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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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.) "I will
if you insist. Did you ever have a pin stuck under a fingernail, then the outer
end of the pin heated? It improves one's memory."
Gwen said eagerly, "A bobby pin works better. Senator- more mass to hold
the heat. I've got one right here. Can I do it to him? Can I?"
"You mean, 'May I,' do you not? No, dear girl, I want you to continue to
keep Bill under your sights. If it becomes necessary to resort to such methods,
I won't ask a lady to do it for me."
"Aw, Senator, you'll get soft-hearted and let up on him just when he's
ready to spout. Not me! Let me show you-please!"
"Well..."
"Keep that bloodthirsty bitch away from me!" Bill's voice was shrill.
"Bill! You will apologize to the lady at once. Otherwise I will let her do
to you whatever she wishes."
He moaned again. "Lady, I apologize. I'm sorry. But you scare it right out
of me. Please don't use a bobby pin on me- I seen a guy once had that done to
him."
"Oh, it could be worse," Gwen assured him pleasantly. 'Twelve-gauge copper
wire conducts the heat much better and there are interesting places in the male
body to use it. More efficient. Quicker results." She added thoughtfully,
"Senator, I've got some copper wire in my small case. If you'll hold this pistol
for a moment, I'll get it for you."
"Thank you, my dear, but it may not be needed; I mink Bill wants to say
something
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