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Robert A. Heinlein - A Comedy Of Justice
Atec Февраль 27 2008 02:52:13
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. What do you think of that?'
'I didn't mean to.'
'So we'll forget it. But it is never polite to shock people, especially guests, so let's be more careful next time. Will you be at dinner?'
'Yes. If I can be excused early and run, run, run. Date, Daddy.'
'What time will you be home?'
'Won't. All-night gathering. Rehearsal for Midsummer Night. Thirteen covens.'
He sighed. 'I suppose that I should thank the Three Crones that you are on the pill.'
'Pill shmill. Don't be a cube, Daddy; nobody ever gets pregnant at a Sabbat; everybody knows that.'
'Everybody but me. Well, let us offer thanks that you are willing to have dinner with us.' Suddenly she shrieked as she fell forward off the board. The picture followed her down.
She splashed, then came up spouting water. 'Daddy! You pushed me!'
'How could you say such a thing?' he answered in self-righteous tones. The living picture suddenly vanished.
Katie Farnsworth said conversationally, 'Gerald keeps trying to dominate his daughter. Hopelessly, of course. He should take her to bed and discharge his incestuous yearnings. But they are both too prissy for that.'
'Woman, remind me to beat you.'
'Yes, dearest. You wouldn't have to force her. Make your intentions plain and she will burst into tears and surrender. Then both of you will have the best time of your lives. Wouldn't you say so, Margrethe?'
'I would say so. '
By then I was too numb to be shocked by Margrethe's words
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