"Robert A. Heinlein - Rocket Ship Galileo" - читать интересную книгу автора (Heinlein Robert A)

heтАЩs all right.тАЬ
Mr. Jenkins came out with news. тАЮWell, boys, this is your lucky day. Skull
uninjured according to the X-ray. The patient woke when they sewed up his
scalp. I talked with him and he has decided not to scalp any of you in return.тАЬ
He smiled.
тАЮMay I see him?тАЬ asked Art.
тАЮNot tonight. TheyтАЩve given him a hypo and he is asleep. I telephoned your
mother, Art.тАЬ
тАЮYou did? Thank you, sir.тАЬ
тАЮSheтАЩs expecting you. IтАЩll drop you by.тАЬ
ArtтАЩs interview with his mother was not too difficult; Mr. Jenkins had laid a
good foundation. In fact, Mrs. Mueller was incapable of believing that Art
could be тАЮbad.тАЬ But she did worry about him and Mr. Jenkins had soothed
her, not only about Art but also as to the welfare of her brother. Morrie had
still less trouble with Mr. Abrams. After being assured that the innocent
bystander was not badly hurt, he had shrugged. тАЮSo what? So we have
lawyers in the family for such things. At fifty cents a week itтАЩll take you about
five hundred years to pay it off. Go to bed.тАЬ
тАЮYes, Poppa.тАЬ
The boys gathered at the rocket testing grounds the next morning, after being
assured by a telephone call to the hospital that Doctor Cargraves had spent a
good night. They planned to call on him that afternoon; at the moment they
wanted to hold a post-mortem on the ill-starred Starstruck V.
The first job was to gather up the pieces, try to reassemble them, and then
try to figure out what had happened. ArtтАЩs film of the event would be
necessary to complete the story, but it was not yet ready.
They were well along with the reassembling when they heard a whistle and a
shout from the direction of the gate. тАЮHello there! Anybody home?тАЬ
тАЮComing!тАЬ Ross answered. They skirted the barricade to where they could
see the gate. A tall, husky figure waited thereтАФa man so young, strong, and
dynamic in appearance that the bandage around his head seemed out of
place, and still more so in contrast with his friendly grin.
тАЮUncle Don!тАЬ Art yelled as he ran up to meet him.
тАЮHi,тАЬ said the newcomer. тАЮYouтАЩre Art. Well, youтАЩve grown a lot but you havenтАЩt
changed much.тАЬ He shook hands.
тАЮWhat are you doing out of bed? YouтАЩre sick.тАЬ
тАЮNot me,тАЬ his uncle asserted. тАЮIтАЩve got a release from the hospital to prove it.
But introduce meтАФare these the rest of the assassins?тАЬ
тАЮOh-excuse me. Uncle Don, this is Maurice Abrams and this is Ross Jenkins.
. . Doctor Cargraves.тАЬ
тАЮHow do you do, sir?тАЬ
тАЮGlad to know you, Doctor.тАЬ
тАЮGlad to know you, too.тАЬ Cargraves started through the gate, then hesitated.
тАЮSure this place isnтАЩt booby-trapped?тАЬ
Ross looked worried. тАЮSay, Doctor-weтАЩre all sorry as can be. I still canтАЩt see
how it happened. This gate is covered by the barricade.тАЬ
тАЮRicochet shot probably. Forget it. IтАЩm not hurt. A little skin and a little blood-
thatтАЩs all. If I had turned back at your first warning sign, it wouldnтАЩt have
happened.тАЬ
тАЮHow did you happen to be coming here?тАЬ