Темная башня: Стрелок
Chapter 7
"I’mnotanditdoesn’t."Heknockedthewhiskeybackneatlyanddidnotgrimace."Oncemore,please."
"I’llhavetoseethecolorofyourcoinfirst.I’msorry."
"Noneedtobe."
Heputaroughsilvercoinonthecounter,thickononeedge,thinontheother,andshesaidasshewouldsaylater:
"Idon’thavechangeforthis."
Heshookhishead,dismissingit,andwatchedabsentlyashepouredagain.
"Areyouonlypassingthrough?"sheasked.
Hedidnotreplyforalongtime,andshewasabouttorepeatwhenheshookhisheadimpatiently."Don’ttalktrivialities.You’reherewithdeath."
Sherecoiled,hurtandamazed,herfirstthoughtbeingthathehadliedabouthisholinesstotesther.
"Youcaredforhim,"hesaidflatly."Isn’tthattrue?"
"Who?Nort?"Shelaughed,affectingannoyancetocoverherconfusion."Ithinkyoubetter-"
"You’resoft-heartedandalittleafraid,"hewenton,"andhewasontheweed,lookingouthell’sbackdoor.Andthereheis,andthey’veevenslammedthedoornow,andyoudon’tthinkthey’llopenituntilit’stimeforyoutowalkthrough,isn’titso?"
"Whatareyou,drunk?"
"MistuhNorton,hedead,"themaninblackintonedsardonically."Deadasanybody.Deadasyouoranybody."
"Getoutofmyplace."Shefeltatremblingloathingspringupinher,butthewarmthstillradiatedfromherbelly.
"It’sallright,"hesaidsoftly."It’sallright.Wait.Justwait."
Theeyeswereblue.Shefeltsuddenlyeasyinhermind,asifshehadtakenadrug.
"See?"heaskedher.
