gs.earthabides-第11章
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inely appointed； he was close to thinking of himself as God…and at that point lay insanity。
〃No；〃 he thought。 〃What happens； at least I shall never believe that I am a god。 No； I shall never be a god！〃
Then； his flight of ideas still continuing； he realized that in some ways； very curiously； he felt a new security and even satisfaction at the contemplation of a solitary life。。 His worries in the old days had been chiefly about people。 The prospect of going to a dance had more than once sent him into a sweat； he had never been a good mixer； no one had asked him to join a fraternity。 In the old days； such things were a handicap to a man。 Now； he realized； they were actually a great advantage。 Because he had sat on the edge of so many social gatherings； not quite。 able to mingle in the conversation； listening； watching objectively； now he could endure not being able to talk； and again could sit and watch； noting what happened。 His weakness had bee strength。 It was as if there had been a blind man in a world suddenly bereft of light。 In that world； those with seeing eyes could only blunder about； but the blind man would be at home； and now instead of being the one who was guided by others； he might be the one to whom the others clung for guidance。
Nevertheless the lonely life stretching out before him did not seem so simple…and seemed far from secure or pleasant； as he again lay on his bed and through the darkness the cold fingers of the fog reached in from the Bay and folded within them the house on San Lupo Drive。 Then again that great fear came upon him； and he cringed in vague dread and listened for noises in the darkness； and thought of his loneliness and of all that might happen to him； too； in the course of that Secondary Kill。 A wild desire for flight and escape came upon him。 He had a feeling that he must go far away and move fast； and keep ahead of anything that might be pursuing him。 Then he rationalized this thought with the feeling that the disease could not have fallen everywhere upon the United States； that somewhere must be left some munity； which he should find。
Chapter 3
In the morning his panic had faded but the deep…seated fear was still with him。 He got out of bed carefully； and swallowed apprehensively in terror that he might have a sore throat。 He handled himself with all the care of an aged hypochondriac。 When he walked downstan…s he balanced himself meticulously； realizing that even a sprained ankle might mean death。
He immediately began preparations for flight； and as always when he began acting upon some definite plan； even though the plan in itself made little sense； he felt a quietness and satisfaction。 His own car was old。 He therefore began to look around for a better one among the many hundreds that were parked along the streets。 Most of these were without keys； but finally in a garage he found a station…wagon which suited his fancy and which contained a key。 He pressed the starter； and the engine responded perfectly。 He idled it for a minute； raced it； and decided that it was good。 He started to engage the gears； and then suddenly paused with a feeling of uneasiness。 He did not regret leaving his own car； but still something worried him。 In a moment he remembered。 He went back to his old car； and took out the hammer。 He carried it over to the station…wagon and laid it at his feet。 Then he drove out of the garage。
From a grocery he stocked himself； nibbling some crackers and cheese for lunch as he walked about selecting his cans。 He realized he might pick up supplies at any town。 Still； it would be convenient to have a reserve with him in the car。 From other stores he took a sleeping…bag； an ax and a shovel； a rain…coat； cigarettes； enough food to see him through several days； a small bottle of good brandy。 Remembering his experiences of the day before； he went into a sporting…goods shop； and selected a variety of weapons…a light shot…gun； a medium…calibre repeating rifle； a small automatic pistol that would go handily into a side…pocket； a hunting…knife。
Just when he had finished loading the station…wagon； and was about ready to start； he looked around and first became conscious of a dog。 He had seen many dogs in the last two days； and he had tried to shut them out of his mind。 71ey were pathetic； and he did not like to think what was happening。 Some of them looked starved； some of them looked too well fed。 Some seemed uncertain and cringing； others snarled and were all too well assured of themselves。 This particular dog was like a small hound； with long drooping ears； of a white…and…liver color…a beagle； probably； although he did not know much about breeds of dogs。 It stood at a safe distance of ten feet； looked at him； wagged its tail； and whimpered just audibly。
〃Go away！〃 he said； roughly； for his heart was suddenly bitter within him； and he felt himself building a wall against more attachments which must only end with death。 〃Go away！〃 he repeated。 Instead； the dog took a step or two closer to him； and put its forequarters down on the ground and laid its head on its forefeet and looked up at him with strangely appealing eyes； which rolled upward。 Long drooping ears gave the face an expression of infinite sadness。 Obviously； the dog was saying； 〃You have broken my heart！〃 Suddenly； without thinking； he smiled and he remembered then； it was perhaps the first time he had smiled； except ironically； since the snake had struck。
He came to himself instantly； and realized that the dog was rubbing against his leg； quick to sense the change of his mood。 As he looked down； it scurried away suddenly in fright； or pretended fright； then dashed around in a little circle variegated with two quick dodges； and ended again with its forelegs on the ground and its head between them； giving out an eager little bark which changed into a hound…like howl。 Again Ish broke into a smile which this time was really a broad grin； and the dog sensed his mood。 It dashed around him again in a swift run； with sudden changes of direction； giving an imitation of what it would do if chasing a rabbit。 It ended this little demonstration of varied abilities by running boldly up to Ish's legs again； rubbing against them； and putting its head there as if to be patted； as much as saying； 〃Wasn't that a good act I put on？〃 Realizing what was expected of him； Ish dropped his hand on the dog's head； and patted the sleek forehead。 The dog gave a little whimper of satisfaction。
The tail… wagged so vigorously that the whole body seemed to be wagging from the ears back。 The light…colored eyes rolled upwards until the whites showed along the bottom。 It was the picture of adoration。 The long ears fell on each side； and little wrinkles showed on the forehead。 The dog was certainly making a good case of love at first sight。 Its actions said； 〃This is the only man in the world for me！〃
Ish relaxed suddenly。 Squatting down； he patted the dog unashamedly。 〃Well；〃 he thought； 〃I've got myself a dog…whether I want one or not。〃 And then he reconsidered； 〃I mean； the dog has got me。〃
He opened the door of the station…wagon； the dog jumped in and lay down； at home on the front seat。
Going into a grocery； Ish found a box of dog…biscuits； he fed the dog one from his hand。 The animal took the food without any particular sign of affection or thanks。 This was obviously what a man was for。 Once you had got yourself a man； there was no need to be particularly grateful to him。 Noticing for the first time； Ish saw that it was not a dog； strictly speaking； but a bitch。 〃Well；〃 he said； 〃a case of pure seduction； apparently。〃
He went back to the house； and picked up a few of his personal belongings…some clothes； his field…glasses； a few books。 He reflected a moment whether there was anything else needed for a trip which might take him clear across the continent。 Then he shrugged his shoulders。
He took out his wallet； and discovered that he had nineteen dollars in fives and ones。 He certainly did not need any more money。 He even considered throwing the whole wallet away； but finally kept it。 He was so used to having it in his hip…pocket that he felt unfortable without it。 Th
