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As I tore across the Salberins' flower beds and headed
for the rail fence between their place and the Wylmeens'
property, I heard someone scrambling over the wall behind
me, screaming something like "evil spawn" over and over.
For a moment, I wondered if Goodwife Filster had always
been strange in that way, and if she was really crazy or was
just so angry she couldn't think straight anymore, and
maybe having her bakery burn down was just the last straw.
She had always been mean but never really awful or
strange like she was now.
I reached the rail fence, slowing down just enough to
climb over it with one hand because it was too high to vault
over. I couldn't seem to get a grip on the wood for a
moment, but I heard her shout, "Evil spawn!" right behind
me, and in moments I was over the fence and on my back
in the Wylmeens' tomato bed. I scraped my leg on a tomato
post in falling over the fence and the satchel banged my
nose, but none of it hurt very much and I had a lot more to
think about right then than a scratch. I also thought that I
didn't have the faintest idea of where I was going to go, but
I just wanted to get Goodwife Filster and her torch away
from Ark and Widow Muffin and our shoe shop. That was
all that mattered.
I got up and started running across the tomato bed and
into the cucumber vines, but it was dark and my foot caught
in a bunch of vines and I fell Hat on my face and knocked
all the wind out of my lungs. I still had the satchel, so I
started to get up and run again, but I fell down right away
because my ankle felt like someone had stuck it with a red-
hot iron
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