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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. Thoroughly hidden. Most of it is flat as a
pancake and as interesting as cold pancakes without butter or syrup.
Despite this I was glad that Aunt Lilybet had placed us in the first row on
the right-Gwen at the window, me next, Bill on my left. It meant that we could
see all that the driver saw out front and also we could see somewhat out to the
right because we were forward of the front axle and thereby could see past the
tire. We could not see too clearly to the right, as the plastic of the pressure
window was old and crazed and yellowed. But forward Aunt Lilybet had her big
driver's port raised and fastened back; the view was as clear as our helmets
permitted-excellent for us; the equipment rented to us by Charlie Wang took the
curse off raw sunlight without noticeably interfering with seeing, like good sun
spectacles.
We didn't talk much because passengers' suit radios were all on a common
frequency-a babel, so we kept ours turned down. Gwen and I could talk by
touching helmets, but not easily. I amused myself by trying to keep track of
where we were going. Neither magnetic compasses nor gyro compasses are useful on
Luna. Magnetism (usually none) means an ore body rather than a direction, and
Luna's spin, while it exists (one revolution per month!), is too leisurely to
affect a gyro compass. An inertial tracker will work but a good one is extremely
expensive-although I can't see why; the art was perfected long ago for guided
missiles
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