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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
put pressure on my diaphragm, held my breath.
For the doctor that pesky sheet came off easily. The bed was clean and dry
(I checked that first-no plumbing that I could identify)-and two big ugly feet
were sticking up side by side, the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
Minerva caught me as I fainted.
Teena made no wisecracks.
Twenty minutes later it had been established that I had control over my new
foot and its toes as long as I didn't think about it... although during a check
run I sometimes overcontrolled if I tried too hard to do what Dr. Galahad told
me to do.
"I'm pleased with the results," he said. "If you are. Are you?"
"How can I describe it? Rainbows? Silver bells? Mushroom clouds? Ezra- Can
you tell him?"
"I've tried to tell him. It's being born again. Walking is such a simple
thing... until you can't."
"Yes. Doctor, whose foot is this? I haven't prayed lately ... but for him
I'll try."
"He isn't dead."
"Huh?"
"And he isn't shy a foot. It's an odd circumstance. Colonel. Teena had
trouble finding a right foot your size that your immune system would not reject
about as fast as you can say 'septicemia.' Then Ishtar-she's my boss-told her to
extend the search... and Teena found one. That one. A part of the clone of a
living client.
"We have never before been faced with this. I- We, the hospital staff, have
no more authority and no more right to use a dedicated clone than we have to
chop off your other foot
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