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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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... but not for bribery in amounts of less than a hundred
thousand. For a small squeeze, cash and in person is more practical. Coming with
me?"
"Do you think you can leave me behind? On our wedding day? Just try it,
buster!"
"Put some clothes on, maybe?"
"Are you ashamed of the way I look?"
"Not at all. Let's go."
"I give in. Half a sec, while I find my slippers. Richard, can we go via my
compartment? At the ballet last night I felt very chic but my gown is too dressy
for public corridors at this time of day. I want to change."
"Your slightest wish, ma'am. But that brings up another point. Do you want
to move in here?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Gwen, it has been my experience that marriage can sometimes stand up
against twin beds but almost never against twin addresses."
"You didn't quite answer me."
"So you noticed. Gwen, I have this one nasty habit. Makes me hard to live
with. I write."
The dear girl looked puzzled. "So you've told roe. But why do you call it a
nasty habit?"
"Uh... Gwen my love, I am not going to apologize for writing... anymore
than I would apologize for this missing foot... and in truth the one led to the
other. When I could no longer follow the profession of arms, I had to do
something to eat. I wasn't trained for anything else and back home some other
kid had my paper route. But writing is a legal way of avoiding work without
actually stealing and one that doesn't take any talent or training
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