"Jay Lake - Will You go On" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lake Jay)We hauled him back to the Lesser Silk Drawing Room, which was the Hunt GroupтАЩs nest mostly. It was big enough for all of us to live in, but small enough to feel like our own, as well as close to the Upper West Red Gallery where we hid our treasures. Marta Grande sat on the outsiderтАЩs chest while me and Porter straightened the leg at Old JamieтАЩs directing. He didnтАЩt scream, but his body tightened and twisted surely as if weтАЩd wired him to a socket. After it was straight I splinted him with two legs off a Louis XIV chair Marta Grande had broke up in the White Wool Drawing Room a couple of weeks back. We wrapped his leg in upholstering from the chair, too, then I wiped the sweat and blood from his bit lips with one of FilippaтАЩs moon rags dipped damp in the bathroom sink. тАЬThank you,тАЭ gasped the outsider. тАЬBlessings on you all.тАЭ тАЬGet him some water now that he wonтАЩt throw it up,тАЭ growled Old Jamie. Though I figured our stranger wasnтАЩt the type to spew from pain anyway. I hunkered down next to him, letting my knees burn like they had since IтАЩd got big. тАЬWelcome to GodтАЩs house, stranger, and my name is Johnnie.тАЭ His lips flickered through a weak smile. тАЬIтАЩm Ben, I guess.тАЭ тАЬBen Eye-gas,тАЭ shouted Marta Grande. тАЬBen Eye-gas!тАЭ The Hunt Group took **** The next day the Hunt Group woke to the sound of workmen nearby. Little Bitros had had the watch, but strange things could happen to time and wakefulness when the workmen were about. We all knew this was sign that we should go prey in earnest, leaving GodтАЩs invisible servants to their work. This showed respect, and sometimes gifts were granted us, too. But Ben Eye-gas was sprawled on the floor, his leg wrapped in polished maple and white silk. I squatted down with him and gathered my hall tiger pelt around my shoulders. тАЬListen, you canтАЩt really move right now. I got to tell you something important. DonтАЩt leave the room.тАЭ тАЬWhy?тАЭ тАЬHear that hammering and those power saws?тАЭ He nodded. тАЬThatтАЩs the workmen. We donтАЩt never see them, and we try to give them |
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