"Duane, Diane - Tos - Spock's World" - читать интересную книгу автора (Duane Diane)

illogical. Life was about dealing with what was.
He touched the screen, and the computer dialed the code.
He waited a moment or so before speaking. The link
was scrambled, and before communications be-
gan, the computer had to agree with the one on the other
end as to the eighty-digit "satchel" crypton they
would use to keep the link secure. He had the
utmost confidence in the ciphering process.
Ninety-six standard years before, he had invented it.
He paused two point three seconds to let the
process finish. "Sarek," he said.
The voice that answered him did so, by the good
offices of the computer, well above the frequencies that
most people on this planet were capable of hearing. The
slightest high-pitched hissing or squeaking on the
air was all any listener would perceive. That tiny
speech whispering into the air went on for a
moment, and then Sarek said, "By what majority?" The
air spoke softly to itself again. "Very well," he
said. "Whose was the request?"
Another tiny answer. "Tell her I will come,"
he said. "If all the transportation connections work
correctly, we will be there in four- point nine six
days. Ou."
He touched another code on the screen, not
bothering to scramble the communication this time. "Sarek,"
he said again. "I am being recalled, informally.
Make the arrangements with the usual carriers, and begin
distributing my appointments between Svaid and
T'Aimnu."
"Affirmative," said his attach. "Being handled
now. What reason shall we give the Federation
Council and the immigration authorities?"
"Personal political business," he said. And,
hearing T"...Lie's unspoken curiosity, he
added, "The Referendum has been called. I must
speak for the proposal."
There was a pause. "There was nothing about
that in the packet this morning. Perhaps there has been
an oversight."
"No, no oversight. I was just notified. There
will be a full pricis in the next packet.
Call a press confer ence and issue the statement as
soon as you have a context-positive translation."
"Yes, sir."
"Ou."
The Ambassador Extraordinary of Vulcan
to the United Federation of Planets, and incidentally
to Earth, turned away from the screen and sat down very
slowly in a chair that faced the windows. The light and