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James White / Джеймс Уайт - Собрание сочинений

Годы выпуска: 1953-2020 г.
Автор: White James / Уайт Джеймс
Язык: Английский
Формат: fb2/epub
Качество: OCR/eBook

Описание:
Джеймс Уайт (James White) 7 апреля 1928 - 23 августа 1999.
Первый рассказ Уайта — «Assisted Passage» — был опубликован в 1953 году. Но славу ему принес, конечно, цикл произведений о гигантском космическом госпитале, объединенных одним героем, доктором Конвеем. Это циклопическое сооружение в космосе, разделенное на 384 «палубы», висит где-то на окраине галактики и в определенном смысле само представляет собой обитаемую галактику, поскольку более экзотических пациентов не встречал еще ни один врач в истории литературы!
Хотя врачебный персонал космического госпиталя вооружен самой современной медицинской техникой, собранной со всех планет, которым есть чем похвастать в этой области; и хотя произведения серии пронизывает дух всесилия «техно-медицины», все же техника-то раз за разом подводит. Врачи-люди (и нелюди) себе этого позволить не могут. Потому что с допотопных времен и, видимо, в далеком галактическом будущем лечение не сводится к технологической операции. Это еще и психология, и этика, и сострадание — недаром в произведениях Уайта так часто слово «медицина» заменяется другим, архаичным, — «целительство».
Не все творчество писателя сводится к «врачам» и «контактам» (что часто одно и то же). Например, в романе «Second Ending» (1962) роботы заново пытаются создать человека — естественно, по своему образу и подобию! А один из лучших романов Уайта, «The Watch Below» (1966), повествует о странной колонии землян, почти столетие обитающей на дне океана в затопленном во время второй мировой войны танкере. Спасшиеся тогда в пустом герметическом нефтехранилище трое мужчин и две женщины выжили, сумели наладить жизнь и обзавестись потомством. Они смогли даже не одичать, сохранить культурную преемственность, причем, достигли этого весьма своеобразно: пересказывая друг другу когда-либо прочитанные книги! Один из первых «подводных колонистов» успел приобщиться даже к сравнительно новому литературному жанру — science fiction — и с упоением пересказывает другим о похождениях героев «Дока» Смита, даже не ведая, что его потомкам в четвертом поколении придется воочию контактировать с инопланетянами. Потому что, вдобавок к первой сюжетной линии, Уайт сочиняет и вторую. «Водоплавающие» представители иной высокоразвитой цивилизации в своих поисках возможного нового дома для сородичей случайно натыкаются на Землю, в изобилии покрытую океанами. И, конечно же, первым делом устанавливают контакт с колонией затворников… Эти две параллельные и, на первый взгляд, не связанные между собой истории — выживание землян в их подводной «камере» и поиски инопланетянами новой среды обитания — в финале органически «стыкуются».
В другом романе — «The Dream Millenium» (1974) — пассажиры «звездного ковчега» большую часть пути проводят в анабиозе. Чтобы не одичать, они во сне продолжают подпитываться фактами земной истории. Последняя в данном случае оказывается скорее «мифологией», ибо посещающие спящих образы представляют собой юнговские архетипы (проявления «коллективного бессознательного»)…

Переводы на русский есть здесь: viewtopic.php?t=1699
01 Hospital Station / Космический госпиталь 1962, fb2
Medic / Эскулап
Sector General / Главный госпиталь сектора
The Trouble with Emily
Visitor at Large / Случайный посетитель
Out-Patient / Пациент со стороны
02 Star Surgeon / Звездный хирург 1963, fb2
03 Major Operation / Большая операция 1971, fb2
Invader / Вторжение
Vertigo / Головокружение
