"02 - Hot Sleep" - читать интересную книгу автора (Card Orson Scott)

"Maybe," she said, "this place isn't bugged. But
if it is, we won't be known."

"Voiceprints."

"Whisper, then," she whispered. "I said it's
impossible. I've had two blood tests. Once before
your father's trial, and this time for you. I do not
have the Swipe on any of my lousy DNA. My X
chromosomes are clean. Do you understand
that?"

"I know what I did."

"You couldn't have gotten the trait from your
father," she said, holding tightly to the boy's arm,
"because it's carried on the X and he only gave
you a Y."

"I've taken genetics."

"Then why did you say what you did?"

"Separate mutation," Jas said, and she

clenched her grip on his arm. It hurt, but he was
afraid to try to pull away. He had never seen her
this angry and afraid at the same time.

"Do you think they didn't check that? It's the
first thing they check. Your cells don't show any
mutation."

"Then it's magic," Jas said, and she relaxed just
enough that he felt safe in trying to pull his arm
free. She let him.

"Magic," she said, and then she covered her
face with her hands, digging her fingers into her
eye sockets so fiercely that Jas worried, fleetingly,
that she might be trying to blind herself, even
though the cost of a transplant would wipe out her
earnings and her pension for years. He gingerly
reached for her arms, to pull her hands down, but
when he touched her she erupted, shouted at him,
forgetting the danger that one of Mother's Little
Boys might be listening. "Listen to me! It's impos-
sible! You're just hallucinating because of your
father. They warned me it might happen, that