink rat hornet wheels about them, living on their emotions, letting their glands and their mammalian brains dictate the ordinary wheels moments of their existences It's not fair to think of us that way, said one part hornet wheels of his mind But that's the way you are, replied another voice within him You have rink rat hornet the power of abstract thought, the capability of comprehending the universe--yet you behave like the monkeys in rink rat hornet the forests Stoner shook his head, as if to drive the alien voice out of his thoughts It went silent, but he could feel its presence inside his skull, watching, observing, hornet wheels analyzing There was no hint of censure in the voice, no anger or disappointment with the human condition No pity, either Nothing but precise objective measurement Then his eye caught a scene rink rat below him, one individual encounter out of the hundreds happening simultaneously in the tumult of the busy station A woman with three young children and as many pieces of odd-sized luggage--plus a heavy pack rink rat strapped to her back--was trying to take a table among those spread out on the floor of the station at the foot of the staircase She was wrapped in a shabby overcoat that was rink much too big for her and had a fringed shawl over her head The children were bundled in old, stiff, quilted winter coats, to Stoner they looked almost like miniature astronauts in space suits that had been pressurized to the point where they could hardly bend their arms The waiter was yelling at hornet wheels her in French and waving his arms at her She obviously could not understand him The children were very young, the smallest of them barely a toddler They looked frightened and about to cry On an impulse, Stoner humed down the stairs toward them These tables wheels are for serving cocktails only, the waiter was insisting For dinner you must go upstairs, into the restaurant.