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Roger Zelazny. Sign of chaos
Atec Ноябрь 07 2007 02:48:28
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. When he finally stopped talking or seeming to
listen, he did not restore the Trump to the inner pocket where he kept the
others, but retained it in his hand out of sight. I realized then that the
contact would not be broken, that he would stay in touch with Benedict until
this business was finished, so that Benedict would know in an instant what
it was that he must do.
Luke unfastened the cloak I'd lent him, came over, and handed it to me.
"Hold this till I'm done, will you?" he said.
"Yes," I agreed, accepting it. "Good luck."
He smiled briefly and turned away. Dalt was already moving toward the
center of the square.
Luke advanced, also. He and Dalt both halted, facing each other, while
there were still several paces separating them. Dalt said something I could
not hear, and Luke's reply was lost to me, also.
Then they raised their arms. Luke struck a boxer's stance, and Dalt's
hands came up in a wrestler's defense.Luke threw the first punch-or maybe it
was just a feint; either way, it didn't land-toward Dalt's face. Dalt
brushed at it and stepped back, and Luke moved in quickly and landed two
blows on his midsection. Another shot at his face was blocked, though, and
Luke began to circle, jabbing. Dalt tried rushing twice then and got clipped
both times, a little trickle of blood coming from his lip after the second
one
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