Темная башня: Стрелок
Chapter 12
Oh-"
"-loper-
"-Aw...Aw...Aw..."
"Andwhoishe?"Shescreamed(butcalmwithin,hecouldsensethecalmness,themastery,thecontrol,thedomination.Hethoughtsuddenly,withterrorandabsolutesurety:hehasleftademoninher.Sheishaunted.Hefeltthehotrippleofsexualdesireagainthroughhisfear.)
Themanwhowasholdinghisheadcrashedandblunderedforward.
"I’minhell!"Hescreamedupather.Hisfacetwistedandwrithedasifsnakescrawledbeneathhisskin."Idonefornications!Idonegambling!Idoneweed!Idonesins!I
-"Buthisvoiceroseskywardinadreadful,hystericalwailthatdrownedarticulation.Heheldhisheadasifitwouldburstlikeanoverripecantaloupeatanymoment.
Theaudiencestilledasifacuehadbeengiven,frozenintheirhalf-eroticposesofecstasy.
SylviaPittstonreacheddownandgraspedhishead.Theman’scryceasedasherfingers,strongandwhite,unblemishedandgentle,workedthroughhishair.Helookedupatherdumbly.
"Whowaswithyouinsin?"Sheasked.Hereyeslookedintohis,deepenough,gentleenough,coldenoughtodrownin.
"The...theInterloper."
"Calledwho?"
"CalledSatan."Raw,oozingwhisper.
"Willyourenounce?"
Eagerly:"Yes!Yes!Oh,myJesusSavior!"
Sherockedhishead;hestaredatherwiththeblank,shinyeyesofthezealot."Ifhewalkedthroughthatdoor
-"shehammeredafingeratthevestibuleshadowswherethegunslingerstood-"wouldyourenouncehimtohisface?"
"Onmymother’sname!"
"DoyoubelieveintheeternalloveofJesus?"
Hebegantoweep
