emb.seethemdie-第17章
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〃Don't you know nothing； you dumb tiger？〃 Cooch said； shoving at him。 〃Miranda's the greatest thing ever happened to this neighborhood。〃 He turned to Zip。 〃How you like this jerk？ Don't know Miranda。〃
Zip shook his head； his eyes searching the first…floor windows for a sign of life。 He could see nothing。
〃When he lived around here；〃 Cooch said to Papa； 〃this neighborhood really jumped； I kid you not。〃
〃Even in my old neighborhood we knew about him；〃 Zip said； his eyes never leaving the first…floor windows。 〃He was down there once； you know。 I seen him。 He was driving a big yellow Caddy。〃
〃No crap？〃 Cooch said。
〃Sure； I seen it。 And he had this blonde with him。 Man； you could see she was gassed pletely out of her skull； just being with him。 This was before things got so hot for him。 Man； he was swinging then； swinging。〃
〃A Caddy； huh？〃 Cooch said。 〃That's for me。 Give me the wheel； man。 I'll know just what to do with it。〃
〃You should see the way this guy walks； Cooch；〃 Zip said。 He stepped away from the barricade and did a quick imitation。 〃This real cool glide； you know？ Like he owns the world。 That's the way to walk。 Pepe walks with his head up。 He ain't afraid of nothing or nobody！〃
〃Look at the way he got out of that Riverhead apartment！〃 Cooch said。 〃A dozen cops； and they couldn't touch him。〃
〃Nobody can touch him；〃 Zip said。
〃Man； when he lived here； Zip； you shoulda been here； I mean it。 A nice guy； you know？ I mean； you think him being a big shot an' all； like he'd think us kids was dirt。 But he was always nice to us； I swear。 Used to hand out nickels； like that； you know？ And stories？ Man； the stories he used to tell us。 You know； real straight…from…the…shoulder stuff。 Not like the crap you get from your people。〃
〃Man； I read you；〃 Zip said； 〃If my old man gives me his pitch about the island one more time； I'm gonna lose control。 Who gives a damn about customs on the island； huh？ Who cares about the hospitality there； or the sunshine there； or the way the people close the doors when a stiff goes by； huh？ This is here； man！ This is where people are living！〃
〃You can bet Pepe knows how to live。〃
〃Ohhh； brother； does he？ This cat knows the story； dad！ Hey； hey； look at that！〃
〃What？〃 Cooch said。
〃Over there。〃
Two patrolmen were entering the tenement。 They moved cautiously and with their revolvers drawn。
〃It's about to start；〃 Zip said； straining to see over the heads of the people in front of him。 〃We gotta get something to stand on； Cooch。 We won't be able to see nothing this way。〃
〃What about our other business？〃 Cooch asked。
Zip glanced cursorily over his shoulder； looking into the luncheonette where Jeff sat at the counter。 〃The sailor？ Forget him。 We scared him half to death。〃
〃I mean Alfie；〃 Cooch whispered。
For a moment； Zip seemed to have forgotten something that had kept him awake most of the night； something that had acpanied him as he'd got out of bed this morning； roaring in his mind as he dressed。 For a moment； Zip seemed to make no association with the name 〃Alfie〃 and puzzlement showed plainly on his face。 And then； as if being called away from something which was extremely pleasant and entertaining to take care of some simple task which was at best boring； he said； 〃Well； what about him？〃
〃We got a date； remember？〃
〃Of course I remember；〃 Zip said angrily。 〃But how we gonna get to the church？ The block's shut off。 Besides； the kids with the pieces are on the other side of the street。〃
〃Iss better this way； Zip；〃 Sixto said。 〃We let heem。。。〃
〃Oh； shut up； will ya； Sixto？〃 Zip snapped。 〃Man； where'd we scrounge up this yo…yo？〃
Papa burst out laughing。 〃You a yo…yo； Sixto；〃 he said。
Cooch looked thoughtful for a moment。 Then he said； 〃Zip； I can cut around the avenue and reach the kids that way。 I can get those pieces for us。〃
Like a business magnate who cannot be bothered by a petty administrative detail； Zip answered； 〃Yeah； good。 Gc ahead； get them。 Bring them back here。〃 His eyes wanderec up to the first…floor window again。 〃Man； I wonder how manj pieces Miranda has in that pad with him。〃
