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. "I've
notified Dry Bones Pressure and Broken Nose Pressure; they're nearest. Good
luck."
I tried to dig out of the computer a call directory for Luna. But it was
still sulking; I could not get it to list its own directory. So I tried some
test problems on it. It insisted that 2 + 2 = 3.9999999999999999999999.... When
I tried to get it to admit that 4 = 2 + 2, it became angry and claimed that 4 =
3,14159265358979323846264338327950288419716939937511 .... So I gave up.
I left channel eleven switched on at full gain and got up off the ceiling.
I found Gwen wearing a powder blue siren suit with a flame-colored scarf at her
throat. She looked fetching.
I said to her, "Sweetheart, I thought all your clothes were still in Golden
Rule?"
"I crowded this into the little case when we decided to abandon baggage. I
can't keep up the pretense of being Japanese once I wash my face... which, I
trust, you have noticed that I have done."
"Not too well. Especially your ears."
"Picky, picky! I used only a wet hanky of our precious drinking water.
Beloved, I could not pack another safari suit- or whatever-for you. But I do
have clean jockey shorts and a pair of socks for you.'^
"Gwen, you're not only wholesome; you're efficient."
" 'Wholesome'!"
"But you are, dear. That's why I married you."
"Hummph! When I figure out just how I've been insulted and how much, you
are going to pay
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