th.red dragon-第12部分

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　Lecter　sat　at　his　table；　his　eyes　filmed　with　thought。　Graham　knew　he　had　spent　most　of　the　hour　with　the　pictures。
　〃This　is　a　very　shy　boy；　Will。　I'd　love　to　meet　him　。　。　。　Have　you　considered　the　possibility　that　he's　disfigured？　Or　that　he　may　believe　he's　disfigured？〃
　〃The　mirrors。〃
　〃Yes。　You　notice　he　smashed　all　the　mirrors　in　the　houses；　not　just　enough　to　get　the　pieces　he　wanted。　He　doesn't　just　put　the　shards　in　place　for　the　damage　they　cause。　They're　set　so　he　can　see　himself。　In　their　eyes　…　Mrs。　Jacobi　and　。　。　。　What　was　the　other　name？〃
　〃Mrs。　Leeds。〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃That's　interesting；〃　Graham　said。
　〃It's　not　'interesting。'　You'd　thought　of　that　before。〃
　〃I　had　considered　it。〃
　〃You　just　came　here　to　look　at　me。　Just　to　get　the　old　scent　again；　didn't　you？　Why　don't　you　just　smell　yourself？〃
　〃I　want　your　opinion。〃
　〃I　don't　have　one　right　now。〃
　〃When　you　do　have　one；　I'd　like　to　bear　it。〃
　〃May　I　keep　the　file？〃
　〃I　haven't　decided　yet；〃　Graham　said。
　〃Why　are　there　no　descriptions　of　the　grounds？　Here　we　have　frontal　views　of　the　houses；　floor　plans；　diagrams　of　the　rooms　where　the　deaths　occurred；　and　little　mention　of　the　grounds。　What　were　the　yards　like？〃
　〃Big　backyards；　fenced；　with　some　hedges。　Why？〃
　〃Because；　my　dear　Will；　if　this　pilgrim　feels　a　special　relationship　with　the　moon；　he　might　like　to　go　outside　and　look　at　it。　Before　he　tidies　himself　up；　you　understand。　Have　you　seen　blood　in　the　moonlight；　Will？　It　appears　quite　black。　Of　course；　it　keeps　the　distinctive　sheen。　If　one　were　nude；　say；　it　would　be　better　to　have　outdoor　privacy　for　that　sort　of　thing。　One　must　show　some　consideration　for　the　neighbors；　hmmmm？〃
　〃You　think　the　yard　might　be　a　factor　when　he　selects　victims？〃
　〃Oh　yes。　And　there　will　be　more　victims；　of　course。　Let　me　keep　the　file；　Will。　I'll　study　it。　When　you　get　more　files；　I'd　like　to　see　them；　too。　You　can　call　me。　On　the　rare　occasions　when　my　lawyer　calls；　they　bring　me　a　telephone。　They　used　to　patch　him　through　on　the　inter；　but　everyone　listened　of　course。　Would　you　like　to　give　me　your　home　number？〃
　〃No。〃
　〃Do　you　know　how　you　caught　me；　Will？〃
　〃Good…bye；　Dr。　Lecter。　You　can　leave　messages　for　me　at　the　number　on　the　file。〃　Graham　walked　away。
　〃Do　you　know　how　you　caught　me？〃
　Graham　was　out　of　Lecter's　sight　now；　and　he　walked　faster　toward　the　far　steel　door。
　〃The　reason　you　caught　me　is　that　we're　just　alike〃　was　the　last　thing　Graham　heard　as　the　steel　door　closed　behind　him。
　He　was　numb　except　for　dreading　the　loss　of　numbness。　Walking　with　his　head　down；　speaking　to　no　one；　he　could　hear　his　blood　like　a　hollow　drumming　of　wings。　It　seemed　a　very　short　distance　to　the　outside。　This　was　only　a　building；　there　were　only　five　doors　between　Lecter　and　the　outside。　He　had　the　absurd　feeling　that　Leeter　had　walked　out　with　him。　He　stopped　outside　the　entrance　and　looked　around　him；　assuring　himself　that　he　was　alone。
　From　a　car　across　the　street；　his　long　lens　propped　on　the　window　sill；　Freddy　Lounds　got　a　nice　profile　shot　of　Graham　in　the　doorway　and　the　words　in　stone　above　him：　〃Chesapeake　State　Hospital　for　the　Criminally　Insane。〃
　As　it　turned　out；　The　National　Tattler　cropped　the　picture　to　just　Graham's　face　and　the　last　two　words　in　the　stone。
　
　
　CHAPTER　8
　
