И проиграли бой
Chapter 8
"Youmightbeaneffectaswellasacause,Mac.Youmightbeanexpressionofgroup-man,acellendowedwithaspecialfunction,likeaneyecell,drawingyourforcefromgroup-man,andatthesametimedirectinghim,likeaneye.Youreyebothtakesordersfromandgivesorderstoyourbrain."
"Thisisn’tpractical,"Macsaiddisgustedly."What’sallthiskindoftalkgottodowithhungrymen,withlayoffsandunemployment?"
"Itmighthaveagreatdealtodowiththem.Itisn’taverylongtimesincetetanusandlockjawwerenotconnected.Therearestillprimitivesintheworldwhodon’tknowchildrenaretheresultofintercourse.Yes,itmightbeworthwhiletoknowmoreaboutgroup-man,toknowhisnature,hisends,hisdesires.They’renotthesameasours.Thepleasurewegetinscratchinganitchcausesdeathtoagreatnumberofcells.Maybegroup-mangetspleasurewhenindividualmenarewipedoutinawar.IsimplywanttoseeasmuchasIcan,Mac,withthemeansIhave."
Macstoodupandbrushedtheseatofhispants."Ifyouseetoodarnmuch,youdon’tgetanythingdone."
Burtonstooduptoo,chucklingsoftly."Maybesomeday—oh,letitgo.Ishouldn’thavetalkedsomuch.Butitdoesclarifyathoughttogetitspoken,evenifnoonelistens."
Theystartedbackoverthecrispclodstowardthesleepingcamp."Wecan’tlookupatanything,Doc,"Macsaid."We’vegottowhipabunchofscabsinthemorning."
"Deusvult,"saidBurton."DidyouseethosepointersofAnderson’s?Beautifuldogs;theygivemeasensualpleasure,almostsexual."
