srdonaldson.theillearthwar-第5节
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t of her legs bare and a sleeveless vest with a fringe across her breasts； emphasizing their movement。 Her blond hair was bobbed short； and her eyes were dark； surrounded by deep hollow circles like bruises。 She had a full and weling figure； but her face denied it； she wore the look of an abandoned waif。 In a pure； frail voice that would have been good for supplication； she sang a set of love ballads defiantly； as if they were protest songs。 The applause after each number was thunderous； and Covenant quaked at the sound。 When the set was over and Susie Thurston retired for a break； he was sweating coldly。
The gin seemed to be having no effect on him。 But he needed some kind of help。 With an aspect of desperation； he signaled for another round。 To his relief； the waiter brought the drinks soon。
After he had downed his Scotch； the driver hunched forward purposefully； and said； 〃I think I got this bastard figured out。〃
The solemn man was oblivious to his tablemates。 Painfully； he croaked again； 〃My wife。〃
Covenant wanted to keep the driver from talking about the third man so openly； but before he could distract him； his guest went on； 〃He's doing it out of spite； that's what。〃
〃Spite？〃 echoed Covenant helplessly。 He missed the connection。 As far as he could tell； their panionns doubt happily or at least doggedly married； no doubt childless…had somehow conceived a hopeless passion for the waifwoman behind the microphone。 Such things happened。 Torn between his now…grim fidelity and his obdurate need； he could do nothing but torment himself in search of release； drink himself into stupefaction staring at the thing he wanted and both could not and should not have。
With such ideas about their tablemate； Covenant
was left momentarily at sea by the driver's ment。 But the big man went on almost at once。 〃Course。 What'd you think； being a leper is fun？ He's thinking he'll just sort of share it around。 Why be the only one； you know what I mean？ That's what this bastard thinks。 Take my word； buddy。 I got him figured out。〃 As he spoke； his cobbled face loomed before Covenant like a pile of thetic rubble。 〃What he does； he goes around where he ain't known； and he hides it； like； so nobody knows he's sick。 That way he spreads it； nobody knows so they don't take care； and all of a sudden we got us an epidemic。 Which makes Covenant laugh hisself crazy。 Spite； like I tell you。 You take my word。 Don't go shaking hands when you don't know the guy you're shaking with。〃
Dully； the third man groaned； 〃My wife。〃
Gripping his wedding band as if it had the power to protect him； Covenant said intently； 〃Maybe that isn't it。 Maybe he just needs people。 Do you ever get lonely …driving that rig all alone； hour after hour？ Maybe this Thomas Covenant just can't stand to go on living without seeing other faces once in a while。 Did you think about that？〃
〃So let him stick to lepers。 What call is he got to bother decent folks？ Use your head。〃
Use my head？ Covenant almost shouted。 Hellfire！ What do you think I'm doing？ Do you think I like doing this； being here？ A grimace that he could not control clutched his face； Fuming； he waved for more drinks。 The alcohol seemed to be working in reverse； tightening his tension rather than loosening it。 But he was too angry to know whether or not he was getting drunk。 The air swarmed with the noise of The Door's patrons。 He was conscious of the people behind him as if they lurked there like ur…viles。
When the drinks came； he leaned forward to refute the driver's arguments。 But he was stopped by the dimming of the lights for Susie Thurston's second set。
Bleakly； their tablemate groaned； 〃My wife。〃 His voice was starting to blur around the edges； whatever he was drinking was finally affecting him。
In the moment of darkness before the MC came on； the driver responded； 〃You mean that broad's your wife？〃
At that； the man moaned as though in anguish。
After a quick introduction； Susie Thurston reseated herself within the spotlight。 Over a querulous acpaniment from her bo； she put some sting into her voice； and sang about the infidelities of men。 After two numbers； there were slow tears running from the dark wounds of her eyes。
The sound of her angry laments made Covenant's throat hurt。 He regretted fiercely that he was not drunk。 He would have liked to forget people and vulnerability and stubborn survival…forget and weep。
But her next song burned him。 With her head back so that her white throat gleamed in the light； she sang a song that ended；
