sk.carrie-第10节

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ain's　junior　and　senior　high　schools。　Her　parents　were　fairly　well…to…do；　they　owned　a　prosperous　night　spot　just　outside　the　Motton　town　limits　called　The　Jolly　Roadhouse。　Margaret's　father；　John　Brigham；　was　killed　in　a　barroom　shooting　incident　in　the　summer　of　1959。
Margaret　Brigham；　who　was　then　almost　thirty；　began　attending　fundamentalist　prayer　meetings。　Her　mother　had　bee　involved　with　a　new　man　（Harold　Alison；　whom　she　later　married）　and　they　both　wanted　Margaret　out　of　the　house…she　believed　her　mother；　Judith；　and　Harold　Alison　were　living　in　sin　and　made　her　views　known　frequently。　Judith　Brigham　expected　her　daughter　to　remain　a　spinster　the　rest　of　her　life。　In　the　more　pungent　phraseology　of　her　soon…to…be　stepfather；　'Margaret　had　a　face　like　the　ass　end　of　a　gasoline　truck　and　a　body　to　match。'　He　also　referred　to　her　as　'a　little　prayin'　Jesus。'
Margaret　refused　to　leave　until　1960；　when　she　met　Ralph　White　at　a　revival　meeting。　In　September　of　that　year　she　left　the　Brigham。　residence　in　Motton　and　moved　to　a　small　flat　in　Chamberlain　Centre。
The　courtship　of　Margaret　Brigham；　and　Ralph　White　terminated　in　marriage　on　March　23；　1962。　On　April　3；　1962；　Margaret　White　was　admitted　briefly　to　Westover　Doctors　Hospital。
'Nope；　she　wouldn't　tell　us　what　was　wrong；'　Harold　Alison　said。　'The　one　time　we　went　to　see　her　she　told　us　we　were　living　in　adultery　even　though　we　were　hitched；　and　we　were　going　to　hell。　She　said　God　had　put　an　invisible　mark　on　our　foreheads；　but　she　could　see　it。　Acted　crazy　as　a　bat　in　a　henhouse；　she　did。　Her　mom　tried　to　be　nice；　tried　to　find　out　what　the　matter　with　her　was。　She　got　hysterical　and　started　to　rave　about　an　angel　with　a　sword　who　would　walk　through　the　parking　lots　of　roadhouses　and　cut　down　the　wicked。　We　left。'
Judith　Alison；　however；　had　at　least　an　idea　of　what　might　have　been　wrong　with　her　daughter；　she　thought　that　Margaret　had　gone　through　a　miscarriage。　If　so；　the　baby　was　conceived　out　of　wedlock。　Confirmation　of　this　would　shed　an　interesting　light　on　the　character　of　Carrie's　mother。
In　a　long　and　rather　hysterical　letter　to　her　mother　dated　August　19；　1962；　Margaret　said　that　she　and　Ralph　were　living　sinlessly；　without　'the　Curse　of　Intercourse'。　She　urged　Harold　and　Judith　Alison　to　close　their　'abode　of　wickedness'　and　do　likewise。　'It　is；'　Margaret　declares　near　the　end　of　her　letter；　'the　only　＇sic＇　way　you　&　That　Man　can　avoid　the　Rain　of　Blood　yet　to　e。　Ralph　&　I；　like　Mary　&　Joseph；　will　neither　know　or　polute　＇sic＇　each　others　flesh。　If　there　is　issue；　let　it　be　Divine。'
Of　course；　the　calendar　tells　us　that　Carrie　was　conceived　later　that　same　year　。。。
The　girls　dressed　quietly　for　their　Monday　morning　Period　One　gym　class；　with　no　horseplay　or　little　screaming　catcalls；　and　none　of　them　were　very　surprised　when　Miss　Desjardin　slammed　open　the　locker…room　and　walked　in。　Her　silver　whistle　dangling　between　her　small　breasts；　and　if　her　shorts　were　the　ones　she　had　been　wearing　on　Friday；　no　trace　of　Carrie's　bloody　handprint　remained。
