"Xanth 18 - Geis Of The Gargoyle" - читать интересную книгу автора (Xanth)

PIERS ANTHONY

ise to be entertaining. I don't care about you personally, of
course, but I hate being bored."

That seemed to be a fair answer. So Gary gambled and
asked the expected question: "Will you guide me safely to
the Good Magician's castle?"

"Yes."

"Very well. I shall make the dam."

He got to work. There were some wallflowers not far
distant, and he was able to transplant several to the river
bed. But there was a problem: they needed water in order
to flower, and he had none.

"Well, find some water lilies or water melons or water
cress," Mentia suggested impatiently. Her body was aimed
away from him, but this didn't matter because her head
was now on backwards; she had gotten confused again.

"There aren't any in sight," he pointed out. "I know
only the plants that are in sight, because I have been
bound to my post in the river for the past century or so."

"Oh for illness sake!" she exclaimed. "I'll find some."
Her lower section fuzzed and formed into a peculiar
wheeled vehicle.

"What's that?" Gary asked, surprised.

"Haven't you seen a snit before?" Then a dirty noise
pooped out of the thing's tailpipe, its wheels spun, and 'it
zoomed away at magical speed. She was departing in a

snit.

Then it zoomed backward, just as rapidly, coming to
park just under his nose. "Just be thankful it isn't a snot,"
the demoness said, and was gone again.

Gary was duly thankful. He had not had a lot of expe-
rience with demons, but this one seemed tolerable despite
being rather too pretty for his taste.