Человек в высоком замке
Chapter 3
Thefrycooksaidinahoarseangryvoice,"Buddy,I’mnotaJew-lover,butIseensomeofthoseJewrefugeesfleeingyourU.S.in‘49,andyoucanhaveyourU.S.Ifthere’salotofbuildingbackthereandalotoflooseeasymoneyit’sbecausetheystoleitfromthoseJewswhentheykickedthemoutofNewYork,thatgoddamNaziNurembergLaw.IlivedinBostonwhenIwasakid,andIgotnospecialuseforJews,butIneverthoughtI’dseethatNaziraciallawgetpassedintheU.S.,evenifwedidlosethewar.I’msurprisedyouaren’tintheU.S.ArmedForces,gettingreadytoinvadesomelittleSouthAmericanrepublicasafrontfortheGermans,sotheycanpushtheJapanesebackalittlebitmore—"
Bothtruckdriverswereontheirfeet,theirfacesstark.Theoldermanpickedupaketchupbottlefromthecounterandheldituprightbytheneck.Thefrycookwithoutturninghisbacktothetwomenreachedbehindhimuntilhisfingerstouchedoneofhismeatforks.Hebroughttheforkoutandheldit.
Julianasaid,"Denverisgettingoneofthoseheat-resistantrunwayssothatLufthansarocketscanlandthere."
Noneofthethreemenmovedorspoke.Theothercustomerssatsilently.
Finallythefrycooksaid,"Oneflewoveraroundsundown."
"Itwasn’tgoingtoDenver,"Julianasaid."Itwasgoingwest,totheCoast."
Bydegrees,thetwotruckdriversreseatedthemselves.Theoldermanmumbled,"Ialwaysforget;they’realittleyellowouthere."
Thefrycooksaid."NoJapskilledJews,inthewarorafter.