The　girls　continued　to　dress　sullenly；　not　looking　at　her。
'Aren't　you　the　bunch　to　send　out　for　graduation；'　Miss
Desjardin　said　softly。　'When　is　it？　A　month？　And　the　spring　Ball　even　less　than　that。　Most　of　you　have　your　dates　and　gowns　already；　I　bet。　Sue；　you'll　be　going　with　Tommy　Ross。　Helen；　Roy　Evarts。　Chris；　I　imagine　you　can　take　your　pick。　Who's　the　lucky　guy？'。
'Billy　Nolan；'　Chris　Hargensen　said　sullenly。
'Well；　isn't　he　the　lucky　one？'　Desjardin　remarked。　'What　are　you　going　to　give　him　for　a　party　favour；　Chris；　a　bloody　Kotex？　Or　how　about　some　used　toilet　paper？　I　understand　these　things　seem　to　be　your　sack　these　days。'
Chris　went　red。　'I'm　leaving。　I　don't　have　to　listen　to　that。'
Desjardin　had　not　been　able　to　get　the　image　of　Carrie　out　of　her　mind　all　weekend；　Carrie　screaming；　blubbering；　a　wet　napkin　plastered　squarely　in　the　middle　of　her　pubic　hair…and　her　own　sick；　angry　reaction。
And　now；　as　Chris　tried　to　storm　out　past　her；　she　reached　out　and　slammed　her　against　a　row　of　dented；　olive…coloured　lockers　beside　the　inner　door。　Chris's　eyes　widened　with　shocked　disbelief。　Then　a　kind　of　insane　rage　filled　her　face。
'You　can't　hit　us！'　she　screamed。　'You'll　get　canned　for　this！　See　if　you　don't；　you　bitch！'
The　other　girls　winced　and　sucked　breath　and　stared　at　the　floor。　It　was　getting　out　of　hand。　Sue　noticed　out　of　the　corner　of　her　eye　that　Fern　and　Donna　Thibodeau　were　holding　hands。
'I　don't　really　care；　Hargensen；'　Desjardin　said。　'If　you　or　any　of　your　girls　…　think　I'm　wearing　my　teacher　hat　right　now；　you're　making　a　bad　mistake。　I　just　want　you　all　to　know　that　you　did　a　shitty　thing　on　Friday。　A　really　shitty　thing。'
Chris　Hargensen　was　sneering　at　the　floor。　The　rest　of　the　girls　were　looking　miserably　at　anything　but　their　gym　instructor。　Sue　found　herself　looking　into　the　shower　stall　…　the　scene　of　the　crime　…　and　jerked　her　glance　elsewhere。　None　of　them　had　ever　heard　a　teacher　call　anything　shitty　before。　
'Did　any　of　you　stop　to　think　that　Carrie　White　has　feelings？　Do　any　of　you　ever　stop　to　think？　Sue？　Fern？　Helen？　Jessica？　Any　of　you？　You　think　she's　ugly。　Well；　you're　all　ugly。　I　saw　it　on　Friday　morning。'
Chris　Hargensen　was　mumbling　about　her　father　being　a　lawyer。
'Shutup！'　Desjardin　yelled　in　her　face。　Chris　recoiled　so　suddenly　that　her　head　struck　the　lockers　behind　her。　She　began　to　whine　and　rub　her　head。
'One　more　remark　out　of　you；'　Desjardin　said　softly；　'and　I'll　throw　you　across　the　room。　Want　to　find　out　if　I'm　telling　the　truth？'
Chris；　who　had　apparently　decided　she　was　dealing　with　a　mad…woman；　said　nothing。
Desjardin　put　her　hands　on　her　hips。　'The　office　has　decided　on　punishment　for　you　girls。　Not　my　punishment；　I'm　sorry　to　say。　My　idea　was　three　days'　suspension　and　refusal　of　your　prom　tickets。'
Several　girls　looked　at　each　other　and　muttered　unhappily。
'That　would　have　hit　you　where　you　live；'　Desjardin　continued；　'Unfortunately；　Ewen　is　staffed　pletely　by　men　in　its　administration　wing。　I　don't　believe　they　have　any　real　conception　of　how　utterly　nasty　what　you　did　was。　So。　One　week's　detention。'
