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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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." "And so do I. He went to city hall to "put up bail for you
know who. Or do you?" "XiaT
"Too right! I've got to get back to my scopes but I'll tell him. Off!"
"What now, Richard?"
"Gallop in all directions."
"Do be serious!"
"Can you think of anything better? The queue is gone from Mom's Diner;
let's eat lunch."
"Eat lunch while our friends are in danger?"
"Sweetheart, even if we went back to Kongville-and thereby shoved our heads
in the lion's mouth-we would have no way to find them. There is nothing we can
do until Choy-Mu calls us. That might be five minutes from now, or five hours.
One thing I learned in combat: Never skip a chance to eat, sleep, or pee;
another chance may be a long time coming.'*
I recommend Mom's cherry pie with ice cream. Hazel ordered the same but, by
the time I was chasing my last bite with a spoon, she had merely toyed with
hers. I said, "Young lady, you sit right there until you have eaten everything
on your plate."
"Richard, I can't."
"I don't like to beat you in public-"
"So don't."
"So I won't. Instead I will sit right here until you have eaten that all
up, even if it means that I must sleep in this chair tonight."
Hazel expressed obscenely unfavorable opinions of me, of Jefferson Mao, and
of cherry pie, then ate the cherry pie. By thirteen-twenty we were at the door
of the computer area in the Complex
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