"John DeChancie - Castle 04 - Castle War" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dechancie John)

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тАЬJesus, nineteen-fifty! They didnтАЩt even have computers then!тАЭ

Jeremy read what appeared next.

YOU WERENтАЩT SUPPOSED TO RUN ME WITHOUT CHECKING OUT THE OPERATING
SYSTEM, BUT IтАЩM GLAD YOU DID, ANYWAY. TURN AROUND AND LOOK, DARLING.

Jeremy jerked his head up and said, тАЬHuh?тАЭ

He wheeled around in his chair and nearly fell off.

тАЬHello, Jeremy.тАЭ

She was about five feet seven inches tall and had long shiny black hair. Her eyes were large and blue,
her lips full and pouting. She had a straight nose and high cheekbones and wore a slinky cocktail dress
of black velvet, slit up the left thigh, with high-heeled black patent-leather shoes. Her legs were long and


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exquisitely turned, and she had on black net stockings.

Jeremy had some trouble with his lips. тАЬWho тАФ who тАФ who are you?тАЭ

тАЬIтАЩm Isis.тАЭ

She came up and kissed him full on the mouth.


Six


The Plains of Merydion
He put down the chalk, picked up a dry cloth, and wiped the piece of slate, erasing the last part of the
message. The sending technique was primitive, but it had worked.

He set the slate down and picked up his flagon of wine. He drank deeply. When the flagon was empty,
he sat awhile in thought.

Presently he got up and left the tent.

Gart, the warlord, was seated by the fire gnawing a haunch of mutton. It was late, and most of GartтАЩs
army was asleep. Campfires burned low on the plain. A hide-and-seek moon played in the clouds above.
Out in the darkness, sentries walked the perimeter of the camp.

Gart looked up from his meal. He smiled, gap-toothed and devilish, his beard glistening with grease.