Американские боги
Chapter 2
Heswayedbackandtwisted,tookablowonhisshoulderintendedforhisface.
"ItoldyouhowIdiditwhenfirstwespoke,"gruntedSweeney."Butthere’snonesoblind-ow!Goodone!-asthosewhowillnotlisten."
ShadowjabbedatSweeney,forcinghimbackintoatable;emptyglassesandashtrayscrashedtothefloor.Shadowcouldhavefinishedhimoffthen.
ShadowglancedatWednesday,whonodded.ShadowlookeddownatMadSweeney."Arewedone?"heasked.MadSweeneyhesitated,thennodded.Shadowletgoofhim,andtookseveralstepsbackward.Sweeney,panting,pushedhimselfbackuptoastandingposition.
"Notonyerass!"heshouted."Itain’tovertillIsayitis!"Thenhegrinned,andthrewhimselfforward,swingingatShadow.Hesteppedontoafallenicecube,andhisgrinturnedtoopenmoutheddismayashisfeetwentoutfromunderhim,andhefellbackward.Thebackofhisheadhitthebarroomfloorwithadefinitethud.
ShadowputhiskneeintoMadSweeney’schest."Forthesecondtime,arewedonefighting?"heasked.
"Wemayaswellbe,atthat,"saidSweeney,raisinghisheadfromthefloor,"forthejoy’sgoneoutofmenow,likethepeefromasmallboyinaswimmingpoolonahotday."Andhespatthebloodfromhismouthandclosedhiseyesandbegantosnore,indeepandmagnificentsnores.
SomebodyclappedShadowontheback.Wednesdayputabottleofbeerintohishand.Ittastedbetterthanmead.
Shadowwokeupstretchedoutinthebackofasedan.Themorningsunwasdazzling,andhisheadhurt.Hesatupawkwardly,rubbinghiseyes.