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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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It had been a busy day.
XXVII
"It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards."
CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON 1832-1898
"Gwendolyn my love." Hazel stopped with a teethclean in hand, looked
startled.
"Yes, Richard?"
"This is our first anniversary. We must celebrate." "I'm quite willing to
celebrate but I can't figure out your arithmetic. And celebrate how? A fancy
breakfast? Or back to bed?"
"Both. Plus a special treat. But eat first. As for my arithmetic, attend
me. It is our anniversary because we have been married exactly a week. Yes, I am
aware that you think of it as two years-"
"I do not! Doesn't count. Like time spent in Brooklyn." "And you tell me
that I have been here thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine days, more or
less. But it is not thirty-nine days to me, Gwen Hazel, as Allah will not
subtract from my allotted time those days spent in the Lethe field, so I don't
count them. Hell, I wouldn't believe in them if it weren't that I now have two
feet-"
"You're complaining?"
"Oh, no! Except that I now have to cut twice as many toenails-"
"Blert!"
"What do you know about it? You don't have toenails; you have claws. And
you scratched me in the night, you did. Yes, you did-don't look innocent. Monday
evening the thirtieth of June-of 2188, it was, though I'm not sure what year it
is here-we went to see the Halifax Ballet Theater with Luanna Pauline as
Titania
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