Blood Brother / Кровный брат
Meatball / Митбол
Major Operation / Большая операция
04 Ambulance Ship / Скорая помощь 1979, fb2
Spacebird / Космическая птица
Contagion / Инфекция
Quarantine / Карантин
Recovery / Звездолет-неотложка
05 Sector General / Чрезвычайные происшествия 1983, fb2
Accident / Происшествие
Survivor / Уцелевший
Investigation / Исследование
Combined Operation / Совместная операция
06 Star Healer / Звездный врач 1985, fb2
07 Code Blue - Emergency / Межзвездная неотложка 1987, fb2
08 The Genocidal Healer / Врач-убийца 1991, fb2
09 The Galactic Gourmet / Галактический шеф-повар 1996, fb2
10 Final Diagnosis / Окончательный диагноз 1997, fb2
11 Mind Changer / Космический психолог 1998, fb2
12 Double Contact / Двойной контакт 1999, fb2; 2015, epub (retail), ISBN: 978-0-7653-8986-2, Tor
Beginning Operations 2011, epub, ISBN: 978142998229, Orb
01 Hospital Station / Космический госпиталь
02 Star Surgeon / Звездный хирург
03 Major Operation / Большая операция
Alien Emergencies 2002, epub, ISBN: 978-0-312-87770-5, Orb
The Secret History of Sector General / Тайная история Космического Госпиталя
04 Ambulance Ship / Скорая помощь
05 Sector General / Чрезвычайные происшествия
06 Star Healer / Звездный врач
General Practice 2011, epub, ISBN: 9781429965569, Orb
07 Code Blue - Emergency / Межзвездная неотложка
08 The Genocidal Healer / Врач-убийца
Tourist Planet (= The Secret Visitors) 1956, epub (from New Worlds – Oct/Nov/December 1956)
Second Ending 1962, fb2/epub
The Escape Orbit (= Open Prison) 1965, epub
The Watch Below 1978, fb2, ISBN: 0-345-27691-4, Del Rey/Ballantine
All Judgment Fled 1968, fb2
Tomorrow Is Too Far 1973, epub, ISBN: 0-552-09134-0, Corgi
Lifeboat (= Dark Inferno) 1972, fb2, ISBN: 0-345-02797-3, Ballantine Books
The Dream Millennium 1976, fb2, ISBN: 0-552-10062-5, Corgi
Underkill 1979, fb2, ISBN: 0-552-10996-7, Corgi
Federation World 1988, fb2; epub, ISBN: 0-345-35263-7, Del Rey/Ballantine
The Silent Stars Go By 1991, fb2, ISBN: 0-345-37110-0, Del Rey/Ballantine
The First Protector 2000, fb2
Deadly Litter 1981, fb2, ISBN: 0-345-29640-0, Del Rey/Ballantine
Grapeliner
The Ideal Captain
The Lights Outside the Windows
Deadly Litter / Смертоносный мусор
The Aliens Among Us 1981, fb2, ISBN: 978-0-345-29171-4, Del Rey/Ballantine
Countercharm / Лекарство от любви
To Kill or Cure
Red Alert
Tableau
The Conspirators
The Scavengers
Occupation: Warrior / Профессия — солдат
Monsters and Medics 1977, fb2, ISBN: 0-552-10462-0, Corgi Books/Transworld Publishers
Second Ending
Counter Security
Dogfight
Nuisance Value
In Loving Memory
Futures Past 1982, epub
Spacebird / Космическая птица
Commuter
Assisted Passage
Curtain Call
Boarding Party
Patrol
Fast Trip
Question of Cruelty
False Alarm
Dynasty of One
Outrider
The White Papers 1998, fb2, ISBN: 0-915368-71-4, NESFA Press
Introduction by Mike Resnick
James White essay by Walt Willis
Custom Fitting / Примерка novelette by James White
Commuter short story by James White
House Sitter novelette by James White
Sanctuary novelette by James White
Christmas Treason / Рождественский сюрприз novelette by James White
The Secret History of Sector General / Тайная история Космического Госпиталя essay by James White
Accident / Происшествие novelette by James White
Medic (= O'Mara's Orphan) / Эскулап novelette by James White
Countercharm / Лекарство от любви novelette by James White
Visitor at Large / Случайный посетитель novelette by James White
An Introduction to Real Virtuality essay by Bruce Pelz
The Last Time I Saw Harris essay by James White
The Beacon essay by James White
The Not-So-Hot Gospeller essay by James White
