The Atlantis clave climbed out of the water half a mile west of the 
university, to which it was joined by a causeway. Imperial Tectonics had made 
it look like just another island, as if it had been sitting there for a million 
years. As
Hackworth's rented velocipede took him over the causeway, cool salt air flowing 
through his stubble, he began to relax, finding himself once again on home 
territory. On an emerald green playing field above the breakwater, young boys 
in short pants were knotted into a scrum, playing at fieldball.