Мгла
The Spell of Mrs. Carmody. The Second Night in the Market. The Final Confrontation.
"PeoplewhowillnotbendtothewilloftheAlmighty!Sinnersinpride,haughtytheyare,andstiff-necked!itisfromtheirnumberthatthesacrificemustcome!Fromtheirnumberthebloodofexpiation!"
Arisingrumbleofagreementspurredheron.Shewasinafrenzynow.Spittleflewfromherlipsasshescreamedatthepeoplecrowdingupbehindher:"It’stheboywewant!Grabhim!Takehim!It’stheboywewant!"
Theysurgedforward,MyronLaFleurinthelead,hiseyesblanklyjoyous.Mr.McVeywasdirectlybehindhim,hisfaceblankandstolid.
Amandafalteredbackward,holdingBillymoretightly.Hisarmswerewrappedaroundherneck.Shelookedatme,terrified."David,whatdoI-"
"Getthemboth!"Mrs.Carmodyscreamed."Gethiswhore,too"
Shewasanapocalypseofyellowanddarkjoy.Herpursewasstilloverherarm.Shebegantojumpupanddown."Gettheboy,getthewhore,getthemboth,getthemall,get-"
Asinglesharpreportrangout.
Everythingfroze,asifwewereaclassroomfullofunrulychildrenandtheteacherhadjuststeppedbackinandshutthedoorsharply.MyronLaFleurandMr.McVeystoppedwheretheywere,abouttenpacesaway.Myronlookedbackuncertainlyatthebutcher.Hedidn’tlookbackorevenseemtorealizethatLaFleurwasthere.Mr.McVeyhadalookIhadseenontoomanyotherfacesinthelasttwodays.Hehadgoneover.Hismindhadsnapped.
Myronbackedup,staringatOllieWeekswithwidening,fearfuleyes.Hisbacking-upbecamearun.