The Long Afternoon of Harrogate essay by James White
The History of IF #3 essay by James White
The Qunize-y Report essay by James White
Fester on the Fringe essay by James White
The Exorcists of IF short story by James White
The Unreal George Affair essay by James White
Sector General Timeline / Хронология Космического госпиталя essay by Gary Louie
Notes on the Classification System / Заметки по системе классификации essay by James White
The Classification System / Система классификации essay by Gary Louie
Short Fiction Collected 2020, epub, Jerry eBooks
ASSISTED PASSAGE
CROSSFIRE
THE SCAVENGERS
THE CONSPIRATORS
STARVATION ORBIT
CURTAIN CALL
SUICIDE MISSION
THE STAR WALK
OUTRIDER
BOARDING PARTY
DYNASTY OF ONE
PUSHOVER PLANET
IN LOVING MEMORY
RED ALERT
QUESTION OF CRUELTY
TOURIST PLANET (Part One of Three Parts)
TOURIST PLANET (Part Two of Three Parts)
TOURIST PLANET (Conclusion)
PATROL
THE LIGHTS OUTSIDE THE WINDOWS
TO KILL OR CURE
FALSE ALARM
SECTOR GENERAL / Главный госпиталь сектора
TABLEAU
THE IDEAL CAPTAIN
DARK TALISMAN
TROUBLE WITH EMILY
DOGFIGHT
OCCUPATION: WARRIOR / Профессия — солдат
VISITOR AT LARGE / Случайный посетитель
THE HIGH ROAD
GRAPELINER
O'MARA'S ORPHAN / Эскулап
DEADLY LITTER / Смертоносный мусор
OUT-PATIENT / Пациент со стороны
THE APPRENTICE
COUNTERCHARM / Лекарство от любви
SECOND ENDING (First of Two Parts)
SECOND ENDING (Conclusion)
RESIDENT PHYSICIAN
CHRISTMAS TREASON / Рождественский сюрприз
FIELD HOSPITAL (Part One of Three Parts)
FIELD HOSPITAL (Part Two of Three Parts)
FIELD HOSPITAL (Conclusion)
COUNTER SECURITY
FAST TRIP
OPEN PRISON (part one of three parts)
OPEN PRISON (part two of three parts)
OPEN PRISON (conclusion)
INVADER / Вторжение
ALL JUDGMENT FLED (Part One)
VERTIGO / Головокружение
ALL JUDGMENT FLED (Part Two)
ALL JUDGMENT FLED (Conclusion)
BLOOD BROTHER / Кровный брат
MEATBALL / Митбол
MAJOR OPERATION / Большая операция
DARK INFERNO (Part I)
DARK INFERNO (Conclusion)
COMMUTER
SPACEBIRD / Космическая птица
THE DREAM MILLENNIUM (Part One)
THE DREAM MILLENNIUM (Part Two)
THE DREAM MILLENNIUM (Conclusion)
ANSWER CAME THERE NONE
THE EXORCISTS OF IF (fanzine version)
NUISANCE VALUE
THE EXORCISTS OF IF (magazine version)
CONTAGION / Инфекция
QUARANTINE / Карантин
RECOVERY / Звездолет-неотложка
FEDERATION WORLD
THE SCOURGE
LONG WILL LIVE THE KING
ACCIDENT / Происшествие
SURVIVOR / Уцелевший
INVESTIGATION / Исследование
COMBINED OPERATION / Совместная операция
SOMETHING OF VALUE
THE INTERPRETERS
SANCTUARY
UN-BIRTHDAY BOY
HOUSE SITTER
Crossfire 1953, fb2
Starvation Orbit 1954, fb2
Suicide Mission 1954, fb2
The Star Walk 1955, fb2
Pushover Planet 1955, fb2
Dark Talisman 1958, fb2
The High Road 1959, fb2
The Apprentice 1960, fb2
Answer Came There None 1974, fb2
Custom Fitting / Примерка 1976, fb2
Federation World 1980, fb2
The Scourge 1982, fb2
Something of Value 1985, fb2
The Interpreters 1985, fb2
Type 'Genie' and Run 1989, fb2
The Backward Magician 1992, fb2
Un-Birthday Boy 1996, fb2


"Normality" involves comparison to a standard - but how do you judge the standard? - every morning he tried very hard not to waken into his unhappy world, but the wall beeper would only get louder until he turned it off to let his mother know that he was awake and would be out for breakfast as soon as he had washed and dressed. The voices of the three other children came through the adjoining wall, louder and more excited than usual because today was Danal's birthday and there would be a party and presents. He especially hated waking up on a birthday because those days were the unhappiest of all for him since he had never had one.
