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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. Aunt Til answered, "Of course
you'll stay here, Richard; you and your darling bride are welcome tonight and as
long as you'll stay and whenever you come back. This is your home and always has
been." Uncle shrugged, said nothing.
"Thanks! Where shall I drop these packages? My room? And I need to make
arrangements for this fierce feline. Is there a sandbox around from the last
litter? And, while Pixel has had his breakfast, I think he could use some milk."
Aunt Cissy stepped forward. 'Til, I'll take care of the kitten. Isn't he a
pretty one!" She reached for Pixel; Hazel passed him over.
Aunt Til said, "Richard, your room has a guest in it, a Mr. Davis. Mmm, I
think, this being July, that the north room on the third floor would be the most
comfortable for you and Hazel-"
"'Hazel'!" Uncle Jock interjected. "That was the test word Dr. Hubert gave
me. Major Sadie, is that one of your names?"
"Yes. Hazel Davis Stone. Now Hazel Stone Campbell."
"'Hazel Davis Stone,'" Aunt Til put in. "Are you Mr. Da-vis's little girl?"
My bride suddenly perked up. "Depends. A long time ago I was Hazel Davis.
Is this 'Manuel Davis'? Manuel Garcia O'Kelly Davis?"
"Yes."
"My papa! He's here?"
"He'll be here for supper. I hope. But- Well, he has duties."
"I know. I've been in the Corps forty-six years subjective and Papa about
the same, I think
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