СЕРГЕЙ СНЕГОВ «ПРЫЖОК НАД БЕЗДНОЙ». Аудиокнига. Читает Александр Клюквин

The Publishing House of the Union and the Publishing House of the Departed and the Sons present Sergei Snegov A Jump Over the Abyss First Roy knew that the new assignment on the nomenclature of the Problem Department of the Academy of Sciences refers to the highest category of difficulties. The coward did not hide his fears. We have not met anything similar to this, and so far we are not able to assess what lies ahead with a mysterious ball. It is possible that the discovery is of overwhelming importance, and it is more likely that the problem has no solution at all. So far, we know too little about the structure of the universe, although astrophysicists and cosmologists assure the opposite. It is unlikely that the President of the Academy of Sciences would have used such a strong expression if he did not have serious grounds. Roy was ironically interested. We will have to find a solution to a problem that has no solution at all. Am I right? No, of course not. And you know that, Roy. You are to investigate the mystery. And what will come of it? The solution to the mystery or the proof that there is no solution will be seen. I asked Karytin to help you. He will come to your laboratory. Roy could object to the new assignment in many ways. The laboratory of the brothers was full of unfinished work. Roy did not consider himself prepared to unravel astrophysical secrets. The flight to Virginia was not timely. And if Roy hoped that Henry would support him, he would have laid out a complete set of convincing objections. But Henry, having abandoned any new topics, made an exception for the task of the fighter. Henry responded to the tenderness of the old scientist to him with a hot attachment. The requests of the fighter sounded to Henry as irrefutable orders. And the relationship of the brothers has long been such that when Henry shouted out loud, «No!», it did not mean a real «No». Henry easily refused his refusals. But if he said «Yes», it was «Yes» and nothing else. In any case, Roy intensified the uncertainty of the task and thickened the black color of the difficulties. «The old man is not sure whether the mystery of the ball is a physical solution», Roy said carefully. «In any case, a ghost from that world...» «You are right! A ghost!» Henry exclaimed with delight. «And we will establish with you the measure of the materiality of the cosmic ghost. If you need my consent, consider that you have it!» «I am glad that...» «You do not object to the flight to the main space station, Henry...» Although a little disappointed by the quick consent of his brother, Roy immediately went into action. «The planetary flight to Mars is leaving tomorrow. There we will change to a space shuttle. We will leave the laboratory to Arman.» In the evening, Andrei Karytin broke into the Institute of Space. This man did not come, but invaded. He did not appear, but arose. He did not say hello, but threw himself. And he spoke with such terrible haste that he did not find a pause for signs of reprimand. The speech flowed in a continuous stream, without dividing into phrases and not stopping at points. And he loved to talk, he was in a hurry to share his thoughts. The trouble was that he always had more thoughts than words, and the thoughts were conveyed faster than he could express them. Andrei's speech turned into a collision of thoughts. They flashed and faded in the course of the phrase. Henry somehow joked, «It's hard to catch Andrei. His words are exploding sparks, but it's good to listen to him without light. Andrei's speech, thousands of flashes, illuminates the physical darkness.» Andrei came with two employees. Both, a charming woman and a young man, were strangers to the brothers, but Karytin did not think to introduce them. It was necessary to immediately get rid of his scattered ideas. He shouted, barely opening the door. «Hello, brothers! The mystics of physics are healthy, healthy, and I also do not need empty wishes. A wonderful event, really. I was surprised, I have no doubt that I helped you to unravel it here. You both have an unusual devilish smell. I was so drunk with the President, but not to anyone else. After all, the main thing, you will understand, is the mystery of where the energy absorbed by the ball is going. The abyss without a bottom. One word is incomprehensible. That's why I think...» Roy could force his voice so much that he easily muffled Andrei's tongue-twister. He took advantage of his advantage. «Maybe you'll start with the fact that you'll get to know the satellites?» Andrei was rarely offended if he was interrupted. He knew his shortcomings. He laughed. «A kind laugh at himself», he thought, «quite excused any