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Robert Heinlein - Citizen Of The Galaxy
Atec Февраль 20 2008 18:00:37
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. Take it easy, son."
"Pop?"
"Yes, son. I'm sorry I startled you -- I should have changed before I came back. Events pushed me." He started stripping off fine clothing.
When Baslim removed the evening headdress, he looked more like Pop . . . except for one thing. "Pop . . . your eye."
"0h, that. It comes out as easily as it went in. I look better with two eyes, don't I?"
"I don't know." Thorby stared at it worriedly. "I don't think I like it"
"So? Well, you won't often see me wear it. As long as you are awake you can help."
Thorby was not much help; everything Pop did was new to him. First Baslim dug tanks and trays from a food cupboard which appeared to have an extra door in its back. Then he removed the false eye and, handling it with great care, unscrewed it into two parts and removed a tiny cylinder, using tweezers.
Thorby watched the processing that followed but did not understand, except that he could see that Pop was working with extreme care and exact timing. At last Baslim said, "All done. Now well see if I got any pictures."
Baslim inserted the spool in a microviewer, scanned it, smiled grimly and said, "Get ready to go out. Skip breakfast. You can take along a piece of bread."
"Huh?"
"Get moving. No time to waste."
Thorby put on his make-up and clout and dirtied his face. Baslim was waiting with a photograph and a small flat cylinder about the size of a half-minim bit
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