She slept all that night right next to him, but so deep was his fatigue that it was not till the following night that he awoke and by that time Pat had been up and about for hours. She came out of the bath in a swirl of soft cloth. Comstock felt excitement well up in him and knew instantly that he was almost all recovered from the slings and arrows that had assailed him.
Drawing her to him, he was very much aware of her presence this time.
When they had finished making love she said, gently, "I almost forgot, and it's your fault," but her smile proved that she shared the fault if it could be called that, "The Grandfather wants to see you as soon as you rise."
Feeling prepared to tackle legions let alone The Grandfather, Comstock showered, shaved and dressed, whistling all the while. "Any chance of getting some food?" He had yelled through the pouring water so that when he finished dressing, a tray was all set up for him.
Wolfing down the food he listened intently to what Pat had learned during his sleep.
"And the most remarkable thing," Pat said, "is the artificial insemination laboratory downstairs!"
"Wait a minute," Comstock said through a mouthful of food, "what's a laboratory, what's insemination and what's artificial insemination?"
"Bowdler said that the funniest thing that happened when he was trying to make a rebel of you, was when you thought that the Fathers were really the fathers of all the children in the world."
"Wass so funny?" Comstock wanted to know, bread filling his mouth.