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. I'm married to your
nephew now... but you're still an old goat. Get down out of that toy wagon and
kiss me like you mean it."
Hastily Uncle unclutched his rotor and got down; Hazel handed Pixel to me,
which saved his life. After a while the old goat said, "No, I have not met you
before; I could not possibly forget."
Hazel answered, "Yes, I have met you before; I'll never forget. God, it's
good to see you again. Jock. You haven't changed. When was your last
rejuvenation?"
"Five subjective years ago-just long enough to marinate. But I wouldn't let
them youthen my face. When was yours?"
"Same subjective, about. Wasn't due for it yet but I needed cosmetic
because I planned to marry your nephew. So I took a booster along with it.
Turned out I needed it; he's a goat, too."
"I know. Dickie had to enlist because they were closing in on him from all
sides." (An outright lie!) "But are you sure your name is Sadie? That's not the
name Lazarus gave me as a test word."
"My name is whatever I want it to be, just as it is with Lazarus. My, I'm
glad they moved THQ to your place last night! Kiss me again."
He did and finally I said mildly, "Not on a public road, folks, not in
Poweshiek County. This is not Boondock."
"Mind your own business, nephew. Sadie, headquarters was not moved here
last night; that was three years ago."
XXVIII
"The majority is never right
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