inactivity». The young man, who turned out to be a boy, was already a famous cosmologist. Andrei was fond of listing his works. The brothers heard about one of them. «The hypothesis of a bubble universe» — that's what the author called it. In response to the boss's praise, he blushed and waved his hand, but the brothers noticed that Kurt Sannikov's eyes — that's what they called the young man — looked cold and confident. «The guy knows his price», — said Henry about him later. And the cute woman, Lyudmila Korzunskaya, an astro-energetic, «stretched out her hand freely, opened her eyes, not in movement, not in words, not in facial expression, did not show shyness or embarrassment. And although her name did not say anything to the brothers, and they themselves, famous, multiplied in millions of photos, were known to everyone, and this imposed an imprint of inequality in any acquaintance, Korzunskaya held on as if she had no idea about some inequality. Age, rank, scientific authority, the fact that she is a woman and four of her interlocutors are men, and about the three — Henry, Roy, Andrei — it is known that they are lonely, that many women would happily make them happy — that's what the event was called. And Henry, after the death of his fiancée Albina, who had shunned the young women, was pleasantly surprised to feel that he liked Lyudmila's freedom, and that he himself could keep himself bound to her, and that in general he is a graceful, fragile, short-haired, gray-eyed creature in an ordinary working outfit, almost more beautiful and modest than those who are said to be his own. — I hope we will be able to unravel all the secrets, — she said, just as if she were saying, — I hope it's not cold, we won't put on a coat. The voice is low-pitched, slow, did not get along very well with the figure, there was more strength in it than charm, but Henry liked the voice too. When the guests left, he said to his brother, — This girl is beautiful, even not beautiful. And Roy, not so fond of it, agreed that their new assistant shows herself on the bright side, the only thing that she does not try to do it. Andrew jumped in. — The performance is over, the program is clear, now I will go, I can't stand it, I can't talk in vain, and you are so chatty, there is no salvation, do not forget that the secret is one, do not be distracted by others, find out where the energy goes, all the rest is a wasteland, a abyss without a bottom, I tell you. — Lyuda, this is your part of the coat, do not explode. Charles-Peter Cassidy is not the magic egg from which the universe arose, I go, I go, a thousand things, just amazing, what are you holding up for the wrong person? Henry, see me off, Roy, do not rush, I have an important business with Henry, he will tell you later. Behind the door, Andrew also spoke in a hurry and without connection, only lowered his voice. He gives his companions to Henry's personal assistant, in fact, he does not worry about the jacket, this person explodes in ideas, but not in actions, he is accurate, effective and careful. And Lyudmila, according to the ancient saying, is a big gentleman's set of madness, you have to expect any surprises from her, anticipate one unforeseen, consider yourself only with the unexpected, and, in general, the most likely in her behavior, arrange the most incredible. She is of the breed of those who shoot at the post earlier, and then shout who is coming. And so, let the brothers take care to put her on the front posts of research, she will pull into the most dangerous experiments, in general, she will not get out of them, but it is worth listening to her, in 10 cases she lies, just waving her hand, such nonsense, and in 11 times she gives a blinding idea, just close your eyes from the brightness. — Your damn, Henry, managed to find a crack in the dense speech of a friend, and you, ten times, nose into the puddle once, to such a height that the head is spinning. I have, in any case. — My damn, my, Henry, I learned something for the third year, we work together, only I am the last one on the score, but not by importance in general. I do not want to hide, if I am destined to be married, then on her. I am not a woman-failure, and here I just stumbled and collapsed. — Really, do not interrupt. — Disgusting, you have a habit with Roy, you never let me finish, in short, she agrees. But I put the conditions. Previously, the trip to the main space station, the marriage on the return, Blash gave in. Take her under personal care, tactically, gently, friendly, without the dictation of Roy. Very dangerous business, I do not appoint you, good soul, you understand. — We will return the bride to you in good health and good mood, — promised Henry with a smile. Andrei's request touched Henry