Коллекционер
Chapter 1
IfIletyougooutside,you’llescape,Isaid.
Shesatup.Shemusthavebeenactingitupabitbefore,shechangedsoquickly."Doyouknowwhatonparolemeans?"
Irepliedyes.
"Youcouldletmeoutonparole.I’dpromisenottoshoutortrytoescape."
Isaid,haveyourbreakfastandI’llthinkaboutit.
"No!It’snotmuchtoask.Ifthishousereallyislonely,it’snorisk."
It’slonelyallright,Isaid.ButIcouldn’tdecide.
"I’mgoingonhungerstrikeagain."Sheturnedround,shewasreallyputtingonthepressure,astheysay.
Ofcourseyoucanhavedrawingmaterials,Isaid.Youonlyhadtoaskanyhow.Andagramophone.Anyrecordsyouwant.Books.Thesamewithfood.Itoldyouyouneedonlyask.Anythinglikethat.
"Freshair?"Shestillhadherbackturned.
It’stoodangerous.
Well,therewasasilence,shespokeasplainaswords,though,andintheendIgavein.
Perhapsatnight.I’llsee.
"When?"Sheturnedthen.
I’llhavetothink.I’dhavetotieyouup.
