标题: 《The Right to Arm Bears 》作者：- Gordon R. Dickson【EPUB】 [打印本页] 作者: zaq 时间: 2014-6-5 08:05 标题: 《The Right to Arm Bears 》作者：- Gordon R. Dickson【EPUB】 The Right to Arm Bears Gordon R. Dickson This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is purely coincidental. Spacial Delivery copyright (c) 1961 by Ace Books, Inc., Spacepaw copyright (c) 1969 by Gordon Dickson, "The Law-Twister Shorty" copyright (c) 1971 by Ben Bova. First unitary edition. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form. A Baen Book Baen Publishing Enterprises P.O. Box 1403 Riverdale, NY 10471 www.baen.com ISBN: 0-671-31959-0 Cover art by Richard Martin First Baen printing, December 2000 Distributed by Simon & Schuster 1230 Avenue of the Americas New York, NY 10020 Production by Windhaven Press, Auburn, NH Printed in the United States of America THE BEAR TRUTH The Dilbian called The Hill Bluffer opened his large mouth again, and put a further aspect of the matter out for John's consideration. "You know," said the Bluffer, "you can't get Greasy Face back from the Terror without fighting him?" Greasy Face, John remembered, was the Dilbian's nickname for the human woman the Streamside Terror had kidnapped. " Fighting him??" he echoed. "Yep," said the Bluffer. "Man-to-man. No weapons. No holds barred." John blinked. He looked past the Dilbian postman's head at the puffs of white clouds. They had not moved. They were still there. So were the mountains. It must be something wrong with his ears. "Fighting him?" said John again, feeling like a man in a fast elevator which has just begun to descend. "A man's got his pride," said the Bluffer. "If you take Greasy Face back, his mug's spilt all over again." He leaned a little toward John. "That is, unless you whip him in a fair fight. Then there's no blood feud to it. You're just a better man than he is, that's all. But that's what I haven't been able to figure in this. You aren't bad for a Shorty. You