a little, he did not suspect that the powerful and passionately devoted to science Karytin is capable of such extraneous deeds as love. Henry returned, not extinguishing the joyfully sympathetic smile, she immediately erased when Korzunskaya looked at him. The feelings on her face were clearly imprinted, she did not like that Henry was smiling. She frowned, her eyes darkened, but she showed that she understood what the conversation behind the door was about, and that her patronage was indignant, she is the same expedition employee as the rest, she will not allow herself to be treated in a special way. Henry was laughing, he was always lost in meeting and opposing, silent, but obvious. Roy raised his eyebrows inquisitively, he caught something wrong, Henry nodded his head a little noticeably, right, there is something, I will tell you later. 2. On Mars, the brothers with the employees moved to a space shuttle. There were more than a month's journey to Virginia, and a good third of the travel time was spent in the vicinity of the solar system, where supersonic speeds associated with the expansion of space were prohibited. This first pre-light stage was the most interesting. The shuttle flew around distant planets, Uranus and Neptune were allowed to get out and wander on the ancient space ice of both planets. Henry, having forgotten his visit to distant planets, played the role of a tour guide. Kurt walked around Uranus for an hour, gave even less Neptune walks, but Korzunskaya was excited. She climbed all the hills and rolled down, even tried to slide on smooth surfaces, but the dead ice was held tight, you could roll and run on it, but not slide. The skates froze to the ice, she immediately fell, trying to tear her foot off. Take the example of Kurt and Lyudmila, advised Henry. He knows that in the cold, at 200 degrees, the sliding coefficient is almost zero, and does not think of dealing with this unsubstantial fact. He wisely learned that before returning to Earth, there is nothing to think about, about fun. You confuse wisdom with laziness, Korzunskaya objected. He is just too lazy to rebel against bad physical laws. He is a slave, not a revolutionary of science. And quickly changing his disdain for the deceptive dreaminess, she added, and how good it would be to boast later, I rolled on the soft ice, sprinkled with oxygen snow. At minus 200 or 230, I don't remember exactly, it was just a little cold. She laughed. Henry smiled. So, with a laugh, they ran around the planetary cosmodrome. Roy did not leave the cabin, neither Uranus, nor Neptune interested him. It was necessary to study the materials received from the fighter. A report by Peter Cassidy, the commander of the Protea, a navigational diary, the stories of the expedition participants. There were already so many materials that, having shown the tapes and crystals with the records, Roy, in a few words, grimly described to Henry their content. My head is swelling. At Neptune, Sannikov kindly asked Roy for permission to talk in private. Roy still could not get used to the contradiction of the confusedly red cheeks, polite to humiliation phrases and a cold, almost daring look. The guy is not trivial, Roy said to himself again. Let's make a deal, Kurt, offered Roy. We talk to each other without asking for permission. Please come to me at any time. Sannikov soon knocked on Roy. First of all, I will explain why the conversation is in private, he began. Actually, I have no objections but Lyudmila would tear me off. She can't do without it. She considers me a slave of science. It should be considered that such an accusation is false and you are not a slave of science at all, Roy clarified. No, why, everything is correct. In general, I notice, in brackets, Lyudmila rarely makes mistakes in assessments, she has a significant gift. And in me she caught the main property of mine I do not allow myself to retreat from science. If you want to be ironic, it can be qualified as scientific slavery. Sannikov was sitting on the couch, bent down, putting his hands on his knees. It would be much easier to lean back, to throw a leg on a leg. Roy himself only recognized unobtrusive poses, and the young man showed that he was modest, humble, almost humble. And he, it seems, sincerely did not realize that his carefully cultivated modesty was causing, as it were, to tease Sannikov. Do you like my cabin, Kurt? Roy waved his hand to the wall. Sannikov led his head involuntarily following the movement of Roy's hand. A surprise shone in his eyes. What strange colors! Did you choose them yourself? The cabin shone in the abyss of shades of purple. There were no two identical areas in it. The red-purple glow turned into purple gold. Purple gold Everything was green and