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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 chuckled. "My dear sir, I would most happily sell you your own hat were
you to leave it on my counter. But you are correct in essence. As I have
accepted you as my client you can trust me totally. Being a double agent would
invite ulcers ... and I am a gourmand who will do nothing that could interfere
with my pleasures as a trencherman."
He looked thoughtful and added, "May I see that wallet again? Enrico
Schultz."
I handed it to him. He took out the ID. "You say this is a good likeness?"
"Excellent, I think."
"Dr. Ames, you will realize that the name 'Schultz' at once catches my
attention. What you may not guess is that the varied nature of my enterprises
makes it desirable for me to note each new arrival in this habitat. I read the
Herald each day, skimming everything but noting most carefully anything of a
personal nature. I can state unequivocally that this man did not enter Golden
Rule habitat under the name 'Schultz.' Any other name might have slipped my
mind. But my own surname? Impossible."
"He appears to have given that name on arriving here."
"'-appears to have-' You speak precisely." Schultz looked at the ID. "In
twenty minutes in my studio-no, allow me a half hour-I could produce an ID with
this face on it-and of as good quality-that would assert that his name was
'Albert Einstein.'"
"You're saying we can't trace him by that ID
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