О дивный новый мир
Chapter 8
"BecauseIbrokesomething,"shesaid.Andthenshegotangrytoo."HowshouldIknowhowtodotheirbeastlyweaving?"shesaid."Beastlysavages."Heaskedherwhatsavageswere.Whentheygotbacktotheirhouse,Popéwaswaitingatthedoor,andhecameinwiththem.Hehadabiggourdfullofstuffthatlookedlikewater;onlyitwasn’twater,butsomethingwithabadsmellthatburntyourmouthandmadeyoucough.LindadranksomeandPopédranksome,andthenLindalaughedalotandtalkedveryloud;andthensheandPopéwentintotheotherroom.WhenPopéwentaway,hewentintotheroom.Lindawasinbedandsofastasleepthathecouldn’twakeher.
Popéusedtocomeoften.Hesaidthestuffinthegourdwascalledmescal;butLindasaiditoughttobecalledsoma;onlyitmadeyoufeelillafterwards.HehatedPopé.Hehatedthemall–allthemenwhocametoseeLinda.Oneafternoon,whenhehadbeenplayingwiththeotherchildren–itwascold,heremembered,andtherewassnowonthemountains–hecamebacktothehouseandheardangryvoicesinthebedroom.Theywerewomen’svoices,andtheysaidwordshedidn’tunderstand,butheknewtheyweredreadfulwords.Thensuddenly,crash!somethingwasupset;heheardpeoplemovingaboutquickly,andtherewasanothercrashandthenanoiselikehittingamule,onlynotsobony;thenLindascreamed."Oh,don’t,don’t,don’t!"shesaid.Heranin.Therewerethreewomenindarkblankets.Lindawasonthebed.Oneofthewomenwasholdingherwrists.
