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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. Not surprising, it was pretty far
away the last time we looked-and that last bum was a foul blast. A long one. So
where are we?"
"When we swung past that big crater- Aristoteles?"
"Not Plato?"
"No, sir. Plato would be west of our track and still in shadow.
It could be some ringwall I don't know... but that smooth stuff-that fairly
smooth stuff-south of us makes me think that it must be Aristoteles."
"Gwen, it doesn't matter what it is; I've got to try to put this wagon down
on that smooth stuff. That fairly smooth stuff. Unless you have a better idea?"
"No, sir, I do not. We're falling. If we speeded up enough to maintain a
circular orbit at this altitude, we probably would not have enough fuel to bring
her down later. That's a guess."
I looked at the fuel gauge-that last long, foul blast had wasted a lot of
my available delta vee. No elbow room. "I think your guess is a certainty-so
we'll land. We'll see if our little friend can calculate a parabolic descent for
this altitude- for I intend to kill our forward speed and simply let her drop,
once we are over ground that looks smooth. What do you think?"
"Uh, I hope we have fuel enough."
"So do I. Gwen?"
"Yes, sir?"
"Honey girl, it's been fun."
"Oh, Richard! Yes."
Bill said in a choked voice, "Uh, I don't think I can-"
I was processing to put us back into a braking attitude
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