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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. "She asked me to tell you that she will not be
here for lunch but expects to see you later this afternoon... and will be here
for supper without fail."
A damned skimpy message! I needed to discuss with Hazel all the talk and
happenings in the closed Circle. Damn it, how could I decide anything until I
had a chance to talk it over with my wife?
Women and cats do what they do; there is nothing a man can do about it.
"I'll sell you a sword in a stone," said Professor Rufo, "cheap. Like new.
Used just once, by King Arthur. In the long run it didn't do him any good and I
can't guarantee that it will help you... but I don't mind turning a profit on
it."
Uncle said, "Rufo, you would sell tickets to your own funeral."
"Not 'would.' Did. Netted enough to buy a round toowitt I badly needed...
because so many people wanted to be certain I was dead."
"So you cheated them." "Not at all. The tickets did not state that I was
dead; they simply called for 'admit bearer' to my funeral. And it was a nice
funeral, the nicest I've ever had... especially the climax when I sat up in my
coffin and sang the oratorio from The Death ofJesse James, doing all the parts
myself. Nobody asked for his money back. Some even left before I reached my high
note. Rude creatures. Go to your own funeral and you'll soon leam who your real
friends are." Rufo turned to me
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