Spontaneous　sighs　of　relief。
'But。　It's　to　be　my　detention。　In　the　gym。　And　I'm　going　to　run　you　ragged。'
'I　won't　e；'　Chris　said。　Her　lips　had　thinned　across　her　teeth。
'That's　up　to　you；　Chris。　That's　up　to　all　of　you。　But　punishment　for　skipping　detention　is　going　to　be　three　days'　suspension　and　refusal　of　your　prom　tickets。　Get　the　picture？'
No　one　said　anything。
'Right。　Change　up。　And　think　about　what　I　said。'
She　left。
Utter　silence　for　a　long　and　stricken　moment。　Then　Chris　Hargensen　said　with　loud；　hysterical　stridency：
'She　can't　get　away　with　it！'　She　opened　a　door　at　random；　pulled　out　a　pair　of　sneakers　and　hurled　them　across　the　room。　'I'm　going　to　get　her！　Goddammit！　Goddammit！　See　if　I　don't！　If　we　all　stick　together　we。。'
'Shut　up；　Chris；'　Sue　said；　and　was　shocked　to　hear　a　dead；　adult　lifelessness　in　her　voice。　'Just　shut　up。'
'This　isn't　over；'　Chris　Hargensen　said；　unzipping　her　skirt　with　a　rough　jab　and　reaching　for　her　fashionably　frayed　green　gym　shorts。　'This　isn't　over　by　a　long　way。'
And　she　was　right。
From　The　Shadow　Exploded　（pp。　60…6　1）：
In　the　opinion　of　this　researcher；　a　great　many　of　the　people　who　have　researched　the　Carrie　White　matter　…　either　for　the　scientific　journals　or　for　the　popular　press　…　have　placed　a　mistaken　emphasis　on　a　relatively　fruitless　search　for　incidents　of　telekinesis　in　the　girl's　childhood。　To　strike　a　rough　analogy；　this　is　like　spending　years　researching　the　early　incidents　of　masturbation　in　a　rapist's　childhood。
The　spectacular　incident　of　the　stones　serves　as　a　kind　of　red　herring　in　this　respect。　Many　researchers　have　adopted　the　erroneous　belief　that　where　there　has　been　one　incident；　there　must　be　others。　To　offer　another　analogy；　this　is　like　dispatching　a　crew　of　meteor　watchers　to　Crater　National　Park　because　a　huge　asteroid　struck　there　two　million　years　ago。
To　the　best　of　my　knowledge；　there　are　no　other　recorded　instances　of　TK　in　Carrie's　childhood。　If　Carrie　had　not　been　an　only　child；　we　might　have　at　least　hearsay　reports　of　dozens　of　other　minor　occurrences。
In　the　case　of　Andrea　Kolintz　（see　Appendix　II　for　a　fuller　history）；　we　are　told　that；　following　a　spanking　for　crawling　out　on　the　roof；　'The　medicine　cabinet　flew　open；　bottles　fell　to　the　floor　or　seemed　to　hurl　themselves　across　the　bathroom；　doors　flew　open　and　slammed　shut；　and　at　the　climax　of　the　manifestation；　a　300…pound　stereo　cabinet　tipped　over　and　records　flew　all　over　the　living　room；　dive…bombing　the　occupants　and　shattering　against　the　walls。'
Significantly；　this　report　is　from　one　of　Andrea's　brothers；　as　quoted　in　the　September　4；　1955；　issue　of　Life　magazine。　Life　is　hardly　the　most　scholarly　or　unimpeachable　source；　but　there　is　a　great　deal　of　other　documentation；　and　I　think　that　the　point　of　familiar　witnesship　is　served。
In　the　case　of　Carrie　White；　the　only　witness　to　any　possible　prologue　to　the　final　climactic　events　was　Margaret　White；　and　she；　of　course　is　dead。
Henry　Grayle；　principal　of　Ewen　High　School；　had　been　expecting　him　all　week；　but　Chris　H