Коллекционер
Chapter 1
Beingadecenthumanbeingisacceptingthat."
Wealltakewhatwecanget.Andifwehaven’thadmuchmostofourlifewemakeupforitwhilethegoing’sgood,Isaid.Ofcourseyouwouldn’tknowaboutthat.
Thenshewassmilingatme,asifshewasmucholderthanme."Youneedpsychiatrictreatment."
TheonlytreatmentIneedisyoutotreatmelikeafriend.
"Iam,Iam,"shesaid."Can’tyouseethat?"
Therewasabigsilence,thenshebrokeit.
"Don’tyoufeelthishasgoneonlongenough?"
No,Isaid.
"Won’tyouletmegonow?"
No.
"YoucouldgagmeandtiemeupanddrivemebacktoLondon.I’dnottellasoul."
No.
"Buttheremustbesomethingyouwanttodowithme?"
Ijustwanttobewithyou.Allthetime.
"Inbed?"
I’vetoldyouno.
"Butyouwantto?"
I’drathernotspeakaboutit.
Sheshutupthen.
Idon’tallowmyselftothinkofwhatIknowiswrong,Isaid.Idon’tconsideritnice.
"Youareextraordinary."
Thankyou,Isaid.
"Ifyouletmego,Ishouldwanttoseeyou,becauseyouinterestmeverymuch."
Likeyougotothezoo?Iasked.
"Totryandunderstandyou."
You’llneverdothat.(ImayaswelladmitIlikedthemysterymansideofourtalk.Ifeltitshowedhershedidn’tknoweverything.)
"Idon’tthinkIevershould."
Thensuddenlyshewaskneelinginfrontofme,withherhandsuphigh,touchingthetopofherhead,beingalloriental.Shediditthreetimes.
