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Robert A. Heinlein - A Comedy Of Justice
Atec Февраль 27 2008 02:52:13
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'The reason I ask about the height, Katie, is because it states in the Book that you gathered all your family into your house and stayed there, all during the siege.'
'We surely did, seven horrid days. My contract with the Israelite spies required it. My place was only two little rooms, not big enough for three adults and seven kids. We ran out of food, we ran out of water, the kids cried, my father complained. He happily took the money I brought in; with seven kids he needed it. But he resented having to stay under the same roof where I entertained johns, and he was especially bitter about having to use my bed. My workbench. But use it he did, and I slept on the floor.'
'Then your family were all in your house when the walls came tumbling down.'
'Yes, surely. We didn't dare leave it until they came for us, the two spies. My house was marked at the window with red string.'
'Katie, your house was on the wall, thirty feet up. The Bible says the wall fell down flat. Wasn't anyone hurt?'
She looked startled. 'Why, no.'
'Didn't the house collapse?'
'No. Alec, it's been a long time. But I remember the trumpets and the shout, and then the earthquake rumble as the city wall fell. But my house wasn't hurt.'
`Saint Alec!ґ
'Yes, Jerry?'
'You should know; you're a saint. A miracle. If Yahweh hadn't been throwing miracles right and left, the - Israelites would never have conquered the Canaanites
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