Читать книгу Starport - George Martin R.R. - Страница 40

THERE, I’VE

ERASED ALL

THE IMAGES. THEY

ARE TOTALLY

IRRETRIEVABLE.

IS HONOR

SATISFIED?

NO. THE

THEFT IS UNDONE,

YET THE INSULT

STILL STANDS.

TELL THE

NICE LADY

YOU’RE SORRY.

I DIDN’T...

THESE ARE

NHAR, SIR. ANGELS.

IF YOU HAD READ

YOUR PAMPHLET,

YOU’D KNOW THAT BY

STEPPING INTO HER

PATH AND TAKING THAT

UNFLATTERING PHOTO,

YOU’VE INADVERTENTLY

STOLEN HER SPACE

AND “BESMIRCHED”

HER IMAGE.

I DIDN’T

KNOW! I DIDN’T

MEAN TO...I’M SORRY!

SO SORRY. I’LL READ

THE PAMPHLET AT

THE HOTEL. I

PROMISE!

YOU HEARD

HIM. HE DIDN’T MEAN

ANYTHING. HE’S SORRY.

AND HE’S NOT EVEN

ARMED. LOOK

AT HIM!

THIS APOLOGY

IS A POOR THING,

AND YET I WILL

HEAR IT.

BUT,

SHOULD IT

HAPPEN

AGAIN...