"C M Kornbluth - The Education Of Tigress Mccardle" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kornbluth C M)

"Put it down and let's see what happens," said George.

The Toddler toddled happily to the coffee table, picked up a large bronze ashtray, moved to the picture
window and heaved the ashtray through it. It gurgled happily at the crash.

"You littleтАФ!"George roared, making for the Toddler with his hands clawed before him.

"George!" Mrs.McCardle screamed, snatching the Toddler away. "It's only a machine!"

The machine began to shriek.

They tried gasoline, oil, wiping with a clean lint-free rag, putting it down, picking it up and finally banging
their heads together. It continued to scream until it was ready to stop screaming, and then it stopped and
gave them an enchanting grin.

"Time to put it toтАФaway for the night?" asked George.

It permitted itself to be put away for the night.

From his pillow George said later: "Think we did pretty well today. Three months?Pah !"

Mrs.McCardle said: "You were wonderful, George."

He knew that tone. "My Tigress," he said.

Ten minutes later, at the most inconvenient time in the

world, bar none, the Toddler began its ripsaw screaming.

Cursing, they went to find out what it wanted. They found out. What it wanted was to laugh in their
faces.

(The professor explained: "Indubitably, sadism is at work here, but harnessed in the service of humanity.
Better a brutal and concentrated attack such as we have been witnessing than long-drawn-out torments."
The class nodded respectfully.)

Mr. and Mrs.McCardle managed to pull themselves together for another try, and there was an exact
repeat. Apparently the Toddler sensed something in the air.

"Three months," said George, with haunted eyes,

"You'Elive," his wife snapped.

"May I askjustwhat kind of a crack that was supposed to be?"

"If the shoe fits, my goodmanтАФ"

So a fine sex quarrel ended the day.
 Within a week the house looked as if it had been liberated by a Mississippi National Guard division.