He was the only member of the family with his own room, he thought as he cleaned himself all over with the special sponge that was supposed to help take away the smell that they all said came from his body, then he deliberately looked out of the window while he dressed. Not so long ago he had needed his mother or one of the other children to help him with his fastenings, but now he was able to dress and look outside at the same time.
Even his father, while visiting his room to do nasty things to him, had said that he was showing a change for the better and that it was about time.
But there was never any change in the view from his window, just the same haze of stars moving past like banks of bright speckled fog and the sun-shadows moving slowly along the metal framework that held their house to the rim of the spacestation.
All at once the other room became quiet and empty. He waited for as long as he could then followed the others into breakfast before his mother could come in to ask him if he was feeling sick again.
It was the fourteenth birthday party that he had attended, five for each of the two older children and four for the youngest one who was his favorite, although there might have been others that he had been too young to remember.
They always began at breakfast time so that his father could join in and distribute the presents before dressing for work. Be cause it took so long to get into and out of a spacesuit and to check every thing, the children would not see him again until it was nearly bedtime. His father spent the last hour of the day playing with the children in their rooms, but some of the things he did to him when they were alone together were not nice so that he would have been pleased not to have a lather at all.
"Since this is another birthday," said his father, smiling at everyone in turn, "we have again been given permission to let you spend today playing in the Center. Your mother will stay with you until I finish for the day and we come back for another party. This time the area of wall netting has been extended and the metal projections padded so that there is no risk of you injuring yourselves. But don't get overexcited or jump off too fast be cause a collision at speed with the net supports or each other will hurt and would certainly spoil the rest of the birthday for you. And if someone was to be seriously injured you might not be allowed to play in the Center again. So be very careful, all of you."
Why, he thought, does he always look at me when he says things like that?
"And now," his father went on, "the presents…"
Danal, the birthday boy, was given his present first. It was a large box wrapped in used computer paper, and while he was opening it his younger brother Cawn and sister Wana were given smaller presents so that they would not feel bad because it wasn't their birthday. It wasn't his birthday, either, it was never ever his birthday, so he was given a present as well. It turned out to be a well-worn, animal soft toy, a castoff that had been given to Wana when she had been only two.
. . .


I

From space the Earth was a serene and beautiful world circling a young and relatively cool sun. The great ice caps, the tremendous, stretches of ocean, and the dazzling white carpets of the cloud layers were blurred both by distance and atmospheric haze, so that outwardly it was a planet of great beauty and peace. It would have required a telescope of fantastic power and definition to resolve the tiny sparks on the night side which were torpedoed ships or bombed and burning towns, and on the sunlit hemisphere the disturbances caused by the waging of World War Two were also of too minor a nature to register over interstellar distances.
It was February 3, 1942. . . .
Eleven days out of St. Johns, its ranks thinned to begin with by the unceasing attacks of the wolf packs and then scattered in disorder by a storm which was bad even for the North Atlantic in winter, the remnants of Convoy RK47 were in the process of reforming in the area of Rockall Deep prior to entering the relative safety of the Irish Sea. Most of the ships were within sight of a few others, but there were lone stragglers as well, and one which apparently had the ocean all to itself was the converted tanker Gulf Trader.
The Trader was unusual in that she was an oil tanker not carrying oil. Originally designed as a fleet oiler for the United States Navy, and then converted to commercial operation between the Gulf of Mexico and South America because the powers-that-were had thought that the world in 1938 was too peaceful a place for the Navy to need another fleet auxiliary, she was now in the process of being converted into something which might be an answer to the U-boat menace. There was no certainty about this, of course, but any idea which might conceivably help against the wolf packs had to be tried.
