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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. I photographed the rolligon."
"And you place the bus at that time seventy-eight kilometers from the
city?"
"No, sir, not the bus. The other rolligon."
There was the sort of silence sometimes called "pregnant." Then Bozell
said, "But that's crazy! There wasn't any-"
"Just a moment, Bozell. Marcy, you were misled by John-son's lies. What you
saw was the bus."
"No, sir. I did see the bus; I had it on monitor. But I saw at once that it
was moving. So I coached the camera back down the trace about ten klicks... and
there was the second rolligon, just as Midnight had said."
Bozell was almost in tears. "But- There was nothing there, I tell you! My
boys and I searched that whole area. Nothing! Marcy, you're out of your mind!"
I don't know how long Bozell would have gone on wishing away a rolligon he
could not find, as he was interrupted; Gwen came in. And I reswallowed my heart;
everything was going to be all right!
(I had been worried sick ever since I had seen Mao's triple defenses
against anyone walking in on him. A guard against assassination? I don't know; I
simply fretted that Gwen might be balked. But I should have had more confidence
in my little giant.)
She smiled and waved me a kiss, then turned and held the door. "Right
through here, gentlemen!"
Two of Mao's own police brought in a wheelchair, laid back so that Auntie
could recline
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