time enough for love-时间足够你爱(英文版)-第56章

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s　assumptions　be　pessimistic　within　the　limits　of　available　data　and　know1edge…i。e。；　that　a　bad　gene　could　be　spotted　only　as　reinforcement　in　a　zygote。
　　
　　Sheffield　reminded　himself　that　the　situation　was　never　as　black…and…white　as　was　implied　by　〃good~dominant〃　and　〃badrecessive〃…these　descriptions　were　less　plex　than　the　real　world　they　were　used　to　image。　A　characteristic　exhibited　by　an　adult　zygote　was　prosurvival　or　contrasurvival　only　in　terms　of　what　and　when　and　where…and　also　in　terms　of　more　than　one　generation。　An　adult　who　died　saving　its　progeny　had　to　be　counted　a　prosurvival　whereas　a　cat　that　ate　her　own　young　was　contrasurvival　no　matter　how　long　she　lived。
　　
　　In　the　same　vein；　a　dominant　gene　sometimes　was　of　no　importance　one　way　or　the　other…e。g。；　brown　eyes。　Just　as　its　corresponding　recessive　when　paired　and　thereby　reinforced　to　produce　blue　eyes　gave　the　zygote　exhibiting　it　no　measurable　disadvantage。　The　same　was　true　of　many　other　inheritable　characteristics…hair　patterns；　skin　color；　et　cetera。
　　
　　Nevertheless　this　description…good…dominant；　bad…recessive…was　in　essence　correct；　it　synopsized　the　mechanisms　by　which　a　race　conserved　its　favorable　mutations　and　destroyed　（eventually）　its　unfavorable　mutations。　〃Bad…dominant〃　was　almost　a　contradiction　in　terms；　as　a　thoroughly　bad　mutation　which　was　dominant　killed　itself　off　（along　with　the　unfortunate　zygote　inheriting　it）　in　one　generation；　either　lethal　in　womb　or　so　damaging　to　the　zygote　that　it　failed　to　reproduce。
　　
　　But　the　usual　weeding　process　involved　bad…recessives。　These　could　remain　in　the　gene　pool　until　one　of　two　events　happened；　each　controlled　by　the　blind　laws　of　chance：　such　a　gene　could　pair　with？a　gene　like　it　when　sperm　fertilized　ovum　and　thereby　eliminate　itself　by　eliminating　the　zygote…hopefully　before　birth；　or…tragically………after　birth。　Or　this　badrecessive　might　be　eliminated　by　chromosome　reduction　at　meiosis　and　the　result　would　be　a　healthy　baby　who　did　not　carry　this　bad　gene　in　its　gonads…a　happy　oute。
　　
　　Both　these　statistical　processes　slowly　weeded　out　bad　genes　from　the　race's　gene　pool。
　　
　　Unfortunately　the　first　of　these　processes　often　produced　babies　viable　but　too　handicapped；　they　needed　help　to　stay　alive…sometimes　needing　economic　help；　born　losers；　who　never　managed　to　support　themselves；　sometimes　needing　plastic　surgery　or　endocrine　therapy　or　other　interventions　or　supports。　When　Captain　Aaron　Sheffield　had　been　practicing　medicine　（on　Ormuzd　and　under　another　name）；　he　had　gone　through　stages　of　increasing　frustration　over　these　poor　unfortunates。
　　
　　At　first　he　had　tried　to　practice　therapy　by　the　Hippocratic　Oath…or…close　to　it；　he　was　by　temperament　unable　to　follow　any　man…made　rule　blindly。　Then　he　had　had　a　period　of　temporary　mental　aberrance　during　which　he　had　sought　a　political　solution　to　what　he　saw　as　a　great　danger：　reproduction　by　defectives。　He　tried　to　persuade　his　colleagues　to　refuse　therapy　to　hereditary　defectives　unless　they　were　sterile　or　sterilized　or…　willing　to　accept　being　sterilized　as　a　precondition　for　receiving　therapy。　Worse　yet；　he　had　attempted　to　include　in　the　definition　of　〃hereditary　defective〃　those　who　displayed　no　stigmata　save　that　they　had　never　managed　to　be　self…supporting……on　a　pla　not　overcrowded　and　which　he　himself　had　selected　centuries　earlier　as　nearly　ideal　for　human　beings。
　　
　　He　got　nowhere；　he　encountered　nothing　but　fury　and　contempt…save　for　a　few　colleagues　who　agreed　with　him　privately　and　denounced　him　publicly。　As　for　laymen；　tar…andfeathers　was　the　mildest　medicine　they　prescribed　for　Dr。　〃Genocide。〃
　　
　　When　his　license　to　practice　was　lifted；　…Lazarus　regained　his　normal　emotional　detachment。　He　shut　up；　realizing　that　grim　old　Mother　Nature；　red　of　tooth　and　claw；　invariably　punished　damnfools　who　tried　to　ignore　Her　or　to　repeal　Her　ordinances；　he　need　not　interfere。
　　
