Повернення на батьківщину

VII. The Tragic Meeting of Two Old Friends

           

           “’Tisasurecure,”saidOllyDowden,withemphasis.“I’veuseditwhenIusedtogooutnursing.”

           “Thenwemustprayfordaylight,tocatchthem,”saidClymgloomily.

           “IwillseewhatIcando,”saidSam.

           Hetookagreenhazelwhichhehadusedasawalkingstick,splititattheend,insertedasmallpebble,andwiththelanterninhishandwentoutintotheheath.Clymhadbythistimelitasmallfire,anddespatchedSusanNunsuchforafryingpan.BeforeshehadreturnedSamcameinwiththreeadders,onebrisklycoilinganduncoilinginthecleftofthestick,andtheothertwohangingdeadacrossit.

           “Ihaveonlybeenabletogetonealiveandfreshasheoughttobe,”saidSam.“TheselimponesaretwoIkilledtodayatwork;butastheydon’tdietillthesungoesdowntheycan’tbeverystalemeat.”

           Theliveadderregardedtheassembledgroupwithasinisterlookinitssmallblackeye,andthebeautifulbrownandjetpatternonitsbackseemedtointensifywithindignation.Mrs.Yeobrightsawthecreature,andthecreaturesawher—shequiveredthroughout,andavertedhereyes.

           “Lookatthat,”murmuredChristianCantle.“Neighbours,howdoweknowbutthatsomethingoftheoldserpentinGod’sgarden,thatgiedtheappletotheyoungwomanwithnoclothes,livesoninaddersandsnakesstill?Lookathiseye—foralltheworldlikeavillainoussortofblackcurrant.’Tistobehopedhecan’till-wishus!There’sfolksinheathwho’vebeenoverlookedalready.IwillneverkillanotheradderaslongasIlive.

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 382 з 526