"Ron Goulart - Cure For Baldness" - читать интересную книгу автора (Goulart Ron)

"No, it's not. Ford Madox Ford was some kind of British novelist who had a
book
of his done on Masterpiece Theater once. He's dead."

"That's true. Actually Ford Madox Ford, is an assumed monicker. My real handle
is . . . " A huge roaring sound, accompanied by a crimson gust of flame, came
out of the shadows. "For occasions such as this, however, I prefer to use
Ford."

Roger lowered himself down into a plump armchair. "Nice meeting you, Mr.
Ford."

"So why do you want hair?"

"Oh, it's sort of complicated."

"Hold it. I'll read your mind. Faster."

Nodding, Roger pointed at the sprawl of empty clothes with his shoe toe. "Was
Samson inside those earlier?"

"Eh?"

"Samson of the Samson Institute. Was he wearing those up until --"

"Yep, you just missed the guy. Whoosh! Right out of his attire and off to
elsewhere. They won't mind his being jaybird naked over there."

"He dabbled in magic?"

"Black magic, ancient sorcery, stuff like that."

"Was he using black magic and such to grow hair for people?"

"I'd guess, since his business wasn't going all that well, that he was hoping
to
get some supernatural help."

"You mentioned earlier that he'd summoned you. What exactly are--"

"A demon."

"Oh."

"Don't, though, get the notion that my abilities are limited to dull crap like
growing hair. Nope, I happen to be a full service, all purpose demon,"
explained
Ford Madox Ford. "I could, for example, guarantee that Olive Bunce signs with
Tandem."