"David Marusek - The Earth Is On The Mend (2)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Marusek David)The Earth Is On The Mend
by David Marusek Asimov's Science Fiction, May 1993 тВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмтВмThe old man in the squirrel-pelt parka stopped to pull the club from his belt. The malemute, harnessed to the small sled, stopped behind him. The man stepped off the trail and wallowed through deep snow to the thicket of scrub willow. The dog, mindful of her traces, tamped snow underfoot, made one tight circle, and lay down. Before she could nap, the man returned with a frozen snowshoe hare. "Three!" he said to the dog. "What does that mean, eh?" He scratched the dog behind an ear. "It means the Earth is on the mend, it does. And what does the dog say to that?" The dog stood up and wagged her tail. "I see," said the old man, "the dog says this time you'd better not piss it all away." тВмтВмтВм The next snare lay alongside the trail. The hare was still alive. It huddled calmly at the end of its tight necklace. "Four," whispered the old "we came quick as we could." The hare stared with bright brown eyes. "And what does the bunny say?" The man raised his club. "The bunny says, 'I know; I know. Just do it.'" тВмтВмтВм Black spruce trees teetered drunkenly under the load of snow. The land beneath the ridge lay in shadow. There, on the white expanse of a frozen lake, moved a black shape. "A moose?" said the old man. "Nah, dream on." He studied the shape's movements. "A man!" He led the dog down to a rocky promontory overlooking the lake, careful not to break cover. He watched the man push a mound of snow off a fishing hole, chip away the new ice lens, and check the line. Empty. "It's a fisherman who wears a bearskin parka," he told the dog. "Nice mukluks too." The next hole was near their hiding place, so the old man put his arm around the dog's neck and stroked her muzzle. "I thought we checked this lake," he whispered into her ear. After a minute he added, "We did. |
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