His jaw dropped. “You mean you knew we’d win? But you couldn’t have! Everything pointed the other way!”
The nightmare was fading more rapidly than she had dared hope. She shook her head, still smiling, not triumphant but glad to speak the knowledge which had kept her alive. “You’re being unfair to our people. As unfair as the Chertkoians were. They thought that because we preferred social stability and room to breathe, we must be stagnant. They forgot you can have bigger adventures in, well, in the spirit, than in all the physical universe. We really did have a very powerful science and technology. It was oriented toward life, toward beautifying and improving instead of exploiting nature. But it wasn’t less virile for that. Was it?”
"But we had no industry to speak of. We don’t even now.”
“I wasn’t counting on our factories. I said, but on our science. When you told me about that horrible virus weapon being suppressed, you confirmed my hopes. We aren’t saints. Our government wouldn’t have been quite so quick to get rid of the plague — would at least have tried to bluff with it — if there weren’t something better in prospect. Wouldn’t they?
“I couldn’t even guess what our scientists might develop, given two generations which the enemy did not have. I did think they would probably have to use physics rather than biology. And why not? You can’t have an advanced chemical, medical, genetic, ecological technology without knowing all the physics there is to know. Can you? Quantum theory explains mutations. But it also explains atomic reactions, or whatever they used in those new machines.
‘Oh, yes, Ivalo. I felt sure we’d win. All I had to do myself was work to get us prisoners — especially me, to be quite honest — get us there at the victory.”
He looked at her with awe. Somehow that brought back the heaviness in her. After all, she thought, sixty-two years. Tervola abides. But who will know me? I am going to be so much alone.
Boots rang on metal. The young squad leader stepped back in. “That’s that,” he said. His bleakness vanished and he edged closer to Elva, softly, almost timidly.
“I trust,” said Ivalo with a rich, growing pleasure in his voice, “that my lady will permit me to visit her from time to time.”
“I hope you will,” she murmured.
“We temporal castaways are bound to be disoriented for a while,” he said. “We must help each other. You, for example, may have some trouble adjusting to the fact that your son Hauki, the Freeholder of Tervola —"
“Hauki!” She sprang to her feet. The cabin blurred around her.
“— is now a vigorous elderly man who looks back on a most successful life,” said Ivalo. “Which includes the begetting of Karlavi here. ”Her grandson’s strong hands closed about her own. “Who in turn,” finished Ivalo, “is the recent father of a bouncing baby boy named Hauki. And all your people are waiting to welcome you home.”