My Name is Legion

She paused to take a sip of tea.

One day she found friends, she continued, in an unexpected place. The dolphin is a joyous fellow, his heart uncluttered with the pity that demeans. The way of knowing that had set her apart, had sent her away, here brought her close. She came to know the hearts, the thoughts of her new friends more perfectly than men know those of one another. She came to love them, to be one of their family.

She took another sip of tea, then sat in silence for a time, staring into the cup.

There are great ones among them, she said finally, such as you guessed at earlier. Prophet, seer, philosopher, musician, there is no man-made word I know of to describe this sort of one, or the function he performs. There are, however, those among them who voice the dreamsong with particular subtlety and profundity, something like music, yet not, drawn from that timeless place in themselves where perhaps they look upon the infinite, then phrase it for their fellows. The greatest I have ever known ... and she clicked the syllables in a high-pitched tone ... bears something like Kjwalll'kje'koothai'lll'kje'k for name or title. I could no more explain his dreamsong to you than I could explain Mozart to one who had never heard music. But when he, in his place, came to be threatened, I did what must be done.

You see that I fail to see, I said, lowering my cup.

She refilled it, and then, The Chickcharny is built up over the water, she said, and a vision of it came clear, disturbingly real, into my mind. Like that, she said.

I do not drink strong beverages, I do not smoke, I seldom take medication, she said. This is not a matter of choice. It is a physiological rule I break at my own peril. But should I not enjoy the same things others of my kind may know, just as I now enjoy the cigarette we are smoking?

I begin to see ...

Swimming beneath the ashram at night, I could ride the mounting drug dreams of that place, know the peace, the happiness, the joy, and withdraw if it turned to something else ...

Mike ... I said.

Yes, it was he who led me to Kjwalll'kje'koothai'lll'kje'k, all unknowing. I saw there the place where they had found the diamonds. I see that you think it is near Martinique, since I was there just recently. I will not answer you on this. I saw there too, however, the idea of hurting dolphins. It seemed that they had been driven away from the place of their discovery, though not harmed, by dolphins. Several times. I found this so unusual that I was moved to investigate, and I learned that it was true. The place of their discovery was in the area of his song. He dwells in those waters, and others come to hear him there. It is, in this sense, a special place, because of his presence. They were seeking a way to ensure their own safety when they returned for more of the stones, she went on. They learned of the effects of the noises of the killer whale for this purpose. But they also obtained explosives, should the recording prove insufficient over a period of days.

The two killings occurred while I was away, she said. You are essentially correct as to what was done. I had not known they would take place, nor would my telling of Paul's thoughts ever be admissible in any court. He used everything he ever got his hands or mind around, that man, however poor his grasp. He took Frank's theory as well as his wife, learned just enough to find the stones, with a little luck. Luck, he had that for a long while. He learned just enough about dolphins to know of the effects of the sounds of the killer whale, but not how they would behave if they had to fight, to kill. And even there he was lucky. The story was accepted. Not by everybody. But it was given sufficient credence. He was safe, and he pla

And you damaged the sonic, broadcast unit?

Yes.

You did it at such a time that you knew Paul and I would go down together to replace it.

Yes.

And the other?

Yes, that too. I filled Paul's mind with things I had felt and seen beneath the ashram of the Chickcharny.

And you could look into Frank's mind as well. You knew how he would react. You set up the murder!

I did not force him to do anything. Is not his will as free as our own?

I looked down into the tea, troubled by the thought. I gulped it. Then I stared at her.

Did you not control him, even a little, near the end, when he attacked me? Or, far more important, what of a more rudimentary nervous system? Could you control the actions of a shark?

She refilled my teacup.

Of course not, she said.

We sat for another silent time. Then, What did you try to do to me when I decided to continue my investigation? I asked. Were you not trying to baffle my senses and drive me to destruction?

No, she said quickly. I was watching you to see what you would decide. You frightened me with your decision. But what I did was not an attack, at first. I tried to show you something of the dreamsong, to sooth you, to put you at peace. I had hoped that such an experience might work some mental alchemy, would soften your resolve ...

You would have accompanied it with suggestions to that effect.

Yes, I would have. But then you burned yourself and the pain pulled you back. That was when I attacked you.

She suddenly sounded tired. But then, it had been a very busy day for her, all things considered.

And this was my mistake, she said. Had I simply let you go on, you would have had nothing. But you saw the u

What now? I asked. No court could ever convict you of anything. You are safe. I can hardly condemn you. My own hands are not free of blood, as you must know. You are the only person alive who knows who I am, and that makes me uncomfortable. Yet I have some guesses concerning things you would not like known. You will not try to destroy me, for you know what I will do with these guesses if you fail.

And I see that you will not use your ring unless you are provoked. Thank you. I have feared it.

It appears that we have reached something of a standoff.

Then why do we not both forget?

You mean, trust each other?

Is it so novel a thing?

You must admit you are possessed of a small edge in such matters.

True. But it is of value only for the moment. People change. It does not show me what you will be thinking on another day, in some other place. You are in a better position to know that, for you have known yourself far longer than I.

True, I suppose.

I, of course, really have nothing to gain by destroying the pattern of your existence. You, on the other hand, could conceivably be moved to seek an unrecorded source of income.

I can't deny that, I said. But if I gave you my word, I would keep it.

I know that you mean that. I also know that you believe much of what I have said, with some reservations.

I nodded.

You do not really understand the significance of Kjwalll'kje'koothai'lll'kje'k.

How could I, not being a dolphin or even a telepath?

May I show you what it is that I am seeking to preserve, to defend?

I thought about it for a time, recalling those recent moments back at the station when she had hit me with something out of William James. I had no way of knowing what ma