-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Стивен Кинг
-
- Сияние
-
- Стр. 270/529
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
She
would
have
to
assume
that
Jack
awake
was
Jack
sane
,
and
that
he
would
help
her
get
Danny
down
to
Sidewinder
and
Dr
.
Edmonds
.
And
if
Jack
tried
to
do
anything
but
help
,
God
help
him
.
She
went
to
the
door
and
unlocked
it
.
Shifting
Danny
up
to
her
shoulder
,
she
opened
it
and
went
out
into
the
hall
.
"
Jack
?
"
she
called
nervously
,
and
got
no
answer
.
With
growing
trepidation
she
walked
down
to
the
stairwell
,
but
Jack
was
not
there
.
And
as
she
stood
there
on
the
landing
,
wondering
what
to
do
next
,
the
singing
came
up
from
below
,
rich
,
angry
,
bitterly
satiric
:
"
Roll
me
over
In
the
clo
-
ho
-
ver
,
Roll
me
over
,
lay
me
down
and
do
it
again
.
"
She
was
frightened
even
more
by
the
sound
of
him
than
she
had
been
by
his
silence
,
but
there
was
still
no
alternative
.
She
started
down
the
stairs
.
Jack
had
stood
on
the
stairs
,
listening
to
the
crooning
,
comforting
sounds
coming
muffled
through
the
locked
door
,
and
slowly
his
confusion
had
given
way
to
anger
.
Things
had
never
really
changed
.
Not
to
Wendy
.
He
could
be
off
the
juice
for
twenty
years
and
still
when
he
came
home
at
night
and
she
embraced
him
at
the
door
,
he
would
see
/
sense
that
little
flare
of
her
nostrils
as
she
tried
to
divine
scotch
or
gin
fumes
riding
the
outbound
train
of
his
exhalation
.
She
was
always
going
to
assume
the
worst
;
if
he
and
Danny
got
in
a
car
accident
with
a
drunken
blindman
who
.
had
had
a
stroke
just
before
the
collision
,
she
would
silently
blame
Danny
’
s
injuries
on
him
and
turn
away
.
Her
face
as
she
had
snatched
Danny
away
-
it
rose
up
before
him
and
he
suddenly
wanted
to
wipe
the
anger
that
had
been
on
it
out
with
his
fist
.
