Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 3
“Whoknowsanythingaboutdynamite?”
Andofcoursenobodyknew,althoughithadbeentheburdenoftheinterrogationputtohim.
LuigiPolazzocamebackinalittlelessthantwohours,andhecamebackawreckthatbabbledindeliriumandcouldgivenoanswertothequestionsshowereduponhimalongtheechoingcorridorofdungeonsbythemenwhowereyettogetwhathehadgot,andwhodesiredgreatlytoknowwhatthingshadbeendonetohimandwhatinterrogationshadbeenputtohim.
Twiceagaininthenextforty-eighthoursLuigiwastakenoutandinterrogated.Afterthat,agibberingimbecile,hewenttoliveinBughouseAlley.Hehasastrongconstitution.Hisshouldersarebroad,hisnostrilswide,hischestisdeep,hisbloodispure;hewillcontinuetogibberinBughouseAlleylongafterIhaveswungoffandescapedthetormentofthepenitentiariesofCalifornia.
Manaftermanwastakenaway,oneatatime,andthewrecksofmenwerebroughtback,onebyone,toraveandhowlinthedarkness.AndasIlaythereandlistenedtothemoaningandthegroaning,andalltheidlechatteringofpain-addledwits,somehow,vaguelyreminiscent,itseemedtomethatsomewhere,sometime,Ihadsatinahighplace,callousandproud,andlistenedtoasimilarchorusofmoaningandgroaning
