Жах Данвіча
Chapter 4
Towardsoneo’clockOldWhateleygainedconsciousness,andinterruptedhiswheezingtochokeoutafewwordstohisgrandson.
‘Morespace,Willy,morespacesoon. Yewgrows—an’thatgrowsfaster. It’llbereadytoserveyesoon,boy. OpenupthegatestoYog–Sothothwiththelongchantthatye’llfindonpage751ofthecompleteedition,an’thenputamatchtotheprison. Firefromairthcan’tburnitnohaow.’
Hewasobviouslyquitemad. Afterapause,duringwhichtheflockofwhippoorwillsoutsideadjustedtheircriestothealteredtempowhilesomeindicationsofthestrangehillnoisescamefromafaroff,headdedanothersentenceortwo.
‘Feeditreg’lar,Willy,an’mindthequantity;butdun’tletitgrowtoofastfertheplace,ferefitbustsquartersorgitsaoutaforeyeopenstoYog–Sothoth,it’salloveran’nouse. Onlythemfrombeyontkinmakeitmultiplyan’work...Onlythem,theoldunsaswantstocomeback...’
Butspeechgaveplacetogaspsagain,andLaviniascreamedatthewaythewhippoorwillsfollowedthechange. Itwasthesameformorethananhour,whenthefinalthroatyrattlecame. DrHoughtondrewshrunkenlidsovertheglazinggreyeyesasthetumultofbirdsfadedimperceptiblytosilence. Laviniasobbed,butWilburonlychuckledwhilstthehillnoisesrumbledfaintly.
‘Theydidn’tgithim,’hemutteredinhisheavybassvoice.