Let go my heart Your love makes me look small to myself。 Now； I don't want to give you any hurt； But what I feel is part of myself： What you want turns what I've got to dirt so let go of my heart。
Applause leaped on the heels of her last note； as if the audience were perversely hungry for her pain。 Covenant could not endure any more。 Buffeted by the noise； he threw dollars…did not count them…on the table； and shoved back his chair to escape。
But when he moved around the table； he passed within five feet of the singer。 Suddenly she saw him。 Spreading her arms； she exclaimed joyfully； 〃Berek！〃
Covenant froze； stunned and terrified。 No！
Susie Thurston was transported。 〃Hey！〃 she called； waving her arms to silence the applause； 〃Get a spot out here！ On him！ Berek！ Berek； honey！〃
From over the stage； a hot white light spiked down at Covenant。 Impaled in the glare； he turned to face the singer； blinking rapidly and aching with fear and rage。
No！
〃Ladies and gentlemen； kind people； I want you to meet an old friend of mine； a dear man。〃 Susie Thurston was excited and eager。 〃He taught me half the songs I know。 Folks； this is Berek。〃 She began clapping for him as she said； 〃Maybe he'll sing for us：〃 Good…naturedly； the audience joined her applause。
Covenant's hands limped about him； searching for support。 In spite of his efforts to control himself； he stared at his betrayer with a face full of pain。 The applause reverberated in his ears； made him dizzy。
No！
For a long moment； he cowered under Susie Thurston's look。 Then； like a wash of revelation； all the houselights came on。 Over the bewildered murmurs and rustlings of the audience； a manding voice snapped； 〃Covenant。〃
Covenant spun as if to ward off an attack。 In the doorway； he saw two men。 They both wore black hats and khaki uniforms； pistols in black holsters； silver badges； but one of them towered over the other。 Sheriff Lytton。 He stood with his fists on his hips。 As Covenant gaped at him； he beckoned with two fingers。 〃You； Covenant。 e here。〃
〃Covenant？〃 the trucker yelped。 〃You're really Covenant？〃
Covenant heeled around awkwardly； as if under tattered canvas； to meet this fresh assault。 As he focused his eyes on the driver； he saw that the big man's face was flushed with vehemence。 He met the red glare as bravely as he could。 〃I told you I was。〃
〃Now I'm going to get it！〃 the driver grated。 〃We're all going to get it！ What the hell's the matter with you？〃
The patrons of The Door were thrusting to their feet to watch what was happening。 Over their heads； the sheriff shouted； 〃Don't touch him！〃 and began wading through the crowd。
Covenant lost his balance in the confusion。 He tripped； caught something like a thumb or the corner of a chair in his eye； and sprawled under a table。
People yelled and milled around。 The sheriff roared orders through the din。 Then with one heave of his arm； he knocked away the table over Covenant。
Covenant looked gauntly up from the floor。 His bruised eye watered thickly； distorting everything over him。 With the back of his hand； he pushed away the tears。 Blinking and concentrating fiercely； he made out two men standing above him…the sheriff and his former tablemate。
Swaying slightly on locked knees； the solemn man looked dispassionately down at Covenant。 In a smudged and expended voice； he delivered his verdict。 〃My wife is the finest woman in the world。〃
The sheriff pushed the man away； then bent over Covenant； brandishing a face full of teeth。 〃That's enough。 I'm just looking for something to charge you with； so don't give me any trouble。 You hear me？ Get up。 〃
Covenant felt too weak to move； and he could not see clearly。 But he did not want the kind of help the sheriff might give him。 He rolled over and pushed himself up from the floor。
He reached his feet； listing badly to one side； but the sheriff made no move to support him。 He braced himself on the back of a chair； and looked defiantly around the hushed spectators。 At last； the gin seemed to be affecting him。 He pulled himself erect； adjusted his tie with a show of dignity。
〃Get going；〃 the sheriff manded from his superior height。
But for one more moment Covenant did not move。 Though he could not be sure of anything he saw； he stood where he was and gave himself a VSE。
〃Get going；〃 Lytton repeated evenly。
〃Don't touch me。〃 When his VSE was done； Covenant turned and stalked grayly out of the nightclub。
Out in the cool April night； he breathed deeply； steadying himself。 The sheriff and his deputy herded him toward a squad car。 Its red warning lights flashed balefully。 When he was locked into the back seat behind the protective steel grati
