"Michael Kane - 01 - Warriors Of Mars" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moorcock Michael)

some kind of telepathic communicator which we
physicists had only speculated about.

"Greetings, stranger," said the voice, and I could
see the girl's lips move, framing those lovely, alien
syllables. "From where do you come?"

"I come from Chicago, Illinois," I said, more to
test the device than to convey information which I
guessed would be meaningless to her.

She frowned. "Soft sounds and very pleasant, but
I do not know that place. Where in Vashu is that?"

"Vashu? Is this city in a land called Vashu?"

"NoЧVashu is the whole planet. This city is
called Varnal, capital of the nation of the Karnala,
my people."

"Do you have astronomy?" I asked. "Do you
study the stars?"

"We do. Why do you ask?"

"Which planet is this in relation to the sun?"

"It is the fourth from the sun."

"Mars! It is Mars!" I cried.

"I do not follow you."

"I am sorry. Somehow I have arrived here from
the third planet, which we call Earth. That is
where Chicago is!"

"But there are no men on Negalu, the third
planet. Only steamy jungles and monstrous beasts!"

"How do you know so much about the planet?"

"Our ethercraft have visited it and brought back
pictures."

"You have space-shipsЧbut ..." I was at a loss.
This was too incredible for me to accept all at
once. I questioned her more closely and soon
learned that the Earth her people knew was not
the Earth I bad left. It seemed to be an Earth that