本书摘录:
The Prisoner
_ The two rooms were not luxurious, but MacMaine hadn‘t expected that they would be. The walls were a flat metallic gray, unadorned and windowless. The ceilings and floors were simply continuations of the walls, except for the glow-plates overhead. One room held a small cabinet for his personal possessions, a wide, reasonably soft bed, a small but adequate desk, and, in one corner, a cubicle that contained the necessary sanitary plumbing facilities.
The other room held a couch, two big easy-chairs, a low table, some bookshelves, a squat refrigerator containing food and drink for his occasional snacks--his regular meals were brought in hot from the main kitchen--and a closet that contained his clothing--the insignialess uniforms of a Kerothi officer.
No, thought Sebastian MacMaine, it was not luxurious, but neither did it look like the prison cell it was.
There was comfort here, and even the illusion of privacy, although there were TV pickups in the walls, plac
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