Unwise Child
Unwise Child
作者：Garrett, Randall, 1927-1987
体例：题 章数：44
字数：242,374 来源：Project Gutenberg
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共 44 题- Unwise Child
- RANDALL GARRETT
- BOOKS BY RANDALL GARRETT
- Mike the Angel stopped, sniffing. "Smell that?"
- Harry sniffed. "Aye. Burnt insulation. So?"
- Mike went over to it, punched the switch, and said: "Gabriel speaking."
- Mike nodded. "Sure. They're in my office. Want me to get them now?"
- Mike's grin vanished. "What do you mean? Who?"
- Mike shook his head. "I don't know anything, Captain. Honestly I don't."
- He flipped up his faceplate. "Hey!"
- Mike swung around angrily. "Look, lady, I--"
- A clear contralto voice said: "Oh! I'm _so_ sorry!"
- One of them jerked a thumb at Mike. "This the guy, Miss Crannon?"
- Dr. Fitzhugh looked at his watch. "I have time for one more, thanks."
- She gave him a puzzled smile. "Haven't we met, Commander?"
- Mike grinned. "Hey! That's supposed to be _my_ line, isn't it?"
- Mike nodded. "I'd better get on my way, too. I'll see you."
- Mike kept the smile on his face. "Leda here?"
- Li^{7} + H^{1} --> 2He^{4} + energy
- Mike grinned. "Snookums?"
- Snookums said: "I am smiling. Because I am pleased."
- Mike the Angel grinned. "Sure. Maybe you can--"
- Her blue eyes widened. "I thought this was a well-built ship."
- Then he took a deep breath and said: "Do I look as bad as all that?"
- Again Jeffers said, "Sure."
- Peter Jeffers didn't laugh. He simply said, "How'd it happen?"
- Mike opened the drawer. "I probably won't find that, drunk as he is."
- Mike frowned. "How does his breath smell to you?"
- Mike said: "We'll check it, sir. Wait a few seconds."
- Mike the Angel surveyed the damage. "See anything else, Multhaus?"
- Vaneski swallowed. "I don't know. He--he just sort of--well, he _fell_."
- Quill was unperturbed. "Don't be ridiculous, Golden Wings."
- Pete Jeffers grinned. "Comin' right up, buddy-boy."
- Mike the Angel pulled up a chair and sat down. "Where's Doc Fitz?"
- Leda looked puzzled. "But--"
- She looked still more puzzled. "What could that be?"
- Mike shook his head. "No can do. Can you photocopy them?"
- She nodded. "I know. Captain Quill has already told us."
- He said: "I just don't like to land without jets, sir; that's all."
- Fitzhugh nodded. "You're right, of course."
- Leda Crannon looked blank. "When was that, Mike?"
- Mike nodded. "Go ahead."
- Fitzhugh nodded. "He said he'd be here as soon as possible."
- Fitzhugh's corrugated countenance looked blank. "But Leda...."