cb.imajica1-第78章
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〃That may be a very long time。〃
〃AH the better。〃
Gentle laughed。 〃Agreed；〃 he said； leaning forward and taking the mystif s hand。 〃We've seen some amazing sights together； haven't we？〃
〃Indeed we have。〃
〃Back there in Mai…ke I was losing my sense of how marvelous all this is。〃
〃We've got a lot more wonders to see。〃
〃Just promise me one thing？〃 〃Ask it。〃
〃Don't eat raw fish in eyeshot of me again。 It's more than a man can take。〃
From the yearning way that Hairstone Banty had described L'Himby； Gentle had been expecting some kind of Khat…mandu…a city of temples； pilgrims； and free dope。 Perhaps it had been that way once； in Banty's long…lost youth。 But when； a few minutes after night had fallen； Gentle and Pie stepped off the train； it was not into an atmosphere of spiritual calm。 There were soldiers at the station gates； most of them standing idle； smoking and talking； but a few casting their eyes over the disembarking passengers。 As luck had it； however； another train had arrived at an adjacent platform minutes before； and the gateway was choked with passengers； many hugging their life's belongings。 It wasn't difficult for Pie and Gentle to dig their way through to the densest part of the crowd and pass unnoticed through the turnstiles and out of the station。
There were many more troops in the wide lamplit streets； their presence no less disturbing for the air of lassitude that hung about them。 The unmissioned ranks wore a drab gray； but the officers wore white； which suited the subtropical night。 All were conspicuously armed。 Gentle made certain not to study either men or weaponry too closely for fear of attracting unwele attention； but it was clear from even a furtive glance that both the armaments and the vehicles parked in every other alleyway were of the same elaborately intimidating design as he'd seen in Beatrix。 The warlords of Yzordderrex were clearly past masters in the crafts of death； their technology several generations beyond that of the lootive that had brought the travelers here。
To Gentle's eye the most fascinating sight was not the tanks or the machine guns； however； it was the presence among these troops of a subspecies he'd not encountered hitherto。 Oethacs； Pie called them。 They stood no taller than their fellows； but their heads made up a third or more of that height； their squat bodies grotesquely broad to bear the weight of such a massive load of bone。 Easy targets； Gentle remarked； but Pie whispered that their brains were small； their skulls thick； and their tolerance for pain heroic； the latter evidenced by the extraordinary array of livid scars and disfigurements they all bore on skin that was as white as the bone it concealed。
It seemed this substantial military presence had been in place for some time； because the populace went about their evening business as if these men and their killing machines were pletely monplace。 There was little sign of fraternization； but there was no harassment either。
〃Where do we go from here？〃 Gentle asked Pie once they were clear of the crowds around the station。
〃Scopique lives in the northeast part of the city； close to the temples。 He's a doctor。 Very well respected；〃
〃You think he may be still practicing？〃
〃He doesn't mend bones； Gentle。 He's a doctor of theology。 He used to like the city because it was so sleepy。〃
〃It's changed； then。〃
〃It certainly has。 It looks as though it's got rich。〃
There was evidence of L'Himby's newfound wealth everywhere： in the gleaming buildings； many of them looking as though the paint on their doors was barely dry； in the proliferation of styles among the pedestrians and in the number of elegant automobiles on the street。 There were a few signs still remaining of the culture that had existed here before the city's fortunes had boomed： beasts of burden still wove among the traffic； honked at and cursed； a smattering of facades had been preserved from older buildings and incorporated…usually crudely…into the designs of the newer。 And then there were the living facades； the faces of the people Gentle and Pie were mingling with。 The natives had a physical peculiarity unique to the region： clusters of small crystalline growths； yellow and purple； on their heads； sometimes arranged like crowns or coxbs but just as often erupting from the middle of the forehead or irregularly placed around the mouth。 To Pie's knowledge； they had no particular function； but they were clearly viewed as a disfigurement by the sophisticates； many of whom went to extraordinary lengths to disguise their monality of stock with the undecorated peasants。 Some of these stylists wore hats； veils； and makeup to conceal the evidence； others had tried surgery to remove the growths and went proudly about unhatted； wearing their scars as proof of their wealth。
〃It's grotesque；〃 Pie said when Gentle remarked upon this。 〃But that's the pernicious influence of fashion for you。 These people want to look like the models they see in the magazines from Patashoqua； and the stylists in Patashoqua have always looked to the Fifth for their inspiration。 Damn fools！ Look at them！ I swear if we were to spread the rumor that everyone in Paris is cutting off their right arms these days； we'd be tripping over hacked…off limbs all the way to Scopique's house。〃
〃It wasn't like this when you were here？〃
〃Not in L'Himby。 As I said； it was a place of meditation。 But in Patashoqua； yes； always； because it's so close to the Fifth； so the influence is very strong。 And there's always been a few minor Maestros； you know； traveling back and forth； bringing styles； bringing ideas。 A few of them made a kind of business of it； crossing the In Ovo every few months to get news of the Fifth and selling it to the fashion houses； the architects； and so on。 So damn decadent。 It revolts me。〃
〃But you did the same thing； didn't you？ You became part of the Fifth Dominion。〃
〃Never here；〃 the mystif said； its fist to its chest。 〃Never in my heart。 My mistake was getting lost in the In Ovo and letting myself be summoned to earth。 When I was there I played the human game； but only as much as I had to。〃
Despite their baggy and by now well…crumpled clothes； both Pie and Gentle were bare…headed and smooth…skulled； so they attracted a good deal of attention from envious poseurs parading on the pavement。 It was far from wele； of course。 If Pie's theory was correct and Ham…meryock or Pontiff Farrow had described them to the Autarch's torturers； their likenesses might very well have appeared in the broadsheets of L'Himby。 If so； an envious dandy might have them removed from the petition with a few words in a soldier's ear。 Would it not be wiser； Gentle suggested； if they hailed a taxi； and traveled a little more discreetly？ The mystif was reluctant to do so； explaining that it could not remember Scopique's address； and their only hope of finding it was to go on foot； while Pie followed its nose。 They made a point of avoiding the busier parts of the street； however； where cafe customers were outside enjoying the evening air or； less frequently； where soldiers gathered。 Though they continued to attract interest and admiration； nobody challenged them； and after twenty minutes they turned off the main thoroughfare； the well…tended buildings giving way within a couple of blocks to grimier structures； the fops to grimmer souls。
〃This feels safer；〃 Gentle said； a paradoxical remark given that the streets they were wandering through now were the kind they would have instinctively avoided in any city of the Fifth： ill…lit backwaters； where many of the houses had fallen into severe disrepair。 Lamps burned in even the most dilapidated； however； and children played in the gloomy streets despite the lateness of the hour。 Their games were those of earth； give or take a detail…not filched； but invented by young minds from the same basic materials： a ball and a bat； some chalk and a pavement； a rope and a rhyme。 Gentle found it reassuring to walk among them and hear their laughter； which was indistinguishable from that of human children。
Eventually the tenanted houses gave way to total dereliction； and it was clear from the mystif s disgruntlement that it was no
