Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The secret riddle
Andthisgirl,notmucholderthanIwasmyselfatthetime,camestaggeringupthefrontsteps.Well,shewasn’tthefirst.Wetookherin,andshehadthebabywithinthehour.Andshewasdeadinanotherhour."
Mrs.Colenoddedimpressivelyandtookanothergenerousgulpofgin.
"Didshesayanythingbeforeshedied?"askedDumbledore."Anythingabouttheboy’sfather,forinstance?"
"Now,asithappens,shedid,"saidMrs.Cole,whoseemedtoberatherenjoyingherselfnow,withthegininherhandandaneageraudienceforherstory."Iremembershesaidtome,’Ihopehelookslikehispapa,’andIwon’tlie,shewasrighttohopeit,becauseshewasnobeauty—andthenshetoldmehewastobenamedTom,forhisfather,andMarvolo,forherfather—yes,Iknow,funnyname,isn’tit?Wewonderedwhethershecamefromacircus—andshesaidtheboy’ssurnamewastobeRiddle.Andshediedsoonafterthatwithoutanotherword.
"Well,wenamedhimjustasshe’dsaid,itseemedsoimportanttothepoorgirl,butnoTomnorMarvolonoranykindofRiddleevercamelookingforhim,noranyfamilyatall,sohestayedintheorphanageandhe’sbeenhereeversince."
Mrs.Colehelpedherself,almostabsent-mindedly,toanotherhealthymeasureofgin.Twopinkspotshadappearedhighonhercheekbones.Thenshesaid,"He’safunnyboy."
"Yes,"saidDumbledore."Ithoughthemightbe."
"Hewasafunnybabytoo.Hehardlyevercried,youknow.Andthen,whenhegotalittleolder,hewas...odd."
"Oddinwhatway?"askedDumbledoregently.
