-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джоан Роулинг
-
- Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти
-
- Стр. 319/732
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
They
stepped
toward
the
woman
and
,
at
once
,
she
turned
and
hobbled
off
back
the
way
they
had
come
.
Leading
them
past
several
houses
,
she
turned
in
at
a
gate
.
They
followed
her
up
the
front
path
through
a
garden
nearly
as
overgrown
as
the
one
they
had
just
left
.
She
fumbled
for
a
moment
with
a
key
at
the
front
door
,
then
opened
it
and
stepped
back
to
let
them
pass
.
She
smelled
bad
,
or
perhaps
it
was
her
house
:
Harry
wrinkled
his
nose
as
they
sidled
past
her
and
pulled
off
the
Cloak
.
Now
that
he
was
beside
her
,
he
realized
how
tiny
she
was
;
bowed
down
with
age
,
she
came
barely
level
with
his
chest
.
She
closed
the
door
behind
them
,
her
knuckles
blue
and
mottled
against
the
peeling
paint
,
then
turned
and
peered
into
Harry
's
face
.
Her
eyes
were
thick
with
cataracts
and
sunken
into
folds
of
transparent
skin
,
and
her
whole
face
was
dotted
with
broken
veins
and
liver
spots
.
He
wondered
whether
she
could
make
him
out
at
all
;
even
if
she
could
,
it
was
the
balding
Muggle
whose
identity
he
had
stolen
that
she
would
see
.
The
odor
of
old
age
,
of
dust
,
of
unwashed
clothes
and
stale
food
intensified
as
she
unwound
a
moth-eaten
black
shawl
,
revealing
a
head
of
scant
white
hair
through
which
the
scalp
showed
clearly
.
"
Bathilda
?
"
Harry
repeated
.
She
nodded
again
.
Harry
became
aware
of
the
locket
against
his
skin
;
the
thing
inside
it
that
sometimes
ticked
or
beat
had
woken
;
he
could
feel
it
pulsing
through
the
cold
gold
.
Did
it
know
,
could
it
sense
,
that
the
thing
that
would
destroy
it
was
near
?
Bathilda
shuffled
past
them
,
pushing
Hermione
aside
as
though
she
had
not
seen
her
,
and
vanished
into
what
seemed
to
be
a
sitting
room
.
"
Harry
,
I
'm
not
sure
about
this
,
"
breathed
Hermione
.
"
Look
at
the
size
of
her
;
I
think
we
could
overpower
her
if
we
had
to
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
Listen
,
I
should
have
told
you
,
I
knew
she
was
n't
all
there
.
Muriel
called
her
'
gaga
.
'
"
"
Come
!
"
called
Bathilda
from
the
next
room
.
