"Bradbury, Ray - The Illustrated Man" - читать интересную книгу автора (Bradbury Ray)

УYou are, within reasonable bounds.Ф

УWhatТs wrong with Africa, Father?Ф

УOh, so now you admit you have been conjuring up Africa, do you?Ф

УI wouldnТt want the nursery locked up,Ф said Peter coldly. УEver.Ф

УMatter of fact, weТre thinking of turning the whole house off for about a month. Live sort of a carefree one-for-all existence.Ф

УThat sounds dreadful! Would I have to tie my own shoes instead of letting the shoe tier do it? And brush my own teeth and comb my hair and give myself a bath?Ф

УIt would be fun for a change, donТt you think?Ф

УNo, it would be horrid. I didnТt like it when you took out the picture painter last month.Ф

УThatТs because I wanted you to learn to paint all by yourself, son.Ф

УI donТt want to do anything but look and listen and smell; what else is there to do?Ф

УAll right, go play in Africa.Ф

УWill you shut off the house sometime soon?Ф

УWeТre considering it.Ф

УI donТt think youТd better consider it any more, Father.Ф

УI wonТt have any threats from my son!Ф

УVery well.Ф And Peter strolled off to the nursery.



УAm I on time?Ф said David McClean.

УBreakfast?Ф asked George Hadley.

УThanks, had some. WhatТs the trouble?Ф

УDavid, youТre a psychologist.Ф

УI should hope so.Ф

УWell, then, have a look at our nursery. You saw it a year ago when you dropped by; did you notice anything peculiar about it then?Ф

УCanТt say I did; the usual violences, a tendency toward a slight paranoia here or there, usual in children because they feel persecuted by parents constantly, but, oh, really nothing.Ф

They walked down the ball. УI locked the nursery up,Ф explained the father, Уand the children broke back into it during the night. I let them stay so they could form the patterns for you to see.Ф