Конец вечности
The Hidden Centuries
"Areyouallright?"
"I’mallright.Ithoughtsomethingmighthavehappenedtoyou.Ithought--"Shebrokeoff,terrorspringingintohereyesandgasped,"Andrew!"
Harlanwhirled.
ItwasonlyTwissell,panting.
NoysmusthavegainedconfidencefromHarlan’sexpression.Shesaidmorequietly,"Doyouknowhim,Andrew?Isitallright?"
Harlansaid,"It’sallright.Thisismysuperior,SeniorComputerLabanTwissell.Heknowsofyou."
"ASeniorComputer?"Noysshrankaway.
Twisselladvancedslowly."Iwillhelpyou,mychild.Iwillhelpyouboth.TheTechnicianhasmypromise,ifhewouldonlybelieveit."
"Myapologies,Computer,"saidHarlanstiffly,andnotyetentirelyrepentant.
"Forgiven,"saidTwissell.Heheldouthishand,tookthegirl’sreluctantone."Tellme,girl,hasitbeenwellwithyouhere?"
"I’vebeenworried."
"There’sbeennoonehere,sinceHarlanlastleftyou."
"N-no,sir."
"Nooneatall?Nothing?"
Sheshookherhead.HerdarkeyessoughtHarlan’s."Whydoyouask?"
"Nothing,girl.Afoolishnightmare.Come,wewilltakeyoubacktothe575th."
OnthekettlebackAndrewHarlansank,bydegrees,intoatroubledanddeepeningsilence.
