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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. Yes, Gwen
and I had married on the first-so today had to be the Fourth of July. A good
omen!
Seated at a bench around a fountain in the center of Revolutionary Square
was Xia, waiting for us.
I had expected Gwen; I did not expect Xia. In the chat I had had with Xia,
I had asked her to try to locate Gwen and to tell her where I was going and why.
"Xia, I don't like being called in by cops for questioning, especially in a
strange town where I don't know the political setup. If I am 'detained'-to put
it politely-I want my wife to know where to look."
I did not suggest what Gwen should do about it. In only three days of
marriage to Gwen I had already learned that nothing I could suggest could equal
what she would think of, left to her own devious devices-being married to Gwen
was not dull!
I was warmly pleased to find Xia waiting but I was startled at what she had
with her. I stared and said, "Somebody book the bridal suite?" On the bench by
Xia I saw Gwen's small case, a package containing a wig, a rock maple in bonsai,
and a package not familiar to me but self-explained by its Sears Montgomery
wrapping. "I'll bet my toothbrush is still hanging in the 'fresher."
"How much and what odds?" said Xia. "You would lose. Richard, I'll miss
both of you. Maybe I'll run over to L-City and visit you."
"Do that!" said Gwen.
"Concur," I concurred, "if we're moving to L-City
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