　Dr。　Hannibal　Lecter　lay　on　his　cot　with　the　cell　lights　down　after　Graham　left　him。　Several　hours　passed。
　For　a　while　he　had　textures；　the　weave　of　the　pillowcase　against　his　hands　clasped　behind　his　head；　the　smooth　membrane　that　lined　his　cheek。
　Then　he　had　odors　and　let　his　mind　play　over　them。　Some　were　real；　some　were　not。　They　had　put　Clorox　in　the　drains；　semen。　They　were　serving　chili　down　the　hall；　sweat…shifened　khaki。　Graham　would　not　give　him　his　home　telephone　number；　the　bitter　green　smell　of　cut　cocklebur　and　teaweed。
　Lecter　sat　up。　The　man　might　have　been　civil。　His　thoughts　had　the　warm　brass　smell　of　an　electric　clock。
　Lecter　blinked　several　times；　and　his　eyebrows　rose。　He　turned　up　the　lights　and　wrote　a　note　to　Chilton　asking　for　a　telephone　to　call　his　counsel。
　Lecter　was　entitled　by　law　to　speak　with　his　lawyer　in　privacy　and　he　hadn't　abused　the　right。　Since　Chilton　would　never　allow　him　to　go　to　the　telephone；　the　telephone　was　brought　to　him。
　Two　guards　brought　it；　unrolling　a　long　cord　from　the　telephone　jack　at　their　desk。　One　of　the　guards　had　the　keys。　The　other　held　a　can　of　Mace。
　〃Go　to　the　back　of　the　cell；　Dr。　Lecter。　Face　the　wall。　If　you　turn　around　or　approach　the　barrier　before　you　hear　the　lock　snap；　I'll　Mace　you　in　the　face。　Understand？〃
　〃Yes　indeed；〃　Lecter　said。　〃Thank　you　so　much　for　bringing　the　telephone。〃
　He　had　to　reach　through　the　nylon　net　to　dial。　Chicago　information　gave　him　numbers　for　the　University　of　Chicago　Department　of　Psychiatry　and　Dr。　Alan　Bloom's　office　number。　He　dialed　the　psychiatry　department　switchboard。
　〃I'm　trying　to　reach　Dr。　Alan　Bloom。〃
　〃I'm　not　sure　he's　in　today；　but　I'll　connect　you。〃
　〃Just　a　second；　I'm　supposed　to　know　his　secretary's　name　and　I'm　embarrassed　to　say　I've　forgotten　it。〃
　〃Linda　King。　Just　a　moment。〃
　〃Thank　you。〃
　The　telephone　rang　eight　times　before　it　was　picked　up。
　〃Linda　King's　desk。〃
　〃Hi；　Linda？〃
　〃Linda　doesn't　e　in　on　Saturday。〃
　Dr。　Lecter　had　counted　on　that。　〃Maybe　you　could　help　me；　if　you　don't　mind。　This　is　Bob　Greer　at　Blame　and　Edwards　Publishing　pany。　Dr。　Bloom　asked　me　to　send　a　copy　of　the　Overholser　book；　The　Psychiatrist　and　the　Law；　to　Will　Graham；　and　Linda　was　supposed　to　send　me　the　address　and　phone　number；　but　she　never　did。〃
　〃I'm　just　a　graduate　assistant；　she'll　be　in　on　Mon…〃
　〃I　have　to　catch　Federal　Express　with　it　in　about　five　minutes；　and　I　hate　to　bother　Dr。　Bloom　about　it　at　home　because　he　told　Linda　to　send　it　and　I　don't　want　to　get　her　in　hot　water。　It's　right　there　in　her　Rolodex　or　whatever。　I'll　dance　at　your　wedding　if　you'll　read　it　to　me。〃
　〃She　doesn't　have　a　Rolodex。〃
　〃How　about　a　Call　Caddy　with　the　slide　on　the　side？〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃Be　a　darling　and　slide　that　rascal　and　I　won't　take　up　any　more　of　your　time。〃
　〃What　was　the　name？〃
　〃Graham。　Will　Graham。〃
　〃All　right；　his　home　number　is　305　JL5…7002。〃
　〃I'm　supposed　to　mail　it　to　his　house。〃
　〃It　doesn't　give　the　address　of　his　house。〃
　〃What　does　it　have？〃
　〃Federal　Bureau　of　Investigation；　Tenth　and　Pennsylvania；　Washington；　D。C。　Oh；　and　Post　Office　Box　3680；　Marathon；　Florida。〃
　〃That's　fine；　you're　an　angel。〃
　〃You're　wele。〃
　Lecter　felt　much　better。　He　thought　he　might　surprise　Graham　with　a　call　sometime；　or　if　the　man　couldn't　be　civil；　he　might　have　a　hospital…supply　house　mail　Graham　a　colostomy　bag　for　old　times'　sake。
　
　CHAPTER　9