purple. Everything was purple. And the walls, and the furniture, and the ceiling, and the floors. And everything shone differently than nearby. And the bright purple faded into the gloomy purple. I love the purple color, Kurt. There is something fascinating about it. No wonder your boss called me and my brother mysticophysicists. We know the typicality of the world. After all, purple is the extreme border of the visible spectrum. It foretells the sunset into invisibility. No, I am a realist, said the young man. The world, in my opinion, is very simple. Only we do not always understand its simplicity. We do not have enough fantasy for the simple. We accumulate difficulties. This is due to our own primitiveness. Difficulties due to primitiveness? Did I get it right, Kurt? Absolutely right, Roy. Have you not studied the savage period of humanity? I had to. The savage is intellectually primitive. But how devilishly complex is his idea of ​​the world. Everything is incomprehensible, inexplicable, mysterious. Everywhere are otherworldly forces, ghosts, ghosts, spirits, gods, devils, in general, mysticism. And the basis of mysticism is mystification. The savage mystifies nature by seeing only what opens in it with his humble sense This is how he invents the most complex theory of the epicycles of Ptolemy to explain the visible movement of the planets. The savage invents the theory of the epicycles of Ptolemy. I hear it for the first time. Kurt allowed himself to show a little irritation. Ptolemy, I know, wrote books, took baths, bathed in incense. Not a savage, but primitive in logic, a man who built a coordinate system of calculation from the asses of the universe. To consider oneself the center of nature is primitive, from this world it is terribly complicated. In its simple laws various violences intervene, bordering on failure in the otherworldliness. Roy, with interest, observed how humility falls from a young cosmologist leaning on himself. Roy politely clarified. You came to explain to me a practical search program and not general philosophical problems. I still do not understand. You listen to me patiently, Roy. You know, for some reason I can not tell anyone methodically all my... Lyudmila explodes on the second phrase, but the attention of others is also quickly exhausted. Probably something irritates the listeners. Roy laughed. I promise attention. I guess you want to connect the problem of the ball and the bubble universe, right? This is what he wanted to do. He tries to be brief. His theory of the origin of the universe is absolutely simple and logical, as, however, the universe itself. The world vacuum is an infinitely compressed environment, something like a dough, crumpled by internal vibration and generating bubbles. Bubbles erupt from the vacuum. They are what we call material particles. In other words, our entire material universe is nothing more than a collection of vacuum bubbles. Is this your theory of the bubble universe? And you consider it new? Sannikov blatantly led Roy to some new idea, but he went very far. He probably always explained it like this. It is not surprising that listeners lost attention while he was getting to the point. Roy tried to show that he did not lose interest. The young man can calmly continue. He continued, but calmly. He was ashamed of his self-respect. He suddenly began to turn on the sofa, then he threw himself away, then he bent down again, raised his hands from his knees, and again he put them on his knees like a running horse, which the rider, in this case, sows with his own will. Curiously, Roy thought about the young man. No, Sannikov does not give up for his idea of ​​the bubble of the vacuum. It was discussed back in the 20th century. He simply determined under what conditions the vacuum rises, foaming out what we call a substance, and under what conditions the substance is tightly chained in the vacuum. Proving that the vacuum is not homogeneous, that it has weakenings and overvoltages, and that everything new that he has introduced, he does not claim anymore, he is ready to be satisfied with this modest contribution. Good little contribution, I suppose we will move on from the common problems of the universe to the affairs of the space station. Am I right? Your intention. Yes, this is what Sannikov wanted to offer. He reminded that the proteus discovered a ball when it flew past a star that at that moment turned from a normal light into a black hole. Black holes, that is, but not a single person was present at the collapse of the star, that is, at the space disaster, when a giant gas ball in a matter of seconds falls into itself with a monstrous explosion, turning into a tiny body with a substance a billion times denser than water. And as soon as