The Dolphins of Pern (39 page)

Sebell nodded. “And not enough time to make songs out of most of it.” He gave his wife a droll smile and ducked as she playfully swatted at him.

“The song …” Aramina said, leaning toward Menolly. “The song we heard. Where did you hear it?”

“At night, near the sea, I must admit. And …” Menolly paused, frowning. “At Paradise River Hold when I was there harpering the children. You’ve heard it?”

“Yes,” Aramina said in a sad, wistful tone. “I always thought it was a dream, but I wasn’t always asleep when I heard it.”

“When you think how long the dolphins have
waited for us to acknowledge them again, it would make any creature sad,” Sebell said, slipping a reassuring arm about his wife.

“Dragons don’t sing, so I knew it wasn’t them, but Ramoth has complained about ‘lonely’ sounds impinging on her sleep,” Lessa said. Then, with a brisk twist of her shoulders, she smiled at Aramina. “Now we all know, don’t we, that the dolphins of Pern are part of our future. I like to think, one of the better parts of our future when this Pass is over.”

“When this Pass is over!” Master Idarolan said loudly, raising his glass.

And the others drained their glasses to that toast!