For behind Gulf Trader lay the memory of five sinkings. One, a sister tanker, had vomited blazing fuel over half a mile of sea before going down and leaving a torch in the wake of the convoy which had burned all that night. And there was the munitions ship which had gone so suddenly that seconds later all that was left was a blotchy green afterimage of the flash and the dying echoes of that savage, crashing detonation. The other ships had died less dramatically, with the sounds of the explosions lost in the screaming wind and the blazing upperworks seen only as a dull glow through the driving snow and spray. Despite the long dogleg to the north the convoy had not been able to shake off the wolf packs. Only the storm had been able to achieve that feat, forcing them to seek shelter in the depths where their fragile pressure hulls would be safe from the hurtling mountains and avalanches of water above.
But now, after five raging days of it, the storm was dying. The sky had cleared and the sun was melting the unnatural streamlining of frozen spray and snow from Trader's superstructure. The sea was still mountainous, but its slopes were smooth now and the valleys were no longer filled with spray. Yet, the improving conditions meant that enemy reconnaissance aircraft would be seeking out the scattered convoy and directing their U-boats towards it, and that Allied aircraft would be spotting and, where possible, trying to sink the enemy submarines.
In the wheelhouse of Gulf Trader Captain Larmer sagged a little more heavily against the strap which, except for a number of unavoidable absences totaling not more than two hours, had held him in an upright if not always wakeful position on his stool for the past three days. He was looking at the signal which had just been handed to him and, although the words were printed boldly and legibly, for some reason their meaning was taking a long time to reach his brain. It was as if fatigue had surrounded him with a thick, invisible cocoon which slowed and deadened everything trying to pass through it, but finally the marks on the flimsy surrendered their meaning and Larmer said, "Two subs have been reported in this area. How about that! We're advised to maintain maximum vigilance and proceed with caution!"
Beside him Lieutenant Commander Wallis nodded stiffly but did not speak.
There were times, Larmer thought tiredly, when trying to be pleasant to Wallis hardly seemed worth the effort. Anyone would think that Captain Larmer was going to take over the ship from Wallis when they reached Liverpool instead of vice versa. Between the storm and the U-boats it had been a very unpleasant trip, and the presence of the Royal Navy on board had not added to the social atmosphere of the ship.
Traditionally there had always been a certain difference of opinion between the merchant service and the Navy proper, for having to work harder under much stricter discipline for less pay it was natural that the Naval ratings felt superior to their sloppily dressed and overpaid colleagues. The filthy weather, the general tension, and the chronic lack of proper rest all played their part in aggravating the situation. At the same time Larmer was sure that the ratings engaged in modifying the tanks could have tried a little harder to conceal their feelings of superiority, that his own chief and the engineer lieutenant who was familiarizing himself with Trader's engine room could have conversed without giving the impression that they were on the point of committing mutual and bloody murder, and that the lieutenant commander could speak just a few words which were not shop. So far as Larmer could see the only exception among the Naval types was Radford, the surgeon lieutenant who was to be attached to the ship when she became H.M.S. something-or-other. Radford was not a very friendly type either, but he had been kept too busy in his professional capacity during this trip to arouse anything but admiration. This train of thought brought him back to the signal in his hand and the few hopelessly inadequate precautions he could take regarding it.
He said, "I hate to break up the party that Dickson and your doctor must be having with those girls, but under the circumstances it might be better if we moved them up top. What I mean is, they've been torpedoed once this trip already. . . ."
While Lamer had been talking Wallis had climbed off his stool. He said, "The doctor will object to moving them. Especially the burn case and your Mr. Dickson. It might be better if I explained the reason for moving them in person. . . ."
"Sooner you than me," said Lamer to Wallis's disappearing back.
The ship had picked up more than the usual share of survivors this trip. The poop and upper decks aft, where engineer officers and apprentices, the seamen, and the firemen-greasers all had their quarters, had been forced to accommodate thirty-five R.N. ratings and petty officers together with upwards of fifty survivors from three torpedoed ships. By itself the overcrowding would not have been too bad, but the storm had been such that anyone who was not in a hammock or tied solidly into his bunk was liable to grievous bodily harm -- First Officer Dickson being a case in point. As for the bridge deck amidships, the navigation officers, apprentices, and stewards had been crowded out by the additional number of injured survivors who had overflowed from the sick bay.