the navigational apparatus established that a star was about to fall into itself as if into the abyss, the proteus commander sent a ship to the disaster area. And he reports in the report that near the black hole into which the star giant turned, a ball the size of their proteus star was discovered and he took it on a tug with his power fields. Pyotr Kosygin considers the ball an artificial structure, maybe even a flying apparatus, inside which are unknown intelligent creatures and sees one riddle In contact with alien civilizations almost all our astronavigators were blown away. Previously, only the authors of fantasy novels wrote on this topic. Now the areas of possible alien nesting are included in the space lotions. Kosygin has given up fashion and is looking for brothers in space for a reason. And no one reports that the mystery is not so much in the design of the ball that there are no intelligent creatures in the ball, but in a completely different place where they saw the ball at the time when it arose. He, Kursannikov, claims that the collapse of the star and the emergence of the ball are two phenomena of one physical process that arose in the area of the world space where the course of the proteus was. No need to look for contact with non-existent creatures. All this is from the primitive perception of the world. Once upon a time, ghosts and ghosts were seen all around, and the planets revolved in the sky in epicycles, and not in simple Copernican orbits. And now they invent ghostly intelligent brothers and look for artificial structures in any space ball. Everything is a thousand times easier. You just need to understand the physics of the process and the rest is insignificant. Are we not doing what you want, Kurt? Roy sincerely did not understand what the young cosmonaut was getting at. To study everything related to the ball is our task, which, in fact, you do not like. Prove that the ball is no more than a funny physical phenomenon. Nobody will stop you. Kursannikov looked as if he did not know whether to blush or to cry. He looked like a lost child. His face turned red. His eyes shone wet. He quietly said, I do not know how to explain, and you did not manage. I listened to you attentively and did not interrupt. I wanted to be shorter, but everything is short and difficult. People do not have enough patience for long thoughts. You speak today with one paradox. Primitive is more complicated than simplicity. Kursannikov did not think that the truth of the thought could be measured in meters. The ball should soon disappear, Kursannikov said sadly. I did all the calculations. The ball is a trophy of the space search for a protein, which is so popular in Virginia. From the course of appearance it has passed to the course of destruction. It should be immediately dissolved in a vacuum. You know what? I did not understand the nature of the ball itself, and I did not understand your explanations. Maybe we can fix it together? Henry, having learned about the conversation between his brother and Kursannikov, shook his shoulders indifferently. Henry had periods of fascination, periods of indifference, periods of easy thinking. Roy brought his state to the third-period. He joked, got distracted, talked about trifles. He did not get to love, but looked at the intimate friendship. Roy was not sure that such a hobby was conducive to the cause. Henry had two passions in his soul that did not fit. Roy consoled himself. Let's listen to Kursannikov's report. He will say so much that Henry will not be able to remain indifferent. Kursannikov reported for two hours. His ideas seemed very vague to Roy again, but the mathematics was flawless. It turned out that the ball from the death was the energy in it, but it would not last long. — I wonder, — asked Roy, when the brothers were left alone. — Not worse than many other theories of the world vacuum, — replied Henry. Realizing that his brother's answer did not satisfy him, he added, — Let's not hurry, Roy, let's look with our own eyes at the mysterious ball. — It seems to me that you devote too much time to Arzunskaya, and this distracts you, — reproached Roy. — It is so charming that it becomes safer. I am not Andrey, I do not even look for myself in a feminine form. And Lyudmila is one of those who rules. And then I promised Andrey to return her harmless to the earth. I keep my word, you know that. Dear friends! You have listened to the phonogram created by the Soyuz Publishing House and the Publishing House Pokidyshev and Sons. The use of this phonogram or any part of it without the consent of the right holder is illegal and involves criminal, administrative and civil liability in accordance with the laws of the Russian Federation. All rights are protected.