〃They say he took guns from all them cops in the。。。〃
〃Oh； man； this is gonna be the unholiest！ Jee…sus； is he gonna give it to them bastards！ Go ahead； Cooch。 Go get the pieces。 e on Sixto！〃
〃Where we going？〃
〃Get something to stand on。 There's always a million boxes in that empty lot on。。。〃
The shots exploded from inside the building； a short volley with the echoing roll of distant thunder。 The crowd went instantly silent。 The silence hung over the street； and then was shattered instantly when a woman in the crowd screamed。 An instant chorus went up after the scream； filling the street A wisp of smoke drifted from the mouth of the building。 The smoke hung on the air for an instant； silencing the crowd again； as if they had been a crowd in St。 Peter's Square waiting for the smoke to rise from the Sistine Chapel； announcing the new pope； and now that they had seen the smoke； they still did not know who the pope was； and so they fell silent； and they waited。
From inside the building； a voice shouted； 〃Lieutenant！ Lieutenant！〃
9
The policemen on the rooftops and on the fire escapes； dangling from open windows perched behind parapets； seemed like a band of monkeys who had climbed into an intricate zoo gymnasium and now didn't know what to do with themselves。 To say that Pepe Miranda was pletely surrounded would certainly have been the understatement of the century。 There were two tenements facing La Gallina； within the rather narrow confines of the cordon。 These two tenements bristled with cops of every size； shape and rank … and each of these stalwart defenders of the peace was carrying a loaded and drawn revolver。 An additional armory which seemed sizable and formidable enough to have stormed the gates of Stalingrad included such choice delicacies of destruction as rifles with affixed telescopic sights； submachine guns； regulation hand grenades； gas masks； tear…gas pellets； and even a flame thrower or two。
Nor did the siege confine itself to the two buildings facing La Gallina。 The police had moved into the adjoining block as well； entering apartments which faced the back windows of the apartment in which Miranda； like an animal driven into a hole； was trapped。 Clean white wash fluttered on the back…yard lines。 Policemen leaned out of open windows； pistols drawn； peering between the fluttering underpants and brassieres。 There were policemen facing the front of the apartment and policemen covering the back of it； and policemen on the roof of the building itself； ready to descend upon Miranda from above。
The adjoining rooftops were covered with the citizenry of the city。 Like a bunch of hicks who had e to see a circus daredevil dive eight hundred feet into a thimbleful of water； the people of the neighborhood were anxious to see whether or not Miranda could make the dive without splattering his brains out on the sawdust。 To many of these people； Miranda was simply the rebel and the underdog。 Consciously or not； they were rooting for him。 They wanted him to stand up to this formidable army of men in blue； blast his way out of that goddamn apartment； tip his hat； throw a kiss to the ladies； and ride off into the sunset。 Perhaps all of them knew how it would really end。 Perhaps they all knew that a single man； no matter how mighty； could not withstand such forces arrayed against him。 But many of them nurtured the secret hope that for once； just for once； the rebel would win； the revolutionary would defeat the incumbent dynasty； the anarchist would throw his bomb and escape。
For many others； there was an undeniable cultural tie between themselves and the man in the apartment。 The tie was a curious one in that they all knew Miranda was a criminal。 In all probability； none of them would have weled Miranda into their homes。 He was a dangerous man； an unreliable man； a thief and a murderer。 But he was Spanish。 And； in much the same way that they took pride in the work of Pablo Picasso； they took a strangely curious pride in the fact that Miranda was causing so much excitement。 In their minds； there was a very t
