p&c.brimstone-第79部分
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straight shooter。 I'm giving you a chance to go legit； earn some respect…and still get your message out。〃
She stopped。Don't say too much。 Let him e round。
All around them； an air of expectancy had grown。 Everyone was waiting for the reverend to speak。 It all depended on Buck。
At last； he moved。 He blinked； raised his hand slowly； almost robotically。 The tension increased with the silence。 It was so silent； in fact； Hayward could hear birds chirping in the trees around them。
The hand came around and pointed at her。
〃Centurion；〃 he said in a voice so low it was barely more than a whisper。
It was like the release of pressure from a cooker。〃Centurion！〃 came the sudden cry of the crowd。 〃Soldier of Rome！〃 The throng jostled and shoved as it began to close in。
For the first time； Hayward felt a stab of real fear。 Failure was being a foregone conclusion； but there was more than her career at stake now。 This crowd was dangerously aroused。
〃Reverend； if your answer is no…〃
But Buck had turned away； and now； to her overwhelming dismay； he was entering his tent； lifting the flap； disappearing inside。 More people streamed in where he'd stood； filling the gap。
He'd left her to the mercy of the crowd。
She turned to face them。Now it was time to get the hell out。 〃All right； folks； I know when to take no for an answer…〃
〃Silence； Judas！〃
Hayward saw sticks once again； swaying above the heads。 It amazed her how ugly a crowd could get； so quickly。 She had failed； failed miserably。 Her career was ruined； no question。 The real question was whether she could get out in one piece。
〃I'm leaving；〃 she said loudly and firmly。 〃I'm leaving； and I expect to be allowed to leave peacefully。 I am an officer of the law。〃
She moved toward the wall of people； but this time no path opened。 She kept walking； expecting； hoping for； them to fall back。 But they didn't。 Several hands reached out and shoved her back…hard。
〃I came in peace！〃 she said loudly； trying to keep the tremor out of her voice。 〃And I'm leaving in peace！〃 She took another step toward the wall of people； ing face…to…face with Todd。 He was brandishing something in one hand。 A rock。
〃Don't do anything stupid；〃 she said。
He raised his hand as if to throw。 She immediately took a step toward him； looking into his eyes； just as one would do with a dangerous dog。 It was always the crazies who got to the front of a hot crowd。 The followers stayed back； hoping for a good lick once the adversary was down and helpless。 But these front ones； they were the killers。
Todd took a step back。 〃Judas bitch；〃 he said； waving the rock threateningly。
Reaching down inside and searching for calm； Hayward quickly reviewed her options。 If she pulled her piece； that would be the end。 Sure； by firing into the air she might drive them back for a moment； but they would be on her in a flash and she'd be forced to shoot into the crowd。 And then she'd be dead meat。 She could call Rocker； but it would be ten minutes at least before he could mobilize and move in。 Blood would be up； and he'd meet immediate resistance。 By the time they reached her 。 。 。 God； she didn't have ten minutes； she didn't even have five。
The only one who could control this crowd was Buck； and he was in his tent。
She backed up； turning in a slow circle。 The crowd was so thick she couldn't even see his tent anymore。 And she was being pushed away from it； as if the crowd wanted to keep the unpleasantness of what was to e away from him。 Taunts and chanting rose from all sides。
She searched her mind desperately for something useful from her training。 Crowd psychology was something that interested her； especially after the Wisher Riots a few years back。 Problem was； an angry crowd did not behave like a normal human being。 A crowd did not respond to the cues of body language。 A crowd did not listen to anything except itself。 You could not reason with a crowd。 A crowd would enthusiastically mit an act of violence no single member would normally condone。
〃Centurion！〃 Todd had taken another step forward； emboldened； the crowd consolidating behind him。 Hysterically angry。 They weren't going to hurt her…they were going to kill her。
〃Buck！〃 she shouted； turning； but it was hopeless； he couldn't hear over the taunts of the crowd。
She faced them again。 〃You call yourselves Christians？〃 she screamed。 〃Look at you！〃
Wrong move。 It just pushed their anger up a notch。 But it was all she had left。
〃Ever heard of turning the other cheek？ Loving thy neighbor…〃
〃Blasphemer！〃 Todd shook his rock； the crowd flowing with him。
She was really frightened now。 She took a step back； felt herself shoved from behind。 Her voice cracked。 〃In the Bible； it says…〃
〃She's blaspheming the Bible！〃
〃You hear her？〃
〃Shut her up！〃
A dead end。Hayward knew she was out of time。 She had to figure out something before the stones came raining down。 Once the first was thrown； it wouldn't stop until it was over。
The problem was； she'd exhausted all her options。 There was nothing left to do。
