Человек в высоком замке
Chapter 9
Sureenough,inonecornershefoundanenvelope;itcontainedReichsbankbills,highvalueandgoodanywhere.Thenwecango,sherealized.Maybehe’snotjuststringingmealong.IjustwishIcouldgetinsidehimandseewhat’sthere,shethoughtasshecountedthemoney.
Beneaththeenvelopeshefoundahuge,cylindricalfountainpen,oratleastitappearedtobethat;ithadaclip,anyhow.Butitweighedsomuch.Gingerly,shelifteditout,unscrewedthecap.Yes,ithadagoldpoint.But…
"Whatisthis?"sheaskedJoe,whenhereappearedfromtheshower.
Hetookitfromher,returnedittothegrip.Howcarefullyhehandledit…shenoticedthat,reflectedonit,perplexed.
"Moremorbidity?"Joesaid.Heseemedlighthearted,moresothanatanytimesinceshehadmethim;withayellofenthusiasm,heclaspedheraroundthewaist,thenhoistedherupintohisarms,rockingher,swingingherbackandforth,peeringdownintoherface,breathinghiswarmbreathoverher,squeezingheruntilshebleated.
"No,"shesaid."I’mjustslowtochange."Stillalittlescaredofyou,shethought.SoscaredIcan’tevensayit,tellyouaboutit.
"Outthewindow,"Joecried,stalkingacrosstheroomwithherinhisarms."Herewego."
"Please,"shesaid.
"Kidding.Listen—we’regoingonamarch,liketheMarchonRome.Yourememberthat.TheDuceledthem,myUncleCarloforexample.Nowwehavealittlemarch,lessimportant,notnotedinthehistorybooks.