　
　Seven　hundred　miles　to　the　southwest；　in　the　cafeteria　at　Gateway　Film　Laboratory　of　St。　Louis；　Francis　Dolarhyde　was　waiting　for　a　hamburger。　The　entrées　offered　in　the　steam　table　were　filmed　over。　He　stood　beside　the　cash　register　and　sipped　coffee　from　a　paper　cup。　
　A　red…haired　young　woman　wearing　a　laboratory　smock　came　into　the　cafeteria　and　studied　the　candy　machine。　She　looked　at　Francis　Dolarhyde's　back　several　times　and　pursed　her　lips。　Finally　she　walked　over　to　him　and　said；　〃Mr。　D。？〃
　Dolarhyde　turned。　He　always　wore　red　goggles　outside　the　darkroom。　She　kept　her　eyes　on　the　nosepiece　of　the　goggles。
　〃Will　you　sit　down　with　me　a　minute？　I　want　to　tell　you　some　thing。〃
　〃What　can　you　tell　me；　Eileen？〃
　〃That　I'm　really　sorry。　Bob　was　just　really　drunk　and；　you　know；　clowning　around。　He　didn't　mean　anything。　Please　e　sit　down。　Just　for　a　minute。　Will　you　do　that？〃
　〃Mmmm…hmmm。〃　Dolarhyde　never　said　〃yes；〃　as　he　had　trouble　with　the　sibilant　/s/。
　They　sat。　She　twisted　a　napkin　in　her　hands。
　〃Everybody　was　having　a　good　time　at　the　party　and　we　were　glad　you　came　by；〃　she　said。　〃Real　glad；　and　surprised；　too。　You　know　how　Bob　is；　he　does　voices　all　the　time　…　he　ought　to　be　on　the　radio。　He　did　two　or　three　accents；　telling　jokes　and　all　…　he　can　talk　just　like　a　Negro。　When　he　did　that　other　voice；　he　didn't　mean　to　make　you　feel　bad。　He　was　too　drunk　to　know　who　was　there。〃
　〃They　were　all　laughing　and　then　they　。　。　。　didn't　laugh。〃　Dolarhyde　never　said　〃stopped〃　because　of　the　fricative　/s/。
　〃That's　when　Bob　realized　what　he　had　done。〃
　〃He　went　on；　though。〃
　〃I　know　it；〃　she　said；　managing　to　look　from　her　napkin　to　his　goggles　without　lingering　on　the　way。　〃I　got　on　his　case　about　it；　too。　He　said　he　didn't　mean　anything；　he　just　saw　he　was　into　it　and　tried　to　keep　up　the　joke。　You　saw　how　red　his　face　got。〃
　〃He　invited　me　to　。　。　。　perform　a　duet　with　him。〃
　〃He　hugged　you　and　tried　to　put　his　arm　around　you。　He　wanted　you　to　laugh　it　off；　Mr。　D。〃
　〃I've　laughed　it　off；　Eileen。〃
　〃Bob　feels　terrible。〃
　〃Well；　I　don't　want　him　to　feel　terrible。　I　don't　want　that。　Tell　him　for　me。　And　it　won't　make　it　any　different　here　at　the　plant。　Golly；　if　I　had　talent　like　Bob　I'd　make　jo　。　。　。　a　joke　all　the　time。〃　Dolarhyde　avoided　plurals　whenever　he　could。　〃We'll　all　get　together　before　long　and　he'll　know　how　I　feel。〃
　〃Good；　Mr。　D。　You　know　he's　really；　under　all　the　fun；　he's　a　sensitive　guy。〃
　〃I'll　bet。　Tender；　I　imagine。〃　Dolarhyde's　voice　was　muffled　by　his　hand。　When　seated；　he　always　pressed　the　knuckle　of　his　forefinger　under　his　nose。
　〃Pardon？〃
　〃I　think　you're　good　for　him；　Eileen。〃
　〃I　think　so；　I　really　do。　He's　not　drinking　but　just　on　weekends。　He　just　starts　to　relax　and　his　wife　calls　the　house。　He　makes　faces　while　I　talk　to　her；　but　I　can　tell　he's　upset　after。　A　woman　knows。〃　She　tapped　Dolarhyde　on　the　wrist　and；　despite　the　goggles；　saw　the　touch　register　in　his　eyes。　〃Take　it　easy；　Mr。　D。　I'm　glad　we　had　this　talk。〃
　〃I　am　too；　Eileen。〃
　Dolarhyde　watched　her　walk　away。　She　had　a　suck　mark　on　the　back　of　her　knee。　He　thought；　correctly；　that　Eileen　did　not　appreciate　him。　No　one　did；　actually。
　The　great　darkroom　was　cool　and　smelled　of　chemicals。　Francis　Dolarhyde　checked　the　developer　in　the　A　tank。　Hundreds　of　feet　of　home…movie　film　from　all　over　the　country　moved　through　the　tank　hourly。　Temperature　and　freshness　of　the　chem