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Robert A. Heinlein - A Comedy Of Justice
Atec Февраль 27 2008 02:52:13
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. You can tell the Father and His sweet-talking Son and that sneaky Ghost, that they can take their gaudy Holy City and shove it! If Margrethe has to be in Hell, that's where I want to be!'
Peter, was saying, 'Forgive him, Father; he's feverish, with grief - he doesn't know what he is saying.'
I quieted down a little. 'Saint Peter, I know exactly what I am saying. I don't want to stay here. My beloved is in Hell, so that is where I want to be. Where I must be.'
'Alec, you'll get over this.'
'What you don't see is that I don't want to get over this. I want to be with my love and share her fate. You tell me she's in Hell -ґ
'No, I told you that it is certain that she is not in Heaven and not on earth.'
'Is there a fourth place? Limbo, or some such?'
'Limbo is a myth. I know of no fourth place.'
'Then I want to leave here at once and look all over Hell for her. How?'
Peter shrugged.
'Damn it, don't give me a run-around! That's all I've been handed since the day I walked through the fire - one run-around after another. Am I a prisoner?.
'No.
'Then tell me how to go to Hell.'
'Very well. You can't wear that halo to Hell. They wouldn't let you in.ґ
'I never wanted it. Let's go!ґ
'Not long after that I stood on the threshold of Judah Gate, escorted there by two angels. Peter did not say good-bye to me; I guess he was disgusted. I was sorry about that; I liked him very much
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