Темная башня: Стрелок

           Andrightinfront,hestoppedandcockedhishead.Icouldseehim,andIthoughtheheardacoach,althoughtherewasnonedue.Thenhepuked,anditwasblackandfullofblood.Itwentrightthroughthatgrinlikesewerwaterthroughagrate.Thestinkwasenoughtomakeyouwanttorunmad.Heraiseduphisarmsandjustthrewover.Thatwasall.Hediedwiththatgrinonhisface,inhisownvomit."

           Shewastremblingbesidehim.Outside,thewindkeptupitssteadywhine,andsomewherefarawayadoorwasbanging,likeasoundheardinadream.Miceraninthewalls.Thegunslingerthoughtinthebackofhismindthatitwasprobablytheonlyplaceintownprosperousenoughtosupportmice.Heputahandonherbellyandshestartedviolently,thenrelaxed.

           "Themaninblack,"hesaid.

           "Youhavetohaveit,don’tyou!"

           "Yes."

           "Allright.I’lltellyou."Shegraspedhishandinbothofhersandtoldhim.