"L'Engle, Madeleine - Many Waters" - читать интересную книгу автора (L'Engle Madeleine)

"What's he programming?" Dennys asked.

"He's usually pretty good about explaining. Even though
I don't understand most of it. Tessering and red-shifting
and space/time continuum and stuff." Sandy stared at the
keyboard, which had eight rather than the usual four ranks
of keys. "Half of these symbols are Greek. I mean, literally
Greek."

Dennys, ramming the last of his sandwich into his

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mouth, peered over his twin's shoulder "Well, I more or
less get the usual science signs. That looks like Hebrew,
there, and that's Cyrillic. I haven't the faintest idea what
these keys are for."

Sandy looked down at the lab floor, which consisted of
large slabs of stone. There was a thick rug by the sink,
and another in front of the shabby leather chair and read-
ing lamp. "I don't know how Mother stands this place in
winter."

"She dresses like an Eskimo." Dennys shivered, then put
out one finger and tapped on the standard keys of the
computer: "TAKE ME SOMEPLACE WARM."

"Hey, I don't think we ought to mess with that," Sandy
warned.

"What do you expect? A genie to pop up, like the one in
Aladdin and the magic lamp? This is just a computer, for
heaven's sake. It can't do anything it isn't programmed to

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do.

"Okay, then." Sandy held his fingers over the keyboard.
"A lot of people think computers are aliveЧI mean, really,
sort of like Aladdin's genie." He tapped out on the stand-
ard keys: "SOMEPLACE WARM AND SPARSELY POPULATED."

Dennys shouldered him aside, adding: "LOW HUMIDITY."

Sandy turned away from the odd computer. "Let's make
the cocoa."