День триффидов
Shadows Before
"Justshowmewherethecurbis,miss,willyou?’hesaid.Shehesitated,andinthatmomenthecameclose.Theoutstretchedhandsoughtandtouchedhersleeve.Helungedforwardandcaughtbothherarmsinapainfulgrip.
"Soyoucansee,canyou!"hesaid."WhythehellshouldyoubeabletoseewhenIcan’t—noranyoneelse?"
Beforesherealizedwhatwashappeninghehadturnedherandtrippedher,andshewaslyingintheroadwithhiskneeinherback.Hecaughtbothherwristsinthegraspofonelargehandandproceededtotiethemtogetherwithapieceofstringfromhispocket.Thenhestoodupandpulledherontoherfeetagain.
"Allright,"hesaid."Fromnowonyoucandoyourseeingforme.I’mhungry.Takemewherethere’sabitofgoodgrub.Getonwithit."
"Ithink,Bill,"shesaid,"thatthoughyouwouldn’thaveguessedittolookathim,hewasn’tperhapstoobadamanreally.Onlyhewasfrightened.DeepdowninsidehimhewasmuchmorefrightenedthanIwas.Hegavemesomefoodandsomethingtodrink.HeonlystartedbeatingmelikethatbecausehewasdrunkandIwouldn’tgointohishousewithhim.Idon’tknowwhatwouldhavehappenedifyouhadn’tcomealong."Shepaused.Thensheadded:"ButIamprettyashamedofmyself.Showsyouwhatamodernyoungwomancancometoafterall,doesn’tit?Screaming,andcollapsingwiththevaporsHell!"
Shewaslooking,andobviouslyfeeling,ratherbetter,thoughshewincedasshereachedforherglass.
