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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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"Correct me if I'm wrong," I said slowly. "When I first called on you to
back me, you covered him with a pocket pen. Then, after you disarmed him, you
held him with an empty gun. Is that correct?"
"Richard, I was taken by surprise. I did the best I could."
"I was not criticizing. On the contrary!"
"There never seemed to be a good time to tell you." She went on, "Dear,
could you spare a pair of pants and a shirt? There are some right on top in your
duffel bag."
"I suppose so. For our problem child?"
"Yes. I want to shove his filthy clothes down the oubliette, let them be
recycled. The stench won't clear out of here until we get rid of them."
"So let's get rid of them." I shoved Bill's clothes down the chute (all but
his shoes), then washed my hands at the buttery's fountain. "Gwen, I don't think
I have anything more to leara from this lunk. We could leave him some clothes
and simply leave. Or... we could leave right away and not leave him any
clothes."
Gwen looked startled. "But the proctors would pick him up at once."
"Exactly. Dear girl, this lad is a bom loser; the proctors will grab him
before long anyhow. What do they do with night-walkers today? Have you heard any
gossip?**
"No. Nothing with the ring of truth."
"I don't think they ship them down to Earth. That would cost the Company
too much money, thus violating the Golden Rule the way it is interpreted here
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