A. Belyaev - Classics fantasy – 6
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– Willingly – I answered, without deciding to bother it with new questions any more: what it for “the country of memoirs”?
– You have to learn our language, you see as far as I trust you. Study rather.
– With great pleasure, though to admit, I have no special linguistic abilities.
– It will not take a lot of time you. Here, you look – Ale turned on the screen again. On it images of objects began to appear, and their name at the same time sounded, and over the image the inscription appeared. On the screen throughout a minute flew, at least, fifty objects words.
– And well repeat them.
To my amazement, I repeated them without any work.
– Believe that you will not forget them any more. By the morning you will perfectly master language.
– I do not learn the memory! – I exclaimed.
we have a small secret which helps memory!. You not just see objects and their verbal image and hear a pronunciation. All these visual and acoustical phenomena are followed by the radiation of special radio waves.
– Again radio!
– Not without reason our city is called Radiopolis. You will hear about radio still more than once. And so, these radio waves strengthen brain perception, deeply imprint in a brain visual and acoustical impressions – the word, accelerate storing process. Only in such way our younger generation also has an opportunity to incorporate a huge number of modern knowledge and to be deeply educated in the most various areas.
– But abstract concepts?.
– You will see them figuratively and will acquire them as easily as the simplest things.
The door opened, Li and the room was entered also by Ea. I with new curiosity looked at Li. Engineer, astronomer! Directly incredibly. At us in Moscow girls from a ballet school so look.
This time the astronomer looked anxious. Li quietly whispered to Ale several words.
Having addressed me, Ale told:
– Important news: we, apparently, found our American a trace. We have to leave you. Be engaged in studying of language so far. In two-three hours I will come for you.
And these surprising people quickly left.
Chapter 4
IN THE COUNTRY OF MEMOIRS
There was an early morning when I came to the observatory platform. Our air dwelling shone in beams of a rising sun as a race car, and below Radiopolis still sank in a bluish haze at dawn.
– Good morning! How do you feel? – I about myself heard a voice of Ea. She spoke the language, but now I have it down to a science. It was no Esperanto as I thought in the beginning though Esperanto was the basis for modern international language, simpler and sonorous.
– I thank you, perfectly – I answered the girl. – Ale promised to accompany me today.
– Here it flies – she answered, Looking in the chasm which revealed under us.
I saw nothing yet.
– Tell how this air construction keeps in air? – I asked.
– The propellers placed under the platform hold it, and gyroscopes give full horizontal stability. Quite capital construction. Just in case all of us hold several parachutes here.
– On one of which I also made the involuntary trip?
– And it is very happy for the first time – smiling, Ea answered.
– But to set propellers in motion, strong motors and for them the whole warehouses of fuel are necessary?.
– Our energy for all engines is broadcast – Ea answered.
– Again radio!
Below small noise and a voice of Ale was heard:
– Good morning! Put on rather wings, we fly to the country of memoirs!
I put on the wings brought to me by Ea. Ale examined wide belts, crosswisely strapped on my breast, and made instructions how to operate this aircraft, unusually simple on a design.
– Try to rise and fall on the platform – he told.
Not without nervousness I turned a rychazhok at my hip. Sustavchaty wings as at a bat, trembled at me behind the back, and I felt that the soil crumbles under the feet. Instinctively I placed hands and legs, as if being going to fall to all fours. My look was probably very ridiculous, I heard the muffled laughter of Ea.
– Stick to pryamy! – ordered El. – Right lever. Turn. It is more. So. Return. Left lever back.
I smoothly fell.
– Well. We can fly.
I and Ale approached the region of the platform, a vsprygnula on a fencing and… rushed down. It was my third air travel in Radiopolis which left in me the strongest impression. I had to fly once on airplanes. But unless it is possible to compare that bulky, roaring car of my time to these wings which almost you do not feel! For the first time I felt the flying person easy and free as a bird.
Several seconds of flight – and we left the space lit with the sun, having plunged into blue twilight.
Ale flew row, a little ahead, directing the flight to the Kremlin.
Soon under us the fountain already familiar to me in a cypress grove seemed.
Our wings so slightly rustled that we could talk freely.
– These cypresses – I pointed to a grove – are exposed for the summer from a greenhouse?
– No, they freely grow here. We changed climate. What are you surprised to? We could reach it in the different ways, but for this purpose there was enough also one radiant energy of the sun. You know that on space in one square kilometer this energy used only for ten percent will be able to perform the work equal to seventy five thousand millions horsepowers. We receive thousands of millions horsepowers of this energy in one Turkestan: quite enough that not only “to be warmed”, but to put all our cars in action.
Towers of the Kremlin flew under us. We fell by the quiet snow square and put wings. There was an early winter morning.
– We restored the past a century after a century. All old Moscow – your Moscow – is turned into the museum – told Ale. – Flying from a quarter in a quarter, you as if will fly from century to century. Before you all will pass characteristic of this time, from architecture to life trifles.
Ale was right: we really flew from a century a century.
– Let’s come into one of commissariats. Not nevertheless to you to ask me, I want to ask about something you too as at the contemporary of this era, to fill up the historical knowledge – he told, smiling. – You where served?
I answered…
We entered the familiar building. I was involuntarily captured by nervousness. Everything remained still. Whether miracle? Even my desk and on it folders of affairs – everything as I left them yesterday if only it was yesterday.
– Will you be so kind as to explain to me, than you were engaged what your work consisted in?
I was flattered. At last I will be able to offer explanations for this person of unlimited knowledge. I willingly opened the folders and began to explain what my work consisted in. Ale listened carefully. Sometimes it seemed to me that he wants to correct me, but, obviously, I was mistaken: he only not absolutely understood me and asked explanations.
– There is enough – at last he told. – I was finally convinced that you as it is strange, the person from the past. Nobody is better than me does not know last history. And you showed – in the area, of course – such knowledge that any thought of a mystification is excluded.
I understood it not at once.
– Thought of a mystification?. – And suddenly, having understood, I involuntarily reddened from disappointment. – Means, all this was only test?
Ale friendly took me by hand.
– I assure you, the last – he answered. – And now, to smooth unpleasant impression which, I see my cunning necessarily left, we will examine fluently other departments of our museum. For us they also only the country of memoirs, and for you is the country of not given rise future.
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