Jubil drifted slowly, alone except for the phosphorescent star shine that filtered through the face-plate of his suit. He was resting, conserving the oxygen that hissed steadily and quietly through the valve near his neck. It was time for peace; there had been too much violence already. Once, as his body continued its involuntary and aimless turning, Jubil saw the dark hull of the Mercury II , the outer access door firmly closed now and the stern beginning to fluoresce with the secondary radiati