"Henry Kuttner - See You Later" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kuttner Henry)

there's an awful lot of people what really believe in science and take it tremendous serious. He allus got a
holy light hi his eye when he talked about it. The only good thing about that story, it didn't have no girls in
it. Girls make me feel funny.

I didn't seem to be gitting nowheres, so I went down to the cellar and played with the baby. He's kind of
big for his tank these days. He was glad to see me. Winked all four of his eyes at me, one after the other.
Real cute.

But all the time ^here was something about that magazine that kept nagging at me. I felt itchy inside, like
when before they had that big fire in London, some while ago. Quite a spell of sickness they had then,
too.

It reminded me of something Grandpaw had told me once, that he'd got the same sort of skitters just
before Atlantis foundered. 'Course, Grandpaw kin sort of look into the futureтАФwhich ain't much good,
really, on account of it keeps changing around. I cain't do that myself yet. I ain't growed up enough. But I
had a kind of hunch that something real bad was around, only it hadn't happened quite yet.

I almost decided to wake up Grandpaw, I felt so troubled. But around then I heard tromping upstairs, so
I clomb up to the kitchen, and there was Yancey, swigging down some corn Maw'd give him. Minute I
looked at the old coot, I got that feeling agin.

Yancey said, "Whoosh," put down the jug, and wanted to know if we was ready. So I pointed at the
gadget I'd fixed up and said that was it, all right, and what did he think about it?

"That little thing?" Yancey asked. "Ain't you a-gonna call up Old Scratch?"

"Ain't no need," Uncle Les said. "Not with you here, you little water moccasin, you."

Yancey looked right pleased. "That's me," he said. "Mean as a moccasin, and fulla pizen. How does it
work?"

"Well," I said, "it sort of splits you up into a lot of Yanceys, is all."

Paw had been setting quiet, but he must of tuned in inside the haid of some perfesser somewheres, on
account of he started talking foolish. He don't know any four-bit words hisself.

I wouldn't care to know 'em myself, being as how they only mix up what's simple as cleaning a trout.

"Each human organism," Paw said, showing off like crazy, "is an electromagnetic machine, emitting a
pattern of radiations, both from brain and body. By reversing polarity, each unit of you, Yancey, will be
automatically attracted to each already existent human unit, since un-likes attract. But first you will step
on Saunk's device and your body will be broken downтАФ"

"Hey!" Yancey yelped.

Paw went right on, proud as a peacock.

"тАФinto a basic electronic matrix, which can then be duplicated to the point of infinity, just as a type face
may print millions of identical copies of itself hi reverseтАФ negative instead of positive.