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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. He has to have larceny in his heart in the
first place"
CLAUDE WILLIAM DUKENFffiLD 1880-1946
Outside we found Bill still sitting on my duffel bag, the little tree in
his arms. He stood up, an uncertain look on his face. But when Gwen smiled at
him, he grinned back. I said, "Any problems. Bill?"
"No, boss. Uh, skin tried to buy little tree."
"Why didn't you sell it?"
He looked shocked. "Huh? It belongs to her."
"That's right. If you had sold it, do you know what she would have done?
She would have drowned you in caterpillars, that's what she would have done. So
you were smart not to risk crossing her. But no rats. As long as you stick with
her, you need never be afraid of rats. Right, Mistress Hardesty?"
"Correct, Senator. No rats, ever. Bill, I'm proud of you, not letting
someone tempt you. But I want you to stop that slang-why, someone hearing you
might think you were a nightwalker-and we wouldn't want that, would we? So don't
say 'a skin tried to buy the tree,' just say 'a man.'"
"Uh, matter o' fac', this skin was a slitch. Uh, a broad. Read?"
"Yes. But let's try that again. Say 'a woman.'" "All right. That skin was a
woman." He grinned sheepishly. "You sound just like the Sisters that taught us
at Holy Name, back dirtside."
"I take that as a compliment. Bill... and I am going to nag you about your
grammar and your pronunciation and your choice of words even more than they ever
did
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