"Ron Goulart - Shandy" - читать интересную книгу автора (Goulart Ron)

to the title page. "Earth fairy tales. This is one of your favorites, huh, Shandy?"

Bobbing his gorilla head. Shandy squatted down among the fallen leaves and smacked his paws together.

"Is he intelligent?" Ken asked incredulously. His scalp began to crawl.

"Oh, no ... Well, let's start at the very beginning again," Nancy said.

Shandy rested his head on one clenched paw.

"Once upon a time," Nancy started.

Holman stood and grabbed up his windbreaker. "I've heard this one before. I'll drop by your place in the
evening. Be finished by then?"

Nancy half closed the book with her finger as a marker. "You're angry?"

His coat seam jammed and Holman decided to wear the coat open. "No." He walked away into the
woods. He was only a few steps into the trees when Nancy started the story again.




The fire flared up, brightening the ground around Holman's tent. Nancy hugged her knees up close to her
and rested her head on them. "He would be out of place at the settlement," she said.

Holman dropped a log on the campfire and came back to sit beside the girl. "He'd probably be happier

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running around out here in the woods."

Nancy nodded slowly. "Probably."

The stairs out of the old ship rattled once off in the darkness. Holman looked away from the fire and
toward the ship.

Coming across the grass toward them was a giant teddy bear.

Laughing, Nancy rose. "It's Shandy." She glanced at Holman. "Be nice to him."

Holman watched Shandy approach and didn't answer.

The teddy bear sat down, like a dropped rag doll, next to Nancy. He rubbed his fuzzy brown paws over
his black nose and blinked his button eyes at her.

"Nice old Shandy," said Nancy, pulling one of Shandy's round ears. She smiled at Holman. "This is what
he was being when dad and I first found him."