"Robert A. Heinlein - The Door into Summer" - читать интересную книгу автора (Heinlein Robert A)

The physical was the usual tiresome routine except for one thing. Toward
the end the examining physician looked me sternly in the eye and said, тАЮSon, how
long have you been on this binge?тАЬ
тАЮBinge?тАЬ
тАЮBinge.тАЬ
тАЮWhat makes you think that, Doctor? IтАЩm as sober as you are. тАЪPeter Piper
picked a peck of pickled-тАЮ
 тАЮKnock it off and answer me.тАЬ
тАЪMmm. . . IтАЩd say about two weeks. A little over.тАЬ
тАЮCompulsive drinker? How many times have you pulled this stunt in the
past?тАЬ
тАЮWell, as a matter of fact, I havenтАЩt. You see-тАЮ I started to tell him
what Belle and Miles had done to me, why did.
He shoved a palm at me. тАЮPlease. IтАЩve got troubles of my own and IтАЩm not a
psychiatrist. Really, all IтАЩm interested in is finding out whether or not your
heart will stand up under the ordeal of putting you down to four degrees
centigrade. Which it will. And I ordinarily donтАЩt care why anyone is nutty
enough to crawl into a hole and pull it in after him; I just figure it is one
less damn fool underfoot. But some residual tinge of professional conscience
prevents me from letting any man, no matter how sorry a specimen, climb into one
of those coffins while his brain is sodden with alcohol. Turn around.тАЬ
тАЮHuh?тАЬ
тАЮTurn around; IтАЩm going to inject you in your left buttock.тАЬ
I did and he did. While I was rubbing it he went on, тАЮNow drink this. In
about twenty minutes you will be more sober than youтАЩve been in a month. Then,
if you have any sense-which I doubt-you can review your position and decide
whether to run away from your troubles. . . or stand up to them like a man.тАЬ
I drank it.
тАЮThatтАЩs all; you can get dressed. IтАЩm signing your papers, but IтАЩm warning
you that I can veto it right up to the last minute. No more alcohol for you at
all, a light supper and no breakfast. Be here at noon tomorrow for final check.тАЬ
He turned away and didnтАЩt even say good-by. I dressed and Went out of
there, sore as a boil. Powell had all my papers ready. When I picked them up he
said, тАЮYou can leave them here if you wish and pick them up at noon
tomorrow...the set that goes in the vault with you, that is.тАЬ
тАЮWhat happens to the others?тАЬ
тАЮWe keep one set ourselves, then after you are committed we file one set
with the court and one in the Carlsbad Archives. Uh, did the doctor caution you
about diet?тАЬ
тАЮHe certainly did.тАЬ I glanced at the papers to cover my annoyance.
Powell reached for them. тАЮIтАЩll keep them safe overnight.тАЬ
I pulled them back. тАЮI can keep them safe. I might want to change some of
these stock selections.тАЬ
тАЮUh, itтАЩs rather late for that, my dear Mr. Davis.тАЬ
тАЮDonтАЩt rush me. If I do make any changes IтАЩll come in early.тАЬ I opened the
overnight bag and stuck the papers down in a side flap beside Pete. I had kept
valuable papers there before; while it might not be as safe as the public
archives in the Carlsbad Caverns, they were safer than you might think. A sneak
thief had tried to take something out of that flap on another occasion; he must
still have the scars of PeteтАЩs teeth and claws.