Коллекционер
Chapter 3
ThenshewantedtoknowwhathadhappenedinthenightandthemorningandItoldher.
"Terriblenightmares,"shesaid.Well,IsaidI’dstaywithherallnightandthatshelookedbetterandsheaskedmeifIwassureshelookedbetterandIsaidshewas.Iwantedhertobebetterbythen,soIsupposeIwasseeingthings.
Ipromisedthatifshewasn’twellthenextdayIwouldcarryherupstairsandgetadoctortocome.Sothenshewantedtogoupatonce,sheevenwantedtoknowthetimeandwhenItoldher,notthinking,shepointedoutitwasnightandnoonewouldsee.ButIsaidnoneoftheroomsorbedswasaired.
Thenshechanged,shesaid,"Ifeelsoafraid.I’mgoingtodie."Shedidn’tspeakquickly,therewerepauses.
Shesaid,"I’vetriedtohelpyou.Youmusttrytohelpmenow."IsaidofcourseIwould,Ispongedherfaceagainandsheseemedtobedroppingoff,whichwaswhatIwanted,butshespokeupagain.
Shesaidinaloudvoice,"Daddy?Daddy?"
Gotosleep,Isaid.You’llberecoveredtomorrow.
Shebegantocryagain.Itwasn’tlikeordinarycrying,shejustlaytherewiththetearsaroundhereyesasifshedidn’tknowshewascrying.Thensuddenlyshesaid,"WhatwillyoudoifIdie?"
Isaid,you’renotgoingtodie,don’tbesilly.
"Willyoutellanyone?"
I’mnotgoingtotalkaboutit,Isaid.
"Idon’twanttodie,"shesaid.Andthen,"Idon’twanttodie,"again.
