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. I couldn't see much of him but I saw enough, so I
wrapped my arms over my head and curled up and hoped
the Wylmeens would be able to call him off me before I
looked like that wolverine.
Mud was on me in a rush. Then he was over and past me,
and I heard a shriek that could have awakened a graveyard
full of dead people. Mud was snarling and fighting, and
someone was screaming, and I decided it was time to get
out of there no matter what had happened to my ankle. I
started to crawl away on my hands and knees as fast as I
could, but as I was trying to leave I heard Goodwife Filster
screaming "HELP ME!" at the top of her lungs, and I did
what I had never thought I would do. I crawled back to save
her.
Humans think that because I'm a kender I am not
supposed to be afraid of anything, and I guess it's true, but I
must admit that my stomach turned over when I saw how
big Mud was and what he was doing to Goodwife Filster on
the ground. Mud wasn't paying any attention to me, so I
crawled over and got up on my knees and banged him twice
on his dog butt with the satchel. It was like hitting a tree
stump for all the good it did, and the satchel handle broke
right then anyway, and the facts machine fell out in the dirt
and cucumber vines. Goodwife Filster was screaming, and
Mud was about to tear her arm off, so I picked up the facts
machine and threw it at Mud, and I hit him.
I have to admit that I didn't expect the facts machine to
light up like it did and shoot out little lightning bolts and
make Mud Hip up into the air and spin around for a moment
before he crashed back into the cucumbers and wiggled
around in really bizarre ways
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