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Robert A. Heinlein - A Comedy Of Justice
Atec Февраль 27 2008 02:52:13
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. Or you had said. Oh, shucks, I don't know!'
'Then why don't we forget it until we can ask Seсor Muсoz?'
'Marga, doesn't it upset you to find that we are going to, have to slave away in this dump an extra five weeks?'
'Yes, but not very much. Alec, I've always had to work. Working aboard ship was harder work than teaching school - but I got to travel and see strange places. Waiting tables here is a little harder than cleaning rooms in the Konge Knut - but I have you with me here and that more than makes up for it. I want to go with you to your homeland... but it's not my homeland, so I'm not as eager to leave here as you are. To me, today, where you are is my homeland.'
'Darling, you are so logical and reasonable and civilized that you sometimes drive me right straight up the wall.'
'Alec, I don't mean to do that. I just want us to stop worrying about it until we can see Seсor Muсoz. But right this minute I want to rub your back until you relax.'
'Madame, you've convinced me! But only if I have the privilege of rubbing your poor tired feet before you rub my back.'
We did both. 'Ah, wilderness were paradise enow!'
Beggars can't be choosy. I got up early the next morning, saw the clerk's runner, was told that I could not see the clerk until court adjourned for the day, so I made a semi-appointment for close-of-court on Tuesday - 'semi' in that we were committed to show up; Seсor Muсoz was not
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