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Robert A. Heinlein - A Comedy Of Justice
Atec Февраль 27 2008 02:52:13
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'I wasn't wearing this halo at the time.'
'That accounts for it. You drew it later?'
'I did not draw it. I acquired it miraculously, on the way from Asher Gate to here.'
`I see. Holy one, it's your privilege to put Khromitycinel on the report. On the other hand I could use the farspeaker to place your inquiry for you.'
'I think that would be better.'
'So do I. In the long run. For you. If I make my meaning clear.'
'You do.'
'But before I call that co-op let's check with Saint Peter's office and make sure your wife has arrived. When did she die?'
'She didn't die. She was caught up in the Rapture, too.'
'So? That means a quick and easy check, no searching of old rolls. Full name, age, sex if any, place and date of we don't need that. Full name first.'
Margrethe Svensdatter Gunderson.'
'Better spell that.'
I did so.
'That's enough for now. If Peter's clerks can spell. You can't wait here; we don't have a waiting room. There is a little restaurant right opposite us - see the sign?'
I turned and looked. ' "The Holy Cow"?ґ
'That's it. Good cooking, if you eat. Wait there; I'll send word to you.'
'Thank you!'
'You are welcome -'She glanced again at my papers, then handed them back. '- Saint Alexander Hergensheimer.'
The Holy Cow was the most homey sight I had seen since the Rapture: a small, neat lunchroom that would have looked at home in Saint Louis or Denver. I went inside
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