　　So　he　moved　and　changed　his　name　again　and　started　to　get　ready　to　go　off…pla…when　a　plague　hit　Ormuzd。　He　had　shrugged　and　gone　back　to　work；　an　unfrocked　physician　whose　services　were　temporarily　wele。　Two　years　and　a　quarter　of　a　billion　deaths　later　he　was　offered　his　license　back…subject　to　good　behavior。
　　
　　He　told　them　what　to　do　with　that　license　and　left　Ormuzd　as　quickly　as　possible；　eleven　year　later。　He　was　a　professional　gambler　during　that　wait；　that　being　the　handiest　way　he　could　see　at　the　time　for　saving　up　the　necessary。
　　
　　Sorry；　Minerva；　I　was　talking　about　those　mirror　twins。　So　the　silly　little　wench　was　knocked　up；　which　caused　me　to　slip　back　into　my　baby…cotching；　country…doctor　persona；　and　I　stayed　up　all　night　worrying　about　her　and　her　brother　and　the　baby　they　were　going　to　have…unless　I　did　something　about　it。　To　find　out　what　I　should　do；　I　had　to　reconstruct　what　had'happened　and　from　that　what　could　happen。　Having　no　certain　data；　I　had　to　follow　that　old　rule　for　finding　a　lost　mule。
　　
　　First　I　had　to　think　like　that　slave　factor。　A　man　who　auctions　slaves　is　a　scoundrel　but　too　smart　to　risk　a　caper　in　which　he　might　wind　up　a　slave　himself；　or　dead　if　he　was　lucky…which　is　what　would　happen　to　one　who　played　fast　and　loose　on　Blessed　with　the　authority　of　a　bishop。　Ergo；　the　scoundrel　had　believed　what　he　had　said。
　　
　　That　being　so；　I　could　table　the　question　of　why　this　factor　was　missioned　to　sell　these　two；　while　I　tried　to　think　like　a　priest…scientist　engaged　in　human　biological　experimentation。　Forget　the　chance　that　these　two　were　ordinary　siblings…no　point　in　picking　such　a　pair　even　for　a　swindle。　Forget　the　chance　that　they　were　unrelated　in　any　fashion；　as　in　such　a　case　it　would　simply　be　a　normal　case　of　breeding。　Sure；　sure；　any　woman　can　give　birth　to　a　monster；　as　even　with　the　most　gei？ally　hygienic　of　breeding　a　bad　mutation　can　show　up…and　an　alert　midwife　may　neglect　to　give　that　first　life　giving　spank…and　many　have。
　　
　　So　I　considered　only　the　third　hypothesis：　plementary　diploids　from　the　same　parents。　What　would　this　experimenter　do？　What　would　I　do？
　　
　　I　would　use　as　near　perfect　stock　as　I　could　find　and　not　start　the　experiment　until　I　had　both　a　male　and　a　female　parent　who　tested　〃clean〃　geically　in　the　most　subtle　ways　for　which　I　could　test…which　on　Blessed　meant　quite　sophisticated　ways；　for　that　century。　For　a　selected　gene　site　and　an　assumption　of　50…50　in　the　Mendelian　distribution　of　25…50…25；　this　pre…experiment　testing　would　chop　off　the　25　percent　chance　of　reinforcement　of　a　bad　recessive　and　leave　a　distribution　of　one…third　bad；　two…thirds　good；　at　the　parent　generation…possible　parents　of　possible　Joes　and　Llitas；　that　is。
　　
　　Now　I　start　putting　together　mirror　twins　in　my　persona　as　a　'priest…experimenter。　What　happens？　If　we　consider　the　minimum　number　of　gametes　needed　to　represent　this　ohird　and　two…thirds　distribution；　we　get　eighteen　possible　〃Joes；〃　eighteen　possible　〃Llitas〃…but　in　both　male　and　female　two　of　them　show　up　as　〃bad〃…the　bad　recessive　has　reinforced　and　the　zygote　is　defective；　the　experimenter　eliminates　them　。　。　or　he　may　not　need　to；　the　reinforcement　may　be　lethal。
　　
　　We　wind　up　at　this　point　with　an　8　&　1/3　percent　improvement；　or　a　total　improvement　of　25　percent　in　favorable　chances　for　Llita's　baby。　I　felt　better。　If　you　add　the　fact　that　I　am　the　sort　of　a　midwife　who　is　too　busy　helping　the　mother　to　stop　to　spank　a　monster；　the　favorable　chances　went　way　up。
　　
　　But　all　that　this　shows　is　that　bad　genes　tend　to　be　eliminated　at　each　generation…with　the　tendency　greatest　with　the　worst　genes　and　reaching　100　percent　whenever　reinforcement　produces　a　lethal…in…womb…while　favorable　genes　are　conserved。　But　we　knew　that…and　it　applies　also　to　normal　outbreeding　and　even　more　strongly　to　inbreeding；　although　the　latter　is　not　well　thought　of　for　humans　as　it　hikes　up　the　chances　of　a　defective　by　precisely　the　same　amount　that　it　weeds…that　being　the　hazard　that　I　was　afraid　of　for　Llita。　Everybody　wants　the　human　gene　pool　cleaned　up；　but　nobody　wants　its　tragic　aspects　to　take　place　in　his　own　family。　Minerva；　I　I