Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 4
“Now,”hesaid,whileIgaspedandswallowedmypain,“tellmeallaboutit,Standing.Spititout—allofit,ifyouknowwhat’shealthyforyou.”
“Idon’tknowanythingaboutwhathashappened...”,Ibegan.
ThatwasasfarasIgot.Withagrowlandaleaphewasuponme.Againheliftedmeintheairandcrashedmedownintothechair.
“Nononsense,Standing,”hewarned.“Makeacleanbreastofit.Whereisthedynamite?”
“Idon’tknowanythingofanydynamite,”Iprotested.
OnceagainIwasliftedandsmashedbackintothechair.
Ihaveenduredtorturesofvarioussorts,butwhenIreflectupontheminthequietnessofthesemylastdays,Iamconfidentthatnoothertorturewasquitetheequalofthatchairtorture.Bymybodythatstoutchairwasbatteredoutofanysemblanceofachair.Anotherchairwasbrought,andintimethatchairwasdemolished.Butmorechairswerebrought,andtheeternalquestioningaboutthedynamitewenton.
WhenWardenAthertongrewtired,CaptainJamierelievedhim;andthentheguardMonohantookCaptainJamie’splaceinsmashingmedownintothechair.
