cb.coldheart canyon-第67章
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Todd glanced up at the Duke again。 The trace of amusement Todd had thought he'd seen there had gone。 There was only suspicion now。 It crossed Todd's mind that perhaps it had been an error for Katya to speak in the man's tongue； that perhaps she'd only deepened his belief that these lovers were more than over…heated trespassers。
He felt a prick in the middle of his chest。 The cold point of the sword was pressed into his skin。 A small pool of blood was already ing from the spot； spreading through the weave of his shirt。
Katya had stopped talking for a moment…Todd thought perhaps she realized she was doing more harm than good…but now she began again； making whatever pleas she could。
The man on the braided horse raised his hand。
〃Liniste；〃 he said。
He'd obviously told her to shut the hell up； because that was exactly what she did。
There was a sound on the wind； and it instantly had all of the nobleman's attention。 Somewhere not so far away a baby was crying： a mournful wail of a sound； that…though it was surely human…reminded Todd of the noise the coyotes would make some nights in the Canyon。
After a few moments of listening； the Duke let out a stream of orders： 〃Lasati…i！ Pe cai！ Ala…i copilul！〃
The two men who'd been threatening Katya and Todd sheathed their swords and returned to their mounts。 The baby's cry seemed to falter for a moment； and Todd feared it would fade pletely and the swordsmen would return to their threats； but then the infant seemed to find a new seam of grief to mine； and the wail rose up again； more plaintive then ever。
The men were exchanging more urgent words； and pointing in the direction from which the sound was ing。
〃Este acolol Grabiti…va！〃
〃In padure！ Copilul este ？n padure！〃
Katya and Todd were summarily forgotten。 The horsemen were by now all re…mounted； and the Duke was already galloping away； leaving his weary pany to follow in his dust。
Todd felt a curious sense of betrayal； the kind felt when a story takes an unanticipated turn。 That he should have e into this half…eclipsed world and been made to bleed at the point of a sword seemed absolutely apt。 That the man who'd threatened him had ridden away to pursue a crying baby did not。
〃What the hell is going on？〃 he said as he bent to help Katya up off the ground。
〃They heard Qwaftzefoni； the Devil's child；〃 she said。
〃Who？〃
She looked back in the direction of the riders。 They were already halfway to the line of densely packed trees from which the pitiful summons had seemed to e； receding into the quarter…light as though being steadily erased。
〃It's a long story；〃 she said。 〃I heard it first when I was a child。。。and it used to frighten me。。。〃
〃Yes？〃 he said。
〃Oh yes。〃
〃Well；〃 Todd said； a little impatiently； 〃are you going to tell me？〃
〃I don't know if it'll frighten you。〃
He wiped the blood from the middle of his chest with the heel of his hand。 There was a deep nick in his chest； which instantly welled with blood again。
〃Tell me anyway；〃 he said。
TWO
Though it had been Zeffer who'd offered the explanation of what lay down in the guts of the house； Tammy opened the conversation with a question that had been niggling at her since she'd first e into this place。 She returned to the kitchen table； where she'd been eating her cherry pie； sat down and said： 〃What are you afraid of？〃
〃I told you twice； three times： I shouldn't be in here。 She'll be angry。〃
〃That doesn't answer the question。 Katya's just a woman； for God's sake。 Let her be angry！〃
〃You don't know what she can be like。〃
〃Why don't you try telling me？ Then maybe I'll understand。〃
〃Tell you；〃 he said flatly； as though the request was impossible。 〃How can I tell you what this place has seen？ What I was？ What she was？〃
〃Try。〃
〃I don't know how；〃 he said； his voice getting weaker； syllable on syllable； until she seemed sure it would crack and break。 He sat down at the table opposite her； but he said nothing。
〃All right；〃 Tammy said。 〃Let me give you a hand。〃 She thought for a moment。 Then she said： 〃Start with the house。 Tell me why it was built。 Why you're in it。 Why she's in it。〃
〃Back then we did everything together。〃
〃Who is she？〃
〃I'll tell you who she was： she was Katya Lupi； a great star。 One of the greatest； some would once have said。 And in its day this house was one of the most famous houses in Los Angeles。 One of the great dream palaces。〃
〃And the rest of the Canyon is hers too？〃
〃Oh yes； it's all hers。 Coldheart Canyon。 That's what they called it。 She had a reputation； you see； for being a chilly bitch。〃 He smiled； though there was more rue in the expression than humor。 〃It was deserved。〃
〃And the things out there？〃
〃Which things？〃
〃Which things？〃 Tammy said； a little impatiently。 〃The freaks。 The things that attacked me。〃
〃Those？ Those are the children of the dead。〃
〃You say these things so casually。 The children of the dead。 Believe it or not； the dead don't have kids in Sacramento。 They just rot away quietly。〃
〃Well it's different here。〃
〃Willem； I don't care how different it is： the dead can't have children。〃
〃You saw them。 Believe your eyes。〃
Tammy shook her head。 Not in disbelief； rather in frustration。 How could it be that the rules of the world worked one way in one place； and so very differently in another？
〃The truth is： I don't know；〃 Zeffer said； answering her unspoken question。 〃Over the years the ghosts have mated with the animals； and the results are those things。 Maybe the dead are closer to the condition of animals。 I don't know。 I only know it's real。 I've seen them。 You've seen them。 They're hybrids。 Sometimes there's a kind of beauty in them。 But mostly。。。ugly as sin。〃
〃All right。 So I buy the hybrids。 But why here？ Is it her！〃
〃In a roundabout way； I suppose。。。〃 He mused for a moment； and then…apparently with great effort； as though since they'd e into the house a lifetime of suffering had caught up with him…he got to his feet。 He went to the sink； and turned on the faucet； running the water hard。 Then； cupping his hand； he took some up to his lips and drank noisily。 This done； he turned off the faucet and looked over his shoulder at her。
〃I know in my heart you deserve to know everything； after all you've been through。 You've earned the truth。〃 He turned fully to her。 〃But before I tell you； let me say I'm not sure I understand any of this much more than you do。〃
〃Well I understand nothing；〃 Tammy said。
He nodded。 〃Well； then。 How do I start this？ Ah。 Yes。 Romania。〃 He put his hand up to his face； and wiped some water off his lower lip。 〃Katya was born Katya Lupescu in Romania。 A tiny village called Ravbac。 And in the summer of 1921； just after we'd built this house； I went back with her to her homeland； because her mother was sick and was not expected to live more than another year。〃
〃She'd been brought up in utter poverty。 Abuse and poverty。 But now she was a great star； ing home； and it was extraordinary really； to see how she had transformed herself。 From these beginnings to the woman she'd bee。
〃Anyway； there was a fortress close to the village where Katya was born； and it was run by the Order of St。 Teodor； who made it their business to protect the place。 When we arrived； Katya and myself had both been given a tour； but she wasn't very interested in the old fortress and priests with halitosis。 Neither was I； frankly； but I wanted to leave her with her family to talk over old times； so I went back to the Goga Fortress a second day。 The monk who took me round made it dear that the Order had fallen on hard times； and the brothers needed to sell off what they could。 Tapestries； chairs； tables： it was all up for sale。〃
〃Frankly； I didn't care for much of it； and I was about to leave。〃
〃Then he said： let me show you something special； really special。 And I thought： what the hell？ Ten more minutes。 And he took me down several flights of stairs into a room the likes of which I'd never seen before。〃
〃What was in there？〃
〃It was decorated with tiles…thousands of tiles…and they were all painted； so when you walked into the room it