An added complication had been the fact that the survivors refused to be moved to the more roomy and comfortable tanks below, where the rolling and pitching of the ship was much less violent, and some had refused even to let themselves sleep in case they were torpedoed again. All things considered, Larmer thought they had a point. But the case of Dickson and the two Wren officers was different. They had been in no fit condition to have opinions one way or the other; so the doctor, whose views tended to be medical rather than psychological, had decided for them. But the doctor was a very difficult man to order around, especially when the orders touched adversely on the welfare of his patients. The only thing, in fact, that would make him do as he was told, sometimes, was the few extra grams of gold braid on Wallis's sleeve.
The ship dug her bows into another mountainous wave and the entire forepeak disappeared beneath a solid wall of water which roared along the weather deck, exploding into clouds of spray against the catwalk supports and guardrails until, with most of its energy expended on the deck gear and pipelines, it rolled almost gently around the base of the bridge and tumbled over the side. Watching it Larmer felt a little sorry for the lieutenant commander. As well as having to face an ogre called Radford he would have to negotiate between the bridge and the aft pump room a catwalk, which was the only means of entering the tanks where, amid the tangle of oxyacetylene gear, packing cases, and cargo, the doctor had opened a branch of the ship's hospital. Conditions aft would be somewhat better than those forward, of course, but there was still a strong possibility that Wallis would get his feet wet, that he would get them wet even if he walked all the way on his hands.
There were times, Larmer thought as the foredeck struggled into sight again only to disappear seconds later into another watery mountain, when Gulf Trader acted as if she had delusions of being a submarine.
The first torpedo struck a few minutes later just as she was digging her nose in again. If it had waited for another second it would have passed clean over the momentarily submerged fo'c'sle, but instead it hit just below deck about twenty feet back from the prow, and it tore open the deck as if it had been a bomb rather than a torpedo. Several hundred tons of water in the shape of a wave which was then breaking over her bows enlarged the opening, peeling back the deck plating as it if were so much tinfoil and pouring into the underlying forward pump room and storerooms and the big forehold. This time the bows did not rise again and the wave crashed into the bridge with its full force, and at that moment the second torpedo struck the stern.
From the engine-room phone there came a shrill, raucous sound composed of shouts and screams and escaping steam. Larmer broke contact knowing that he could neither give nor obtain help there, and glad suddenly of the tiredness that was deadening his feelings at the moment. The ship, holed fore and aft, was settling rapidly on an even keel. Underfoot the wheelhouse deck was disquietingly stable now, the reason being that Trader was going through the waves instead of riding over them. The fo'c'sle was completely under, as were both the fore and aft catwalks, so that the navigating bridge and the boat deck aft seemed to be the superstructures of two different ships. Yet she was in no immediate danger of sinking -- tankers were incredibly buoyant. But the sea was running high. She had lost way and was beginning to drift broadside to the waves. That could play hob with lowering the boats. . . .
. . .
UPD Релиз обновлен 29.01.2022
Добавлено:
White James - Deadly Litter - 1981.fb2 (сборник)
White James - Monsters and Medics - 1977.fb2 (сборник)
White James - The White Papers - 1998.fb2 (сборник)
White James - Crossfire - 1953.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - Starvation Orbit - 1954.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - Suicide Mission - 1954.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - The Star Walk - 1955.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - Dark Talisman - 1958.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - The High Road - 1959.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - The Apprentice - 1960.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - Answer Came There None - 1974.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - Underkill - 1979.fb2 (роман)
White James - Federation World - 1980.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - The Scourge - 1982.fb2 (повесть)
White James - Something of Value - 1985.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - The Interpreters - 1985.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - Type 'Genie' and Run - 1989.fb2 (рассказ)
White James - The Silent Stars Go By - 1991.fb2 (роман)
White James - The Backward Magician - 1992.fb2 (рассказ)

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