Человек в высоком замке
Chapter 7
Andyetnowandthenhelethimselfstealaglanceather.Lovelydarkcolorsofherskin,hair,andeyes.Wearehalf-bakedcomparedtothem.Allowedoutofthekilnbeforewewerefullydone.Theoldaboriginalmyth;thetruth,there.
Imustdivertmythoughts.Findsocialitem,anything.Hiseyesstrayedabout,seekingsometopic.Thesilencereignedheavily,makinghistensionsizzle.Unbearable.Whatthehelltosay?Somethingsafe.Hiseyesmadeoutabookonalowblackteakcabinet.
"Iseeyou’rereadingTheGrasshopperLiesHeavy,"hesaid."Ihearitonmanylips,butpressureofbusinesspreventsmyownattention."Rising,hewenttopickitup,carefullyconsultingtheirexpressions;theyseemedtoacknowledgethisgestureofsociality,andsoheproceeded."Amystery?Excusemyabysmalignorance."Heturnedthepages.
"Notamystery,"Paulsaid."Oncontrary,interestingformoffictionpossiblywithingenreofsciencefiction."
"Ohno,"Bettydisagreed."Noscienceinit.Norsetinfuture.Sciencefictiondealswithfuture,inparticularfuturewheresciencehasadvancedovernow.Bookfitsneitherpremise."
"But,"Paulsaid,"itdealswithalternatepresent.Manywell-knownsciencefictionnovelsofthatsort."ToRobertheexplained,"Pardonmyinsistenceinthis,butasmywifeknows,Iwasforalongtimeasciencefictionenthusiast.Ibeganthathobbyearlyinmylife;Iwasmerelytwelve.Itwasduringtheearlydaysofthewar."
"Isee,"RobertChildansaid,withpoliteness.
