"Moon, Elizabeth - Vatta 1 - Trading In Danger" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moon Elizabeth)УYou called your mother.Ф He made it sound obscene, as if only the
lowest criminal would call a mother. УAnd told your mother to do what, Cadet?Ф УI asked her if her friend Jucha could refer me to a Miznarii chaplain near the Academy.Ф УFor what reason?Ф УI told her that one of the underclassmen was overdue for confession and the Academy chaplain was out of town.Ф УYou didnТt tell her what he wanted to confess?Ф Ky felt her own eyebrows going up. УSir, I donТt know what he had to confess. I only know that he was in distress, and needed a chaplain, and I thought . . . I thought it would save trouble if I just got him one.Ф УYouТre not Miznarii yourself . . . ?Ф УNo, sir. WeТre Modulans.Ф Actually, they were Saphiric Cyclans, but that was such a small sect that nobody recognized it, and Modulans were respectable and undemanding. You could be a Modulan without doing anything much at all, a source of some and had gone often enough to acquire a reputation for moderate pietyЧthe level most approved by Modulans. УHmmph.Ф The CommandantТs eyelid twitched upward a millimeter; Ky hoped this was a good sign. УYou had no idea that what he wanted to confess concerned the honor of the Service?Ф Her jaw dropped; she forced it back up. УNo, sir!Ф УThat he made a formal complaint to this Miznarii, in addition to his confession, which the chaplain took immediately to the Bureau of War, where it fell into the hands of a particularly noxious bureaucrat whosesister just happens to be on the staff ofWide Exposure , so that I found myself on the horn very early this morning with Grand- Admiral Tasliki, who is not amused at all . . . ?Ф It was not really a question; it was rant and explanation and condemnation all in one. УThe bureaucrat spoke onWide Exposure Тs СNight AffairsТ program at 0115Чclever timing, thatЧand this morning all the media channels had something on it. ThatТs only the beginning.Ф Ky felt hot, then cold, then hot again. УS-sir . . . ,Ф she managed. УSo even if you did not know, Cadet Vatta, what Cadet Rocher wanted to confess, you may be able to grasp that by going outside |
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