"Gordon R. Dickson - Danger-Human" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dickson Gordon R)

mornings in January when you first stepped out of doors ... it is good,
open country, new england, and there were lots of smells . . . there were
pine smells and grass smells and i remember especially the kitchen smells .
. . and then, too, there was the way the oak benches in church used to
smell on Sunday when you knelt with your nose right next to the back of
the pew ahead. . . .
. . . the fishing up our parts is good too . . . i liked to fish but i never
wasted time on weekdays ... we were presbyterians, you know, and my
father had the farm, but he also had money invested in land around the
country ... we have never been badly off but i would have liked a
motor-scooter. . . .
... no i did not never hate the germans, at least i did not think i ever did,
of course though i was over in europe i never really had it bad, combat, i
mean . . . i was in a motor pool with the raw smell of gasoline, i like to
work with my hands, and it was not like being in the infantry. . . .
. . . i have as good right to speak up to the town council as any man ... i
do not believe in pushing but if they push me i am going to push right
back . . . nor it isn't any man's business what i voted last election no more
than my bank balance . . . but i have got as good as right to a say in town
doings as if i was the biggest landholder among them. . . .
. . . i did not go to college because it was not necessary . . . too much
education can make a fool of any man, i told my father, and i know when i
have had enough ... i am a fanner and will always be a farmer and i will do
my own studying as things come up without taking out a pure waste of
four years to hang a piece of paper on the wall. . . .
... of course i know about the atom bomb, but i am no scientist and no
need to be one, no more than i need to be a veterinarian . . . i elect the
men that hire the men that need to know those things and the men that i
elect will hear from me johnny-quick if things do not go to my liking. . . .
... as to why i never married, that is none of your business ... as it
happens, i was never at ease with women much, though there were a
couple of times, and i still may if jeanie lind. . . .
. . . i believe in god and the united states of america. . . .


He woke up gradually. He was in a room that might have I been any
office, except the furniture was different. That is, there was a box with
doors on it that might have been a filing cabinet and a table that looked
like a desk in spite of the single thin rod underneath the center that
supported it. However, there were no chairs-only small, flat cushions, on
which I three large woolly, bearlike creatures were sitting and watching
him in silence.
He himself, he found, was in a chair, though.
As soon as they saw his eyes were open, they turned away I from him
and began to talk among themselves. Eldridge Parker shook his head and
blinked his eyes, and would have blinked his ears if that had been possible.
For the sounds the creatures were making were like nothing he had ever
heard before; and yet he understood everything they were saying. It was
an odd sensation, like a double-image earwise, for he heard the strange
mouth-noises just as they came out and then something in his head