Марсианские хроники
April 2005: Usher II
Theguestrockets,burningtheskyandturningtheweatherfromautumntospringarrived.
Themensteppedoutineveningclothesandthewomensteppedoutafterthem,theirhaircoiffedupinelaboratedetail.
"Sothat’sUsher!"
"Butwhere’sthedoor?"
AtthismomentStendahlappeared.Thewomenlaughedandchattered.Mr.Stendahlraisedahandtoquietthem.Turning,helookeduptoahighcastlewindowandcalled:
"Rapunzel,Rapunzel,letdownyourhair."
Andfromabove,abeautifulmaidenleanedoutuponthenightwindandletdownhergoldenhair.Andthehairtwinedandblewandbecamealadderuponwhichtheguestsmightascend,laughing,intotheHouse.
Whateminentsociologists!Whatcleverpsychologists!Whattremendouslyimportantpoliticians,bacteriologists,andneurologists!Theretheystood,withinthedankwalls.
"Welcome,allofyou!"
Mr.Tryon,Mr.Owen,Mr.Dunne,Mr.Lang,Mr.Steffens,Mr.Fletcher,andadouble-dozenmore.
"Comein,comein!"
MissGibbs,MissPope,MissChurchil,MissBlunt,MissDrummond,andascoreofotherwomen,glittering.
Eminent,eminentpeople,oneandall,membersoftheSocietyforthePreventionofFantasy,advocatorsofthebanishmentofHalloweenandGuyFawkes,killersofbats,burnersofbooks,bearersoftorches;goodcleancitizens,everyone,whohadwaiteduntiltheroughmenhadcomeupandburiedtheMartiansandcleansedthecitiesandbuiltthetownsandrepairedthehighwaysandmadeeverythingsafe.
