"Eric Frank Russel - Next of Kin" - читать интересную книгу автора (Russell Eric Frank)

"All right. We're giving you forty-eight hours in which to clear up your personal affairs. After that, you
will report to Number Ten Spaceport." Farmer held out his hand. I Wish you all the luck you can get."



"Thinking I'll need it?" Leeming grinned and went on, "You're laying very heavy odds against ever seeing
me again. It's written across your face. I'll be back-want to bet on it?"



"No," said Farmer. "I never gamble because I'm a bad loser. But if and when you do return I'll tuck you
into bed With my own two hands."



"That's a promise," warned Leeming.



He went to his tiny room, found another fellow already in occupation. This character eyed him with faint
embarrassment.



"You Leeming?"



"That's right."



"I'm Davies, Jack Davies."



"Glad to know you." Grabbing his bags, Leeming started packing them, stuffing away with careless haste
shirts, collars and handkerchiefs.



Sitting on the bed, Davies informed, "They told me to take over your room. They said you'd be leaving
today."



"Correct."