"R. A. Lafferty - Melchisedek 03 - Argo" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lafferty R A)

be my own heroic self that fell. If it is not my own heroic self, it will
not matter whether it dies. There is a person who is trying to remind the
me-in-another-place to awaken to further life and to further inventions. He
reminds me that I can say to bodily death 'I will go with you, only not
yet'. Man, are you ever caught in a 'continued in next chapter' hiatus! The
suspense, the suspense! What will we do about the suspense!"
And somebody was still singing that damned song:
"I'm stuck in peril most extreme,
Hi, Ho!
On morning danger is the theme!
Hi, Ho!
My enemies will soon prevail.
Oh where's a bailiff for my bail?
The wind is blowing quite a gale.
My fall will leave me plain un-hale.
I'll bust my head and bust my tail.
Hi, Ho! the gollie wol."
Aw, it was himself singing that stuff. It was the galey wind that
gave it its strident tone. So he went with another bit.
"It's great to be young and in danger,
Hi, Ho!
It's great to be young and in danger."
Then he saw that he was not in a sleeping bag at all, but was
wrapped only in half a dozen very long and very warm threads. He recognized
them as a few combings from the Original Great Fleece of Colchis. So then,
wrapped in no matter how few threads of the great fleece, he could not
freeze and he could not fall and he could not die. Aye, he had been hung on
the cliff in an impossible position by an almost fatal fall. And he had been
left there until the next section of the adventure should begin. This was
sky-high adventure serial drama he was in, and it was also real as Ragnarok.

He slipped completely then, as he shifted once more, and slid clear
off of the precarious ledge or notch. But then he was dangling by one single
golden thread out over the abyss and he knew that he was perfectly safe. He
turned a fragment of the fleece outward to show its glint, and this quickly
brought an answering glint from the still unrisen sun. The fleece and the
sun were brothers. The sun now arose, a little bit early, being wakened by
the greeting.
Then the man saw his ship very far below, possibly half a mile. It
was frozen solid in blue ice, and three monkey-like figures were romping on
the tall and ice-sheeted rigging and rejoicing in the dawn. The man saw the
entire earth covered with ice, and he marveled at the solidly-frozen birds
hanging motionless in the high air, spread-winged and asleep. It was so cold

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that all physical forces were frozen up and inoperative.
The man flung gold threads of the great fleece upward and climbed up