"Marc Stiegler - David's Sling" - читать интересную книгу автора (Stiegler Marc)He peered up. Sure enough, the chiseled footprints went on to his left for a short time, then veered back sharply to the right. Jan was directly above, climbing to the right with a cougar's enthusiasm. He couldn't go all the way around the switchback even if he had the energy: but if he continued to the left, the taut rope would drag Jan back as well. He took one more pressure-breath and shak- ily climbed straight up the mountain, shortcutting through the switch. Noticing the jerking motions of the rope, Jan stopped to look back. Her mouth dropped open. "Hilan," she called loudly, "you can'tтАФ" Hilan looked up at her. Just as the snow yielded beneath his foot He plunged through the snow bridge into the crevasse beneath. The rope snapped taut, bouncing him wildly on the end. The plunge halted only a moment before he plum- meted again and the rope slid farther over the edge. He looked down into the shadowy cavern below, interested but not afraid. The all-crushing tatigue numbed his mind; he just didn't care. He contemplated his own emptiness, knowing that his lack of fear should be the greatest cause for fear. His descent slowed, then stopped. He swung lazily in the endless, rocky fracture, listening to the sudden quiet. A wheezing cough echoed down from above. Hilan pic- tured Jan on the edge of the precipice, leaning into her ice axe with all her strength to stop the fall. Both their lives depended on her endurance. The realization of her danger finally impelled him to action. Miraculously, his ice axe yet dangled from his right wrist. He pressed his lips together for an explosive series of breathsтАФthe whistling sound seemed almost natural nowтАФand wriggled his ice axe into his backpack straps. He grasped the rope. The fatigue yielded to a last buildup of adrenalin. He climbed over halfway up the rope before the adren- alin failed. He dung to the rope, thinking about the danger to Jan. BF he could not complete this ctunb, he had to save her. DAVID'S SUNG 5 He still had his knife. He could cut the rope, freeing her |
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