RIDDLE OF THE DEVIL
. HEAD NO. 1
Conversation which was conducted by both professors as if the planet top turned on an infinite orbit. So it often happens if scientists cannot compromise and defend the extreme views. Especially unpromising is a dispute when the speech comes about the Universe birth prime cause.
The pushed curtains created the easy twilight because of what the situation, in the room, spacious with a high ceiling, caused association with a medieval castle where men of science compete in sophistry.
Gray-haired, with the making the way bald patch, professor Igor Timoshishin, nervously tapping with the tube decorated with the gilded Hungarian coat of arms on an ebonite surface of a table, insisted:
- The theory of a Big Bang became a paradigm for the vast majority of scientists long ago. In its advantage many factors, both a razbeganiye of galaxies and presence of relic radiation, or the whole set of optical paradoxes testify ...
Younger, but seeming because of length with beard streaks of gray very age, professor Marat Apelsinov, carefully tasted dry wine. In slightly chilled throat unpleasantly tickled and he few times coughed. Then logically parried:
- Well as explosion could generate a turbinal form of galaxies, or strict structure of stars, including characteristic rotation around the center and many other things. Any expert after the bomb expert will tell that elementary particles in this case have to scatter approximately evenly in different directions, but not be twisted in a spiral and the more so to get a system rotary motion!
Igor Petrovich, having postponed a tube, angrily knocked a palm on a table and wanted to give already the worthy answer as suddenly their conversation was interrupted by a perelivisty, nightingale trill of a call. Absolutely rather well-to-do Moscow apartment became a little lighter. The housemaid in a golubenky dress in large green peas fluttered out, hurrying to open couple of perfectly protected doors. The pretty girl, though not the beauty, in white soft slippers which were so brightly cast (as if swans on a sea smooth surface) floating on a malachite carpet.
The little cat as if did not react to a call, and continued to lie on a velvet rug. In the neighboring room the bulldog began to move, but unexpectedly abated.
The servant silently opened one, and looked at the door casting steel through special parabolic glass on the external platform, and was dumbfounded.
The observation port was faced by the girl of unprecedented beauty, the dazzling and shouting perfection and eroticism. Hair shone more brightly than gold leaf in the African midday. A figure which jewelry did not hide but only they on the contrary did far more perfectly, emphasizing fantastic proportions. It looked and is modern and as the princess from the fairy tale. Legs of light-chocolate color are almost entirely open, in transparent as if the purest diamonds shoes on a high heel. And clothes from east dancer, but the western style. In hair of the whole three brooches from jewels, and in drawings: flowers, small fishes and butterflies - extraordinary beauty, artistry and brightness, will nearly be stuck together by eyes. In hands at the stunning beauty something very strongly fancy with buttons rychazhka and the small antenna ... Fingers in rings with large semi-precious stones. And big eyes in which all colors of a rainbow are at the same time reflected.
The housemaid mechanically opened doors and only after it whispered:
- You to whom?
The girl having taken a step the room, answered with very sweet and pleasant voice:
- To kind people!
Also entered the room ... Darted a glance at a carpet, looked at a crucifixion, in eyes the almost audible shadow flew, looked at professors who collapsed in chairs and heaved a deep sigh. Its look now was not so self-confident.
Professor Timoshishin politely inquired:
- And who you are such you will be the citizen?
That unexpectedly became angry and eyes found imperious expression. The answer looked ambiguously:
- Such questions of the man to beautiful ladies are not asked!
Younger Marat looked very cold too. Probably absolutely it was dried up by science. But he tried to observe politeness:
- You are beautiful, but in this case we have a discussion of the important scientific problem having the applied purpose!
The little girl giggled, and darted a glance at the servant. Anyuta right there gave her a chair. The beauty took seat, having thrown harmonous, very exactly suntanned legs and is sure answered:
- About what you diskussirut that: whether the stationary Universe or pulsing, the Big Bang generated a razbeganiye of galaxies, or gravitation bends space and photons cannot precisely move on a straight line in these gravitational breaks. Scientific snowstorm of type - stars generate according to professors when the infinite wave is extended as the rank of soldiers stretches a system having faced a cross-country terrain, or bypassing ravines from different places ...
The little girl after the long introductory phrase in each word from which appeared barefaced irony, the tirade of obscure antimoniya said by melodious tone very rigidly finished:
- Nonsense! All theories of an origin are incorrect! - Having caught a puzzled look of scientists, the beauty specified. - All but creationism. All the rest - only human fabrications!
Timoshishin grinned and without hiding disappointment, noticed:
- Conversation with religious fanatics seldom when is interesting and is almost always aimless!
Marat not absolutely agreed with this aphorism, having vigorously objected:
- I the believer convinced at least three that there is no God! Sometimes it is possible to prove obvious!
The little girl with malice in a voice noticed:
- Obviously? Than absence of God is obvious!
Timoshishin was responsible for the younger colleague:
- Because God was seen by nobody and ever! Because the Bible is full of mistakes because it around the world reigns angrily and you never know still here because ... And you fanatically believe that God is!
The girl shook heavy hair and adequately answered:
- I do not say that I believe as if God is ...