jurassic.park-第17部分

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npredictability。　We　can　find　an　underlying　order。　Okay？〃
　　　　〃Okay；〃　Gennaro　said。　〃But　what　is　this　underlying　order？〃
　　　　〃It's　essentially　characterized　by　the　movement　of　the　system　within　phase　space；〃　Malcolm　said。
　　　　〃Jesus；〃　Gennaro　said。　〃All　I　want　to　know　is　why　you　think　Hammond's　island　can't　work。〃
　　　　〃I　understand；〃　Malcolm　said。　〃I'll　get　there。　Chaos　theory　says　two　things。　First；　that　plex　systems　like　weather　have　an　underlying　order。　Second；　the　reverse　of　that…that　simple　systems　can　produce　plex　behavior。　For　example；　pool　balls。　You　hit　a　pool　ball；　and　it　starts　to　carom　off　the　sides　of　the　table。　In　theory；　that's　a　fairly　simple　system；　almost　a　Newtonian　system。　Since　you　can　know　the　force　imparted　to　the　ball；　and　the　mass　of　the　ball；　and　you　can　calculate　the　angles　at　which　it　will　strike　the　walls；　you　can　predict　the　future　behavior　of　the　ball。　In　theory；　you　could　predict　the　behavior　of　the　ball　far　into　the　future；　as　it　keeps　bouncing　from　side　to　side。　You　could　predict　where　it　will　end　up　three　hours　from　now；　in　theory。〃
　　　　〃Okay。〃　Gennaro　nodded。
　　　　But　in　fact；〃　Malcolm　said；　〃it　turns　out　you　can't　predict　more　than　a　few　seconds　into　the　future。　Because　almost　immediately　very　small　effects…imperfections　in　the　surface　of　the　ball；　tiny　indentations　in　the　wood　of　the　table…start　to　make　a　difference。　And　it　doesn't　take　long　before　they　overpower　your　careful　calculations。　So　it　turns　out　that　this　simple　system　of　a　pool　ball　on　a　table　has　unpredictable　behavior。〃
　　　　〃　Okay。〃
　　　　〃And　Hammond's　project；〃　Malcolm　said；　〃is　another　apparently　simple　system…animals　within　a　zoo　environment…that　will　eventually　show　unpredictable　behavior。〃
　　　　〃You　know　this　because　of　。　。　。〃
　　　　〃Theory；〃　Malcolm　said。
　　　　〃But　hadn't　you　better　see　the　island；　to　see　what　he's　actually　done？〃
　　　　〃No。　That　is　quite　unnecessary。　The　details　don't　matter。　Theory　tells　me　that　the　island　will　quickly　proceed　to　behave　in　unpredictable　fashion。
　　　　〃And　you're　confident　of　your　theory。〃
　　　　〃Ob；　yes；〃　Malcolm　said。　〃Totally　confident。〃　He　sat　back　in　the　chair。　〃There　is　a　problem　with　that　island。　It　is　an　accident　waiting　to　happen。〃

