"Diana Wynne Jones - The Game" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jones Diana Wynne)

things,тАЭ she called them to herself.
She was building a particularly elaborate rock garden about a
week later, made of carefully piled gravel and ferns, when she
looked up to see Flute standing among the laurels with his hands in
his pockets. He was staring up at the house as if he were wondering
about it. Hayley could not think how Flute had got in. There was a
high brick wall round the garden and no way in except through the
house.
тАЬHallo,тАЭ she said. тАЬWhat are you doing here?тАЭ
Flute had obviously not known she was there. He whirled round,
thoroughly startled, and his green scarf blew tastefully out among
his hair. тАЬOh,тАЭ he said. тАЬI didnтАЩt see you. I was wondering what
went on in this house.тАЭ
тАЬNothing much does,тАЭ Hayley told him, rather dryly. тАЬGrandad
works and Grandma makes rules.тАЭ
Flute frowned and shook his head slightly. The green scarf
fluttered. His eyes stared into HayleyтАЩs, green and steady. тАЬI know
you,тАЭ he said. тАЬYou were with the Russian lady and the shoes.тАЭ
 тАЬMartya. She left,тАЭ Hayley said.
тАЬThat doesnтАЩt surprise me,тАЭ Flute said. тАЬThis house isnтАЩt for the
likes of her. Why are you in it?тАЭ
тАЬIтАЩm an orphan,тАЭ Hayley explained. тАЬThey bring me up.тАЭ Flute
nodded, taking this in, and then smiled at her, with some little
doubtful creases beside his mouth. Hayley found herself adoring
him, in a way she never adored even Grandad. тАЬHow did you get in
here?тАЭ she said. тАЬOver the wall?тАЭ
Flute shook his head. тАЬI donтАЩt do walls,тАЭ he said. тАЬIтАЩll show you, if
youтАЩll just follow me for a few steps.тАЭ He turned and walked, with a
soft clatter of leaves, in among the laurel trees.
Hayley sprang up from her rock gardenтАФit was finished
anywayтАФand followed the swishing and the glimpses of green scarf
among the dark leaves. There had to be a gate in the wall that she
had never found. But she never saw the wall. She followed Flute
out of the laurels into a corner of the common. Really the common.
She saw cars on the road in the distance and GrandadтАЩs familiar red
house in the row beyond the road. тАЬGood heavens!тАЭ she said, and
looked up at Flute with respect. тАЬThatтАЩs more magic, isnтАЩt it? Can
you show me some more more?тАЭ
Flute thought about it. тАЬWhat do you want to see?тАЭ
There was no question about that. тАЬThe mythosphere,тАЭ Hayley
said.
Flute was rather taken aback. He put his hands into his baggy
pockets and looked down at her seriously. тАЬAre you sure? Someone
has warned you, have they, that things in the mythosphere are
often harder andтАФwellтАФfiercer than they are here?тАЭ
Hayley nodded. тАЬGrandad said the strands harden off when they
get farther out.тАЭ
тАЬAll right,тАЭ Flute said. тАЬWeтАЩll take a look at some of the nearest
parts then. ItтАЩll have to be just a short look, because I wasnтАЩt
expecting to see you and I have things to do today. Follow me then.тАЭ