Таинственная история Билли Миллигана
Chapter 17
"That,"saidArthur,"wasabarbaricwayofhandlingthesituation."
"Vatyouvouldhavedone?"Ragenasked.
Arthurshrugged."IfIhadyourphysicalcapabilities,probablythesamething."
Ragennodded.
"WhataboutLee?"Arthurasked."Itisyourdecision."
"Heisundesirable."
"Yes.Whatgoodisapersonwhosewholelifeismadeupofpracticaljokes?Heisauselessandroid."
Leewasbanished.Butratherthanliveinthelimboofthedarknessaroundthespot,unabletofaceanexistencewithoutpracticaljokesandcomicbehavior,hemadehimselfdisappearcompletely.
Foralongtime,noonelaughed.
Tommy’slettersbegantoshowunpredictableswingsofmood.HewroteMarlene,"Myknucklesareswollen,"anddescribedafighthe’dhadwithsomeinmateswhohadbeenstealinghispostagestamps.OnAugust6,hesworehewasgoingtocommitsuicide.Fivedayslaterhewrotehertosendhimacrylicssohecouldstartpaintingagain.
Arthurcapturedfourmicethathekeptaspets.Hestudiedtheirbehaviorandbegantowritealongreportaboutthepossibilityofgraftingtheskinofmiceonhumanbumvictims.Oneafternooninthelab,whilehewasmakingsomenotes,threeinmatescamein.Onestoodguardandtheothertwoconfrontedhim.
"Gimmethepackage,"oneofthemsaid."Weknowyougotit.
