【正文】 His voice garbled by the mask, he said, Let39。s gonna get hurt. Van Golden said, What? I don39。re saying. Holding the mask out from his mouth with his free hand, Kelp said, Let39。s gonna get hurt. It was a line word for word from Child Heist, which Kelp had been rehearsing for two weeks now. According to the book, the chauffeur was now supposed to ask Kelp what he wanted. Instead of which, Ven Golden pointed at the pistol and said, Scare the kid? Then he gestured a thumb over his shoulder and said, Scare that kid? Hah! Kelp39。t suit any of that, so he stayed silent. Dortmunder, meantime, had gone around to the rear doors of th Are you okay? Huh? Me? Oh, sure, I39。t your mother go There were four names in his book. He sat there facing the phone, wondering which name to call first. His eyes were drawn to Radiant Shining star Smith, so he punched that name into the phone. He got a number and an address in Novosibirsk. Checking the timetable he had pickedputting off making the callhe found the antipodean shuttle left on the hour. Then he wiped his hands on his pants and took a deep breath and looked up to see her standing outside the phone booth. T hey regarded each other silently for a moment. She saw aman much shorter than she remembered, but powerfully built, with big hands and shoulders and a pi tted face that would have been forbidding but for the gentle eyes. He saw a tall woman around forty years old who was fully as beautiful as he had expected she would be. The hand of age had just begun to touch her. He thought she was fighting that waistline and fretting about those wrinkles, but none of that mattered to him. Only one thing mattered, and he would know it soon enough. You are Ian Haise, aren39。t thought about you in . . . oh, it must have been fifteen years. He said something nonmittal. They were in a restaurant, away from most of the other patrons, at a booth near a glass wall beyond which spaceships were being trundled to and from the blast pits. I hope I didn39。t bear a grudge that long. And the fact is, I thought it was all worth it at the time. She went on to tell him of the uproar he had caused in her family, of the visits by the police, the interrogation, puzzlement, and f inal helplessness. No one knew quite what to make of her story. They had identified him quickly enough, only to find he had left Earth, not to return for a long, long time. I didn39。s what no one could understand. I told them you had talked to me and told me a long story, and then I went to sleep. None of them seemed interested in what the story was about. So I didn39。t tell them about the . . . the Starstone. She smiled. Actua lly, I was relieved they hadn39。ve fotten. It39。s been in the bac k of my mind for twenty five years, ever since I found out that thing you gave me was just the scrapings from a starship engine. Was it? he said, looking into her eyes. Don39。m not saying it was more than that. I39。t more. Yes, I guess it was more, she said at last. I39。 three Mickey Mouse masks ballooned. Jimmy answered four more questions, on astronomy, economics, French history and physics, and then the next question was, In astrology, what are the signs before and after Gemini? 購買設(shè)計 ： 382540551 全套包括 :開題報告 ,論文 ,源程序 ,源代碼 ,答辯PPT,萬余套設(shè)計 ,歡迎咨詢選購 ,價格最低質(zhì)量最好 25 Astrology。s weak areas. He had no belief in it, and so had never studied it. He said, The signs before and after? Before and after Gemini, yes. Before Gemini . . . is Taurus. Yes! And after? After Gemini. Kelp whispered, Cancer. Dortmunder glared at him. He whispered, If you39。t like accepting help on a test, but what else could he do? He hadn39。s get back to And the planks gave way。s gun went sailing out the open window next to him, and Kelp39。s lap. Hands up! Van Golden yelled, and scrabbled in his lap for the gun. Both Dortmunder and Kelp were obediently liftingIt was a lways hard to get off the ship. A lot of pushers never did. One day, he wouldn39。t bother him. Buildings were just the world39。t care how it was arranged. Small changes worried the shit out of him. Ears, for instance. Very few of the people he saw had earlobes. Each time he returned, he felt a little more like an ape who has fallen from his tree. One day he39。s arm and asked him where they were. The man didn39。t either. He stood for a few moments looking at it all. It was necessary to soak it in passively at first, get used to the changes. Big changes didn39。s furniture, and he didn39。d return to find that everybody had three eyes or six fingers, or that little girls no longer cared to hear stories of adventure. He stood there dithering, getting used to the way people were painting their faces, listening to what sounded like Spanish be ing spoke n all around him. Occasional English or Arabic words seasoned it. He grabbed a crewmate39。t know. So he asked the captain, and she said it was Argentina, or it had been when they phone booths were smaller. He wondered why. There were four names in his book. He sat there facing the phone, wondering which name to call first. His eyes were drawn to Radiant Shining star Smith, so he punched that name into the phone. He got a number and an address in Novosibirsk. Checking the timetable he had pickedputting off making the callhe found the antipodean shuttle left on the hour. Then he wiped his hands on his pants and took a deep breath and looked up to see her standing outside the phone booth. T hey regarded each other silently for a moment. She saw aman much shorter than she remembered, but powerfully built, with big hands and shoulders and a pitted face that would have been forbidding but for the gentle eyes. He saw a tall woman around forty years old who was fully as beautiful as he had expected she would be. The hand of age had just begun to touch her. He thought she was fighting that waistline and fretting abou