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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. "You steer this thing with your feet. I'm shy one foot-it's
sitting over there by my seat. There is no way in the world I can put it on...
and no way in the world I can drive with just one foot."
She answered soothingly, "That's all right, dear. You handle the
radio-we'll need some Maydays, I think. While I drive."
"You can drive this behemoth?"
"Certainly. I didn't want to volunteer, with you two men here. But I'll be
happy to drive. Two more hours, about. Easy."
Three minutes later Gwen was checking the controls; I was seated beside
her, figuring out how to jack my suit into the bus's radio. Two of those minutes
had been spent delegating Bill as master at arms with orders to keep Lady Dee in
her seat. She had come forward again, with firm instructions about how things
were to be done. Seems she was in a hurry- something about a directors' meeting
in Ell-Four. So we must drive fast, make up for lost time.
This time I did get to hear Gwen's comment. It was heartwarming. Lady Dee
gasped, especially when Gwen told her what to do with her proxies, after she
folded them until they were all sharp comers.
Gwen let in the clutches, the Hear Me shook, then backed, swung past the
other rolligon, and we were away. I finally punched the right buttons on the
radio, tuned it to what I thought was the right channel:
"-o, M, F, I, E, S speUs 'Comfies!' the perfect answer to the stresses of
modern living! Don't take the cares of business home with you
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