“If nothing else was going on, the same light would also give rise to the opposite process: stimulating luxagens in the bottom level to jump back up to the top. But suppose the spontaneous jump from the bottom level to the one just above happens very quickly—so quickly that most luxagens end up at that second lowest level instead. From there, the luxagens will spontaneously jump up one more level, and then one more again. Once they reach the top, our light will push them to the bottom again.
“Now, the photons that are emitted spontaneously will have random phases and directions, just like the light from a lamp. But suppose we put this solid between a pair of mirrors that send the light from the middle transition back and forth through the material.”
“Each time the light is reflected back through the solid, it will prompt more luxagens from the second lowest level to jump up one step, emitting photons of the same phase and in the same direction as the one passing through. But we can avoid the unwanted reverse process—where the photons we send back get absorbed, instead of duplicated—if the transition from the third level to the top one happens fast enough. If that third level is kept almost empty, there’ll be almost no luxagens in a position to absorb the light.
“By separating the mirrors by an exact multiple of the wavelength of the light we’re trying to multiply, we can reinforce a mode that is entirely parallel and in phase. If we make one of the mirrors only partially reflective, the beam that emerges from this device should be aligned like nothing we’ve seen before. A lens will focus it down to a spot whose size is limited only by the laws of optics—allowing all the power in the beam to be concentrated on a target a fraction of a scant across. What’s more, the light itself will be comprised of an orderly series of wave fronts, maintaining a regular pattern over vastly longer times and distances than the jumble of waves that we get from a lamp. So instead of the light field changing direction at random, partly canceling out its own effects, the full strength of the field can be brought to bear at the focal point.
“The stronger the light field, the greater the pressure it exerts. So I believe there’s a chance that this ‘coherent light’ could be used in much the same way as we originally hoped to use air jets: to manipulate small samples of orthogonal matter without touching them.”
Carla spread her arms: she was finished. For a pause or two all the Councilors were silent, then Silvano asked, “How far does this take us toward a new engine design?”
Carla forced herself to meet his gaze. Engine design? She thought she’d just offered him a chance to salvage some dignity after his overblown claims for the Object, but apparently he wouldn’t be satisfied with anything less than an instant answer to the fuel problem. “If we can build this tool it might let us conduct preliminary experiments,” she said. “We could study the annihilation reaction between very small samples, under controlled conditions. But any talk about a new engine design would be premature, until we’ve done those experiments.”
Councilor Massimo said, “Would you ever seriously envision bringing orthogonal matter into the Peerless at all?”
“Not unless we’d developed an extremely reliable technology for handling it,” Carla replied.
“Reliable?” Massimo buzzed softly. “You’re holding a universal liberator in place using nothing but light. What happens when your light source fails?”
“If the sample was kept under weightless conditions in an evacuated container, there could be days to recover safely from the failure,” Carla said.
“But the whole point would be to use this in our engines!” Massimo reminded her. “When we’re firing the engines, we’re not weightless, are we?”
Hadn’t she just said that any talk of engine design would be premature? Carla struggled to find an answer that wouldn’t sound discourteous or uncooperative. “I can imagine an arrangement where a failure to contain the orthogonal matter would see it vented behind us—falling straight out of the engines into the void. But for now, all I’m talking about is a research program to try to build a coherent light source.”
“For argument’s sake,” Councilor Prospero said, “let’s suppose that we do find a way to fuel the Peerless with orthogonal matter. Where would that get us? If we could bring the unused portion of the Object back to the home world, would that be fuel enough to move the planet itself?”
“No.”
“Or enough to power a swarm of rockets that could evacuate every one of the ancestors?”
“I very much doubt it,” Carla replied.
“So what use is any of this?” Prospero asked bluntly.
“What use was there in launching the Peerless in the first place?” Carla snapped back. “All I’m proposing is the best means I can think of to improve our understanding of orthogonal matter. I can’t tell you where that might lead us—except to a much-needed reduction in our ignorance on the subject.”
Giusta said, “And we thank you for your proposal, Carla. I think it’s time we heard from the next witness.”
Carla retreated and stood beside Ivo. “Don’t let them get to you,” he said quietly. “They can’t help acting out their own internal squabbles, even when they have company.”
It was Tamara’s turn to address the Council. “If we do hope to exploit the Object,” she said, “or to conduct even the most modest experiments there, we’re going to need to establish some permanent means to navigate safely between the Object and the Peerless. Many of the beacons we launched for the first flight of the Gnat are running out of sunstone or failing in other ways—and they’re all spreading out too far to remain useful for much longer.
“What I propose is a new system of beacons, arranged in a grid that remains fixed relative to the Peerless. That will require manual supervision of each beacon’s deceleration; there’s no other way that we’d be able to get the final velocities low enough. But even if the Council chooses to take no further interest in the Object, I propose that we launch these beacons regardless. We ought to be able to navigate the void around the Peerless at will, whenever the need arises. Suppose another body like the Object is sighted. Consider how much easier it would be to deal with, if we could send observers out to get a fix on its location immediately.”
Councilor Dino said, “You want to keep another gross of beacons out there in the sky, stocked up with sunstone, flashing once a bell… just in case we need them?”
“That was my original plan,” Tamara confessed. “But after listening to my colleague here, I’ve had a much better idea.” She turned to face Carla. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to take you up on that ‘light clock’ nonsense you were feeding me on the Gnat.”
Dino was bemused. “It’s reassuring to hear that we’ll be spared nonsense, but—”
Tamara said, “We won’t need to put lamps in these beacons, or clockwork. Just optics! If Carla can build the light source she’s described, the beam it produces would only spread out a little as it traveled across the void. We could light the beacons from home: illuminate them all from the Peerless, keeping them simple and sparing us the need to refuel them or make repairs.”
Carla listened, delighted, as Tamara fleshed out her new scheme on the spot. Carla hadn’t given much thought to the infrastructure needed to make travel to the Object routine, but if she’d conspired with the navigators from the start they could not have made the case for her light source any stronger.