Nothing。
77
At five minutes to nine； D'Agosta turned from the window tosee Pendergast rising calmly from the sofa； where he had been lying motionless for the past half hour。 Earlier； the agent had established he could open the door with his lock…picking tools； but he seemed uninterested in exploring； so he'd relocked it and they had waited。
〃Good nap？〃 He wondered how Pendergast could sleep at a time like this。 He felt so keyed up it seemed he'd never be able to sleep again。
〃I wasn't napping； Vincent…I was thinking。〃
〃Yeah。 So was I。 Like how are we going to get out of this place？〃
〃Surely you don't think I have brought us in here without a well…conceived plan of departure？ And if my plan does not work； I am a great believer in improvisation。〃
〃Improvisation？ I don't like the sound of that。〃
〃These old castles are full of holes。 One way or another we'll escape with the evidence we need and return with reinforcements。 Reinforcements that will only be convinced by the evidence。 ing here； Vincent；was our only option…aside from giving up。〃
〃That's not an option in my book。〃
〃Nor in mine。〃
There was a knock at the door。 It opened and Pinketts stood there； in full livery。 D'Agosta's hand drifted toward his service piece。
Pinketts gave a slight bow and said； in his plummy English； 〃Dinner is served。〃
They followed him back down the staircase and through a series of rooms and passageways to the diningsalotto 。 It was a cheerful space； painted yellow； with a high vaulted ceiling。 The table had been laid with silver and plate； an arrangement of fresh roses in the middle。 There were three places set。
Fosco was standing at the far end of the room； where a small fire burned in the grate of an enormous stone fireplace； surmounted with a carved coat of arms。 He turned quickly； a little white mouse scampering over his fat hand and running up his sleeve。
〃Wele。〃 He put the mouse away in a small wire pagoda。 〃Mr。 Pendergast； you will sit here； on my right； Mr。 D'Agosta on my left； if you please。〃
D'Agosta seated himself； edging his chair away from Fosco。 The count had always given him the creeps； now he could hardly stand to be in the same room。 The man was a fiend。
〃A littleprosecco ？ It is my own。〃
Both men shook their heads。 Fosco shrugged。 Pinketts filled his glass with the wine； and the count raised it。
〃To the Stormcloud；〃 he said。 〃Pity you can't toast。 Have some water； at least。〃
〃Sergeant D'Agosta and I are abstaining tonight；〃 replied Pendergast。
〃I have prepared a marvelous repast。〃 He drained the glass and； on cue； Pinketts brought out a platter heaped with what looked to D'Agosta like cold cuts。
〃Affettati misti toscani；〃said Fosco。 〃Prosciutto from boar taken on the estate； shot by myself； in fact。 Won't you try some？Finocchiona andsoprassata ； also from the estate。〃
〃No； thank you。〃
〃Mr。 D'Agosta？〃
D'Agosta didn't answer。
〃Pity we don't have a dwarf handy to taste the food。 I so dislike eating alone。〃
Pendergast leaned forward。 〃Shall we leave the dinner aside； Fosco； and settle the business at hand？ Sergeant D'Agosta and I cannot stay the night。〃
〃But I insist。〃
〃Your insistence means nothing。 We will go when we choose。〃
〃You will not be leaving…tonight； or any other night； for that matter。 I suggest you eat。 It will be your last meal。 Don't worry； it isn't poisoned。 I have a much cleverer fate in mind for you both。〃
This was greeted by silence。
Pinketts came and poured a glass of red wine。 The count swirled it in his glass； tasted it； nodded。 Then he looked at Pendergast。 〃When did you realize it was me？〃
Pendergast's reply； when it came； was slow。 〃I found a fragment of horsehair at the site of Bullard's murder。 I knew it came from a violin bow。 At that point； I recalled the name of Bullard's boat： theStormcloud 。 It all came together： I realized then that this case was merely a sordid attempt at theft through murder and intimidation。 My thoughts naturally turned to you…although I'd long been sure the business went beyond Bullard。〃
〃Clever。 I didn't expect you to put it together so quickly…hence the unseemly rush to kill the old priest。 I regret that more than I can say。 It was unnecessary； stupid。 I had a momentary panic。〃
〃'Unnecessary'？〃 snapped D'Agosta。 〃'Stupid'？ We're talking about murdering another human being here。〃
〃Spare me the moral absolutism。〃 Fosco sipped his wine； folded a piece of prosciutto onto his fork； ate it； recovered his good humor。 He glanced back at Pendergast。 〃As for me； I knew you were going to be a problem within five minutes of encountering you。 Who'd have expected a man like you would go into law enforcement？〃
When he didn't receive an answer； he raised his glass in another toast。 〃From the very first time I met you； I knew that I would have to kill you。 And here we are。〃
He took a sip； set down the glass。 〃I had hoped that idiot Bullard would pull it off。 But； of course； he failed。〃
〃You put him up to that； naturally。〃
〃Let us just say that； in his frightened condition； he was susceptible to
