"Henry Kuttner - See You Later" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kuttner Henry)

right to kill my boys."
"We didn't go for to do it," Maw said. "It was more or less an accident. We'd be right happy to make it
up to you, one way or another."

"That's what I was counting on," old Yancey said. "It seems like the least you could do, after acting up
like you done. It don't matter whether the baby kilt my boys, like Saunk says and he's a liar. The idea is
that I figger all you Hogbens are responsible. But I guess we could call it square if'n you did me a little
favor. It ain't really right for neighbors to hold bad feelings."

"Any favor you name," Maw said, "if it ain't out of line."

" 'Tain't much," old Yancey said. "I just want you to split me up into a rabble, sort of temporary."

"Hey, you been listening to Medea?" Paw said, being drunk enough not to know no better. "Don't you
believe her. That was purely a prank she played on Pelias. After he got chopped up he stayed daid; he
didn't git young like she said he would."

"Hey?" Yancey said. He pulled that old magazine out of his pocket and it fell open right to that purty
picture. "This here," he said. "Saunk tells me you kin do it. And everybody round here knows you
Hogbens are witches. Saunk said you done it once with a feller named of Messy."

"Guess he means Cadmus," I said.

Yancey waved the magazine. I saw he had a queer kind of gleam in his eye.

"It shows right here," he said, wild-like. "A feller steps inside this here gimmick and then he keeps coming
out of it, dozens of him, over and over. Witchcraft. Well, I know about you Hogbens. You may fool the
city folk, but you don't fool me none. You're all witches."

"We ain't," Paw said from the corner. "Not no more."

"You are so," Yancey said. "I heard stories. I even seen him"тАФhe pointed right at Uncle LesтАФ"I seen
him flying around in the air. And if that ain't witchcraft I don't know what is."

"Don't you, honest?" I asked. "That's easy. It's when you get someтАФ"

But Maw told me to shet up.

"Saunk told me you kin do it," he said. "An' I been sitting and studying and looking over this here
magazine. I got me a fine idea. Now, it stands to reason, everybody knows a witch kin be in two places
at the same time. Couldn't a witch mebbe git to be in three places at the same time?"

"Three's as good as two," Maw said. "Only there ain't no witches. It's like this here science you hear tell
about. People make it up out of their haids. It ain't nat-cheral."

"Well, then," Yancey said, putting the magazine down. "Two or three or a whole passel. How many
people are there in the world, anyway?"

"Two billion, two hunnerd fifty million, nine hunnerd and fifty-nine thousand, nine hunnerd and nineteen," I
said.