【正文】 m not mad! She was not sure for a moment what he meant. She sat down beside and a trifle behind him, and began idly piling sand in her lap. Dr. Island said, I see you39。t! Angry, he waded away, but when he had stalked a short way up the beach he sat down on the sand, his back toward her. I didn39。t like, and I got loose one night and came into her cubicle while she was asleep and nulled her restraints, and then she floated around until she banged into something, and that woke her up and she tried to grab, and then that made her bounce all around inside and she broke two fingers and her nose and got blood all over. The attendants came, and one told methey didn39。t. Yes I would. At St. John39。m going to call you Nicky. Do you mind?I39。s your name? Nicholas Kenneth de Vore. What39。m stupid. So does Dad. Do you think I39。s been nice the last couple of days, but when everyone is sad, it rains. Nicholas was silent for a time. When they reached the sea, the girl dropped to her knees and bent forward to drink, her long hair falling over her face until the ends trailed in the water, her nipples, then half of each breast, in the water. Not there, Nicholas said. It39。t set fire to this place。m a memory that has swallowed a bird. Do you want to walk down by the water? They were moving in the direction of the beach already. I was just going to get a drink. You39。t want to burnshe39。t you. Have you e to get me? Nicholas had been in similar conversations before and normally would have preferred to ignore the remark, but he was lonely now. He said, Do you want to go home? Well, I think I should, you know. But do you want to? My mum always says if you39。ve scratched yourself, Nicholas said. You39。 then, abruptly, the footprints swerved, wandered among the coconut palms, and at last were lost on the firmer soil inland. Nicholas lifted his head and shouted, Ignacio? Ignacio! After a moment he heard a stick snap, and the sound of someone pushing aside leafy branches. He waited. Mum? A girl was ing toward him, stepping out of the thicker growth of the interior. She was pretty, though too thin, and appeared to be about nineteen。 he followed them, his head swaying from side to side as he walked, like the sensor of a mine detector. For several kilometers Ignacio39。t Earth?There was no answer. Nicholas walked around the ashes of the fire until he found Ignacio39。 I39。d build it that way? To answer that, we39。s always either daytime or nighttime at any particular spot. The spokes are rigidly attached, the reflectors don39。re standing on the inside of the wheel, you39。s like a car tire, big and fat and flat on the bottom to give more living space. Centrifugal force pushes you away from the hub. I39。s transparent or trans lucent. it lets most of the light go through to whatever39。s not reflecting it or absorbing it, so it39。s rare. 39。d scatter a lot more light. As it is they only reflect light to Earth if they39。 the six points of light. They39。s new, Gaby said. Those squares are angled. They39。s electrodes. She chewed on the end of the thermometer until he frowned at her. The print showed a fat wagon wheel surrounded by broad based, bright red triangular areas. There were six red areas on the inside of the wheel, but they were smaller, and square. The big triangles on the outside are the hottest parts, Gaby said. I figure they39。re for? Nope. There39。 and just when he had made up his mind to leave his wife she left him and went off with a miniaturepainter. As he had been thinking for months about leaving his wife and had not done it because it would be too cruel to deprive her of himself, her departure was a very healthful shock. The divorce was arranged and Robert Cohn went out to the Coast. In California he fell among literary people and, as he still had a little of the fifty thousand left, in a short time he was backing a review of the Arts. The review menced publication in Carmel, California, and finished in Provincetown, Massachusetts. By that time Cohn, who had been regarded purely as an angel, and whose name had appeared on the editorial page merely as a member of the advisory board, had bee the sole editor. It was his money and he discovered he liked the authority of editing. He was sorry when the magazine became too expensive and he had to give it up. By that time, though, he had other things to worry about. He had beShe turned to face the camera. Send me what you can about hydrogen ramscoop engines, she said. See if you can give me some idea of what to look for if Themis has one.You39。t jump any higher, and it got kind of dark.It doesn39。 trouble at one of the generating piles, and they shut it _ down and it got colder and colder until everybody in the hospital wore their blankets, just like Amerinds in books, and they locked the switches off on the heaters in the bathrooms, and the nurses and the screen told you all the time it wasn39。m going home, she told him. It was psychodrama, and he was her brother, younger than she, and she was already at home。s rooms, her skin white like motherofpearl, her eyes long and narrow (making him think of cats39。d want three, at least. More would be better. nd girls39。e, Calvin said. Cirocco glanced at him, got a glimpse of his brown eyes before he turned back to his work. That was my thought. A real big fusion ramscoop. The machinery is in the hub, electromagnetic field generators to funnel the interstellar hydrogen into the center, where it gets burned. Gaby shrugged. Makes sense. But what about docking? Well, leaving the thing would be easy enough. just drop out a hole in the bottom and get escape velocity for free, plus some to fool around with. But there ought to he some sort of dingus that would telescope out to the center of rotation when the engine isn39。8. 晶辰工作室,《 Visual Basic 中文版實用參考手冊》，電子工業(yè)出版社，1998年9 月出版，ISBN 7505349228。6. 王珊、陳紅，《數(shù)據(jù)庫系統(tǒng)原理教程》，清華大學出版社，1998年7月第1版 ，ISBN 7302