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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. That evening
was most pleasant but my memory of it is spotty. I can't blame it on alcohol; I
did not drink all that much. But I learned that the Lethe field has a mild side
effect that alcohol can potentiate; Lethe may affect the memory erratically for
a while after the patient is no longer under it. Ah, well-tan-staafl! A few gaps
in memory are not the hazard that addiction to a hard drug is.
I do recall that we had a good time: Hazel, me, Choy-Mu, Xia, Ezra, Father
Hendrik, and (after Teena found her for us and Hazel talked to her) Gretchen.
All of us who had escaped from the Raffles-even the two pairs of redheads who
rescued us were with us part of the evening, Cas and Pol, Laz and Lor. Nice
kids. Older than I am, I learned later, but it doesn't show. On Tertius, age is
a slippery concept.
Xia's quarters were too small for such a number but a crowded party is the
best kind.
The redheads left us and I got tired and went in and lay down on Xia's bed.
There was some murderous card game going on for forfeits in the other room;
Hazel seemed to be the big winner. Xia went "broke" by whatever rules they were
playing and joined me. Gretchen bet unwisely on the next pot and took the other
side of the bed. She used my left shoulder as a pillow, Xia having already
claimed the right one. From me other room I heard Hazel say, "See you and raise
you one galaxy
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