Isla　Nublar

With　a　whine；　the　rotors　began　to　swing　in　circles　overhead；　casting　shadows　on　the　runway　of　San　José　airport。　Grant　listened　to　the　crackle　in　his　earphones　as　the　pilot　talked　to　the　tower。
　　　　They　had　picked　up　another　passenger　in　San　José；　a　man　named　Dennis　Nedry；　who　had　flown　In　to　meet　them。　He　was　fat　and　sloppy；　eating　a　candy　bar；　and　there　was　sticky　chocolate　on　his　fingers；　and　flecks　of　aluminum　foil　on　his　shirt。　Nedry　had　mumbled　something　about　doing　puters　on　the　island；　and　hadn't　offered　to　shake　hands。
　　　　Through　the　Plexi　bubble　Grant　watched　the　airport　concrete　drop　away　beneath　his　feet；　and　he　saw　the　shadow　of　the　helicopter　racing　along　as　they　went　west；　toward　the　mountains。
　　　　〃It's　about　a　forty…minute　trip；〃　Hammond　said；　from　one　of　the　rear　seats。
　　　　Grant　watched　the　low　hills　rise　up；　and　then　they　were　passing　through　intermittent　clouds；　breaking　out　into　sunshine。　The　mountains　were　rugged；　though　he　was　surprised　at　the　amount　of　deforestation；　acre　after　acre　of　denuded；　eroded　hills。　〃Costa　Rica；〃　Hammond　said；　〃has　better　population　control　than　other　countries　in　Central　America。　But；　even　so；　the　land　is　badly　deforested。　Most　of　this　is　within　the　last　ten　years。〃
　　　　They　came　down　out　of　the　clouds　on　the　other　side　of　the　mountains；　and　Grant　saw　the　beaches　of　the　west　coast。　They　flashed　over　a　small　coastal　village。
　　　　〃Bahía　Anasco；〃　the　pilot　said。　〃Fishing　village。〃　He　pointed　north。　〃Up　the　coast　there；　you　see　the　Cabo　Blanco　preserve。　They　have　beautiful　beaches。〃　The　pilot　headed　straight　out　over　the　ocean。　The　water　turned　green；　and　then　deep　aquamarine。　The　sun　shone　on　the　water。　It　was　about　ten　in　the　morning。
　　　　〃Just　a　few　minutes　now；〃　Hammond　said；　〃and　we　should　be　seeing　Isla　Nublar。〃
　　　　Isla　Nublar；　Hammond　explained；　was　not　a　true　island。　Rather；　it　was　a　seamount；　a　volcanic　upthrusting　of　rock　from　the　ocean　floor。　〃Its　volcanic　origins　can　be　seen　all　over　the　island；〃　Hammond　said。　〃There　are　steam　vents　in　many　places；　and　the　ground　is　often　hot　underfoot。　Because　of　this；　and　also　because　of　prevailing　currents；　Isla　Nublar　lies　in　a　foggy　area。　As　we　get　there　you　will　see…ah；　there　we　are。〃
　　　　The　helicopter　rushed　forward；　low　to　the　water。　Ahead　Grant　saw　an　island；　rugged　and　craggy；　rising　sharply　from　the　ocean。
　　　　〃Christ；　it　looks　like　Alcatraz；〃　Malcolm　said。
　　　　Its　forested　slopes　were　wreathed　in　fog；　giving　the　island　a　mysterious　appearance。
　　　　〃Much　larger；　of　course；〃　Hammond　said。　〃Eight　miles　long　and　three　miles　wide　at　the　widest　point；　in　total　some　twenty…two　square　Miles。　Making　it　the　largest　private　animal　preserve　in　North　America。〃
　　　　The　helicopter　began　to　climb；　and　headed　toward　the　north　end　of　the　island。　Grant　was　trying　to　see　through　the　dense　fog。
　　　　〃It's　not　usually　this　thick；〃　Hammond　said。　He　sounded　worried。
　　　　At　the　north　end　of　the　island；　the　hills　were　highest；　rising　more　than　two　thousand　feet　above　the　ocean。　The　tops　of　the　hills　were　in　fog；　but　Grant　saw　rugged　cliffs　and　crashing　ocean　below。　The　helicopter　climbed　above　the　hills；　〃Unfortunately；〃　Hammond　said；　〃we　have　to　land　on　the　island。　I　don't　like　to　do　it；　because　it　disturbs　the　animals。　And　it's　sometimes　a　bit　thrilling…〃
　　　　Hammond's　voice　cut　off　as　the　pilot　said；　〃Starting　our　descent　now。　Hang　on；　folks。〃　The　helicopter　started　down；　and　immediately　they　were　blanketed　in　fog。　Grant　heard　a　repetitive　electronic　beeping　through　his　earphones；　but　he　could　see　nothing　at　all；　then　he　began　dimly　to　discern　the　green　branches　of　pine　trees；　reaching　through　the　mist。　Some　of　the　branches　were　close。
　　　　〃How　the　hell　is　he　doing　this？〃　Malcolm　said；　but　nobody　answered。
　　　　The　pilot　swung　his　gaze　left；　then　right；　looking　at　the　pine　forest。　The　trees　were　still　close。　The　helicopter　descended　rapidly。
　　　　〃Jesus；〃　Malcolm　said。
　　　　The　beeping　was　louder。　Grant　looked　at　the　pilot。　He　was　concentrating。　Grant　glanced　down　and　saw　a　giant　glowing　fluorescent　cross　beneath　the　Plexi　bubble　at　his　feet。　There　were　flashing　lights　at　the　corners　of　the　cross。　The　pilot　corrected　slightly　and　touched　down　on　a　helipad。　The　sound　of　the　rotors　faded；　and　died。
　　　　Grant　sighed；　and　released　his　seat　belt。
　　　　〃We　have　to　e　down　fast；　that　way；〃　Hammond　said；　〃because　of　the　wind　shear。　There　is　often　had　wind　shear　on　this　peak；　and　。　。　。　well；　we're　safe。〃
　　　　Someone　was　running　up　to　the　helicopter。　A　man　with　a　baseball　cap　and　red　hair。　He　threw　open　the　door　and　said　cheerfully；　〃Hi；　I'm　Ed　Regis。　Wele　to　Isla　Nublar；　everybody。　And　watch　your　step；　please。〃

