-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Нил Гейман
-
- Американские боги
-
- Стр. 491/641
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
You
don
’
t
have
to
,
"
said
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
You
don
’
t
know
what
you
’
re
lettin
’
yourself
in
for
.
"
"
It
doesn
’
t
matter
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
And
if
you
die
?
"
asked
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
If
it
kills
you
?
"
"
Then
,
"
said
Shadow
,
"
it
kills
me
.
"
Mr
.
Nancy
flicked
his
cigarillo
into
the
meadow
,
angrily
.
"
I
said
you
had
shit
for
brains
,
and
you
still
have
shit
for
brains
.
Can
’
t
see
when
somebody
’
s
tryin
’
to
give
you
an
out
?
"
"
I
’
m
sorry
,
"
said
Shadow
.
He
didn
’
t
say
anything
else
.
Nancy
walked
back
to
the
bus
.
Czernobog
walked
over
to
Shadow
.
He
did
not
look
pleased
.
"
You
must
come
through
this
alive
,
"
he
said
.
"
Come
through
this
safely
for
me
.
"
And
then
he
tapped
his
knuckle
gently
against
Shadow
’
s
forehead
and
said
,
"
Bam
!
"
He
squeezed
Shadow
’
s
shoulder
,
patted
his
arm
,
and
walked
back
to
the
bus
.
The
biggest
woman
,
whose
name
seemed
to
be
Urtha
or
Urder
—
Shadow
could
not
repeat
it
back
to
her
to
her
satisfaction
—
told
him
,
in
pantomime
,
to
take
off
his
clothes
.
"
All
of
them
?
"
