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Robert Heinlein - Citizen Of The Galaxy
Atec Февраль 20 2008 18:00:37
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. When he came to it he threw himself down and lay panting.
Back at the gate, Mother Shaum stopped for breath. "My lady," one of them said placatingly, "if you will just let us complete the call --"
"Forget it! No, remember it! -- for tomorrow you'll hear from My Lord Marlin." She flounced back to her chair.
"Please, my lady!"
She ignored them, spoke sharply to the slaves; they swung the chair up, broke into a trot. One guard's hand went to his belt, as a feeling of something badly wrong possessed him. But his hand stopped. Right or wrong, knocking down a lady's bearer was not to be risked, no matter what she might be up to.
And, after all, she hadn't actually done anything wrong.
When the master of the Sisu finally okayed the loading of the last truck, he climbed onto its bed, waved the driver to start, then worked his way forward. "Hey, there!" He knocked on the back of the cab.
"Yes, Captain?" The driver's voice came through faintly.
"There's a stop sign where this road joins the one out to the ships. I notice most of you drivers don't bother with it."
"That one? There's never any traffic on that road. That road is a stop just because the nobles use it."
"That's what I mean. One of them might pop up and I'd miss my jump time just for a silly traffic accident with one of your nobles. They could hold me here for many ninedays. So come to a full stop, will you?"
"Whatever you say
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