A　narrow　path　wound　down　the　hill。　The　air　was　chilly　and　damp。　As　they　moved　lower；　the　mist　around　them　thinned；　and　Grant　could　see　the　landscape　better。　It　looked；　he　thought；　rather　like　the　Pacific　Northwest；　the　Olympic　Peninsula。
　　　　〃That's　right；〃　Regis　said。　〃Primary　ecology　is　deciduous　rain　forest。　Rather　different　from　the　vegetation　on　the　mainland；　which　is　more　classical　rain　forest。　But　this　is　a　microclimate　that　only　occurs　at　elevation；　on　the　slopes　of　the　northern　hills。　The　majority　of　the　island　is　tropical。〃
　　　　Down　below；　they　could　see　the　white　roofs　of　large　buildings；　nestled　among　the　planting。　Grant　was　surprised：　the　construction　was　elaborate。　They　moved　lower；　out　of　the　mist；　and　now　he　could　see　the　full　extent　of　the　island；　stretching　away　to　the　south。　As　Regis　had　said；　it　was　mostly　covered　in　tropical　forest。
　　　　To　the　south；　rising　above　the　palm　trees；　Grant　saw　a　single　trunk　with　no　leaves　at　all；　just　a　big　curving　stump。　Then　the　stump　moved；　and　twisted　around　to　face　the　new　arrivals。　Grant　realized　that　he　was　not　seeing　a　tree　at　all。
　　　　He　was　looking　at　the　graceful；　curving　neck　of　an　enormous　creature；　rising　fifty　feet　into　the　air。
　　　　He　was　looking　at　a　dinosaur。

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〃My　God；〃　Ellie　said　softly。　They　were　all　staring　at　the　animal　above　the　trees。　〃My　God。〃
　　　　Her　first　thought　was　that　the　dinosaur　was　extraordinarily　beautiful。　Books　portrayed　them　as　oversize；　dumpy　creatures；　but　this　long…necked　animal　had　a　gracefulness；　almost　a　dignity；　about　its　movements。　And　it　was　quick…there　was　nothing　lumbering　or　dull　in　its　behavior。　The　sauropod　peered　alertly　at　them；　and　made　a　low　trumpeting　sound；　rather　like　an　elephant。　A　moment　later；　a　second　head　rose　above　the　foliage；　and　then　a　third；　and　a　fourth。
　　　　〃My　God；〃　Ellie　said　again。

Gennaro　was　speechless。　He　had　known　all　along　what　to　expect…he　had　known　about　it　for　years…but　he　had　somehow　never　believed　it　would　happen；　and　now；　he　was　shocked　into　silence。　The　awesome　power　of　the　new　genetic　technology；　which　he　had　formerly　considered　to　he　just　so　many　words　in　an　overwrought　sales　pitch…the　power　suddenly　became　clear　to　him。　These　animals　were　so　big！　They　were　enormous！　Big　as　a　house！　And　so　many　of　them！　Actual　damned　dinosaurs！　Just　as　real　as　you　could　want。
　　　　Gennaro　thought：　W