"Eliot Fintushel - Uxo, Bomb Dog" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fintushel Eliot)

тАЬThe gambling kind, Blackie. The kind that runs in packs and donтАЩt know the French for тАШforgive.тАЩтАЭ

тАЬYou in debt to them, Spot?тАЭ

He sighed. He pushed aside his plate of curd. тАЬAfraid so. My head is on the block here, Blacks. These
sharks mean business. These are the big boys. They got ten thou worth of my chits, and if I donтАЩt pay
them back by next Saturday, IтАЩm a dead man. You gotta help me out, Blackie. YouтАЩre my only hope,
you and Uxo.тАЭ

тАЬUxo? Waddaya talking about - Uxo? WhatтАЩs Uxo got to do with it?тАЭ

тАЬWell, Blackie, now, thatтАЩs the whole thing. ThatтАЩs what IтАЩm trying to tell you. It has to do with General
Checkers. You know me and him are like this.тАЭ The crossed fingers. тАЬHeтАЩd give me the dough, but itтАЩd
be bad for my character, see? He says heтАЩd do it, but itтАЩd be bad for me, see? HeтАЩs a military man, and
thatтАЩs the way your military types think, see? Character. But heтАЩll still give me the money, I mean, only -тАЭ

тАЬYeah . . . ?тАЭ

тАЬOnly I gotta do something for it.тАЭ

тАЬWhat?тАЭ

Uxo stopped worrying the nose, which he had pinched between his paws, and pricked up his ears. We
could hear the Naderites drumming and singing away off in the Washington Mews. They must have un
tethered the symbolic horse, the one that would run wild through the downtown streets, a Green Day
ritual to celebrate the end of the production of passenger cars - as if it had been something that anybody
had a choice in.

Uxo went back to work on the wet left rubber nostril at just about the same moment that Spot stopped
working those lips of his and gave me a suppliant look. тАЬI, we, gotta arrange a sort of a, well, contest.тАЭ

тАЬA contest?тАЭ I says.
тАЬDonтАЩt be mad at me now. You see the fix IтАЩm in here, donтАЩt you?тАЭ

тАЬWhat sort of a contest?тАЭ

тАЬYou want my kelp?тАЭ

тАЬWhat sort of a contest, Spot?тАЭ

тАЬThe General has some pals in the de-mining technology business, see? Just like Ike said - military
industrial, see? ItтАЩs a marriage made in heaven.тАЭ

тАЬIke said it was a bad thing.тАЭ

тАЬWhatever. But these pals of the GeneralтАЩs, outfit name of UM&D, theyтАЩll bankroll the whole thing, me
included.тАЭ

тАЬWhat whole thing?тАЭ