"Christopher Moore - The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moore Christopher)

man's screams hit a higher pitch.
Theo got down on the floor and spoke into Molly's ear. "Let go, Molly.
You've got to let go of the man's leg."
An animal sound emanated from Molly's throat and bubbled out through
blood and saliva.
Theo stroked her hair out of her face. "I can't fix the problem if you
don't tell me what it is, Molly. I can't understand you with that guy's leg in
your mouth."
"Stand back, Theo," Mavis said. "I'm going to brain her."
Theo waved Mavis away. The gray-haired man screamed even louder.
"Hey!" Theo shouted. "Pipe down. I'm trying to have a conversation here."
The gray-haired man lowered his volume.
"Molly, look at me."
Theo saw a blue eye look away from the leg and the bloodlust faded from
it. He had her back. "That's right, Molly. It's me, Theo. Now what's the
problem?"
She spit out the man's leg and turned to look at Theo. Mavis helped the
man to a bar stool. "Get her out of here," Mavis said. "She's eighty-sixed.
This time forever."
Theo kept his eyes locked on Molly's. "Are you okay?"
She nodded. Bloody drool was running down her chin. Theo grabbed a bar
napkin and wiped it away, careful to keep his fingers away from her mouth.
"I'm going to help you up now and we're going to go outside and talk
about this, okay?"
Molly nodded and Theo picked her up by the shoulders, set her on her feet
and steered her toward the door. He looked over his shoulder at the bitten
man. "You okay? You need a doctor?"
"I didn't do anything to her. I've never seen that woman before in my
life. I just stopped in for a drink."
Theo looked at Mavis for confirmation. "He hit on her," Mavis said. "But
that's no excuse. A girl should appreciate the attention." She turned and
batted her spiderlike false eyelashes at the bitten man. "I could show you
some appreciation, sweetie."
The bitten man looked around in a panic. "No, I'm fine. No doctor. I'm
just fine. My wife's waiting for me."
"As long as you're okay," Theo said. "And you don't want to press charges
or anything?"
"No, just a misunderstanding. Soon as you get her out of here, I'll be
heading out of town."
There was a collective sigh of disappointment from the regulars who had
been placing side bets on who Mavis would hit with her bat.
"Thanks," Theo said. He shot Mavis a surreptitious wink and led Molly out
to the street excusing himself and his prisoner as they passed an old Black
man who was coming through the door carrying a guitar case.
"I 'spose a man run outta sweet talk and liquor, he gots to go to mo'
direct measures," the old Black man said to the bar with a dazzling grin.
"Someone here lookin fo' a Bluesman?"
 Molly Michon

Theo put Molly into the passenger side of the Volvo. She sat with her