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.. Нетерпеливый жест Ореста. Хорошо. Стучу, но это безнадежно. (Стучит... В углу гаража в шезлонге полулежал мужчина в штатском с обрезом на коленях и крепко спал. Он не проснулся, даже когда в гараже появились двое непрошеных гостей... Когда я окончательно пришел к такому решению, тоска по родному краю внезапно усилилась до такой степени, что я не мог дождаться отъезда. И я отложил полную ликвидацию моего предп.. Конфиденциальное уничтожение документов Смотрите также: Сергей Авдеев. Роберт Шекли, «Будущее мира - непредсказуемо...» Роберт Шекли. Разум покинул людей еще в первые дни французской революции «Россия – страна для фантастического романа» Александр Амзин. Не стало Роберта Шекли Александр Панков. Сезон охоты Роберта Шекли «Бесконечный вестерн», закладка на странице 10 (прочитано 64%) «Билет на планету Транай», закладка на странице 10 (прочитано 26%) «Все проверяется на практике», закладка на странице 1 (прочитано 0%) «Глубокий синий сон», закладка на странице 1 (прочитано 0%) «День, когда пришли Чужие», закладка на странице 1 (прочитано 0%) «Долой паразитов», закладка на странице 1 (прочитано 0%) |
Шекли Роберт (Sheckley Robert) - Произведения - Заказ
Тем временем: ... There were never many girls at all at the football games. Only seniors were allowed to bring girls with them. It was a terrible school, no matter how you looked at it. I like to be somewhere at least where you can see a few girls around once in a while, even if they're only scratching their arms or blowing their noses or even just giggling or something. Old Selma Thurmer--she was the headmaster's daughter--showed up at the games quite often, but she wasn't exactly the type that drove you mad with desire. She was a pretty nice girl, though. I sat next to her once in the bus from Agerstown and we sort of struck up a conversation. I liked her. She had a big nose and her nails were all bitten down and bleedy-looking and she had on those damn falsies that point all over the place, but you felt sort of sorry for her. What I liked about her, she didn't give you a lot of horse manure about what a great guy her father was. She probably knew what a phony slob he was. The reason I was standing way up on Thomsen Hill, instead of down at the game, was because I'd just got back from New York with the fencing team. I was the goddam manager of the fencing team. Very big deal. We'd gone in to New York that morning for this fencing meet with McBurney School. Only, we didn't have the meet. I left all the foils and equipment and stuff on the goddam subway. It wasn't all my fault. I had to keep getting up to look at this map, so we'd know where to get off. So we got back to Pencey around two-thirty instead of around dinnertime. The whole team ostracized me the whole way back on the train. It was pretty funny, in a way. The other reason I wasn't down at the game was because I was on my way to say good-by to old Spencer, my history teacher. He had the grippe, and I figured I probably wouldn't see him again till Christmas vacation started... |
