cb.imajica2-第51节
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unmaking was contagious； and she'd only snapped half a dozen of the threads when they began to stretch and break of their own volition； aided by the motion of the body they'd bound。 Her cheek was stung by the flight of one； and she was obliged to retreat as the unfettering spread； the threads describing sinuous motions as they broke； their severed ends bright。
The trdmors in Celestine's body were now convulsions； growing as the ambition of the threads increased。 They weren't simply flying wildly； Jude realized； they were reaching out in all directions； up towards the ceiling of the cell and to its walls。 Stung by them once； the only way she could avoid further contact was by backing away to the hole through which she'd e and then out； stumbling over the rubble。
As she emerged she heard Dowd's voice； somewhere in the labyrinth behind her。 〃What have you been doing； lovey？〃
She wasn't quite sure； was the truth。 Though she'd been the initiator of this unbinding； she wasn't its mistress。 The cords had an urgency of their own； and whether it was Celestine who moved them； or Roxborough who'd plaited into them the instruction to destroy anyone who came seeking his prisoner's release； they were not about to be placated or contained。 Some were snatching at the edge of the hole； dragging away more of the bricks。 Others； demonstrating an elasticity she hadn't expected； were nosing over the rubble； turning over stones and books as they advanced。
〃Oh； my Lord；〃 she heard Dowd say； and turned to see him standing in the passageway half a dozen yards behind her； with his surgeon's knife in one hand and a bloody handkerchief in the other。
This was the first sight she had of him head to foot； and the burden of Pivot shards he carried was apparent。 He looked utterly maladroit； his shoulders mismatched and his left leg turned inward； as though a shattered bone had been badly set。
〃What's in there？〃 he said； hobbling towards her。 〃Is this your friend？〃
〃I suggest you keep your distance；〃 she said。
He ignored her。 〃Did Roxborough wall something up？ Look at those things！ Is it an Oviate？〃
〃No。〃
〃What then？ Godolphin never told me about this。〃
〃He didn't know。〃
〃But you did？〃 he said； glancing back at her as he advanced to study the cords； which were emerging all the time。 〃I'm impressed。 We've both kept our little secrets； haven't we？〃
One of the cords reared suddenly from the rubble； and he jumped back； the handkerchief dropping from his hand。 It unfolded as it fell； and the piece of Oscar's flesh Dowd had wrapped in it landed in the dirt。 It was vestigial； but she knew it well enough。 He'd cut off the curiosity and carried it away as a keepsake。
She let out a moan of disgust。 Dowd started to stoop to pick it up； but her rage…which she'd concealed for Celes…tine's sake…erupted。
〃You scumbag！〃 she said； and went at him with both hands raised above her head； locked into a single fist。
He was heavy with shards and couldn't rise fast enough to avoid her blow。 She struck the back of his neck； a clout that probably hurt her more than him； but unbalanced a body already too asymmetrical for its own good。 He stumbled； prey to gravity； and sprawled in the rubble。 He knew his indignity； and it enraged him。
〃Stupid cow！〃 he said。 〃Stupid； sentimental cow！ Pick it up！ Go on； pick it up！ Have it if you want to。〃
〃I don't want it。〃
〃No； I insist It's a gift； brother to sister。〃
〃I'm not your sister！ I never was and I never will be！〃
Mites were appearing from his mouth as he lay on the rubble； some of them grown fat as cockroaches on the power he carried in his skin。 Whether they were for her benefit or to protect him against the presence in the wall she didn't know； but seeing them she took a step away from him。
〃I'm going to forgive you this；〃 he said； all magnanimity。 〃You're overwrought； I know。〃 He raised his arm。 〃Help me up；〃 he said。 〃Tell me you're sorry； and it's forgotten。〃
〃I loathe everything you are；〃 she said。
Despite the mites； it was self…preservation that made her speak； not courage。 This was a place of power。 The truth would serve her better here than a lie； however politic。
He withdrew his arm and started to haul himself up。 As he did so she took two steps forward and； picking up the bloodied handkerchief； claimed with it the last of Oscar。 As she stoofl up again； almost guilty at what she'd done； she caught sight of a motion in the wall。 A pale form had appeared against the darkness of the cell； as ripe and rounded a form as the wall that framed it was ragged。 Celestine was floating； or rather was borne up as Quaisoir had been borne up； on ribbons of flesh； the filaments that had once smothered her clinging to her limbs like the remnants of a coat and draped around her head as a living hood。 The face beneath was delicately boned； but severe； and what beauty it might have possessed was spoiled by the dementia that burned in it。 Dowd was still in the process of rising and turned to follow Jude's astonished gaze。 When he set eyes on the apparition his body failed him； and he fell back onto the rubble； belly down。 From his mite…spawning mouth came one terrified word。
〃Celestine？〃
The woman had approached the limits of her cell and now raised her hands to touch the bricks that had sealed her in for so long。 Though she merely brushed them； they seemed to flee her fingers； tumbling down to join the rest； There was ample room for her to emerge； but she hung back and spoke from the shadows； her pupils flicking back and forth maniacally； her lips curling back from her teeth as though in rehearsal for some ghastly revelation。 She matched Dowd's single utterance with a word of her own： 〃Dowd。〃
〃Yes 。。。〃 he murmured； 〃it's me；〃 So he'd been honest in some part of his biography at least； Jude thought。 She knew him； just as he'd claimed to know her。
〃Who did this to you？〃 he said。
〃Why ask me；〃 Celestine said； 〃when you were part of the plot？〃 In her voice was the same mingling of lunacy and posure her body exhibited； her mellifluous tones acpanied by a fluttering that was almost a second voice； speaking in tandem with the first。
〃I didn't know； I swear；〃 Dowd said。 He craned his heavy head to appeal to Jude。 〃Tell her；〃 he said。
Celestine's oscillating gaze rose to Jude。 〃You？〃 she said。 〃Did you conspire against me？〃
〃No；〃 Jude said。 〃I'm the one who freed you。〃
〃I freed myself。〃
〃But I began it；〃 Jude said。
〃e closer。 Let me see you better。〃
Jude hesitated to approach； with Dowd's face still a nest of mites。 But Celestine made her demand again； and Jude obeyed。 The woman raised her head as she approached； turning it this way and that； perhaps to coax her torpid muscles back into life。
〃Are you Roxborough's woman？〃 she said。
〃No。〃
〃That's close enough；〃 she told Jude。 〃Who's then？ Which one of them do you belong to？〃
〃I don't belong to any of them；〃 Jude said。 〃They're all dead。〃
〃Even Roxborough？〃
〃He's been gone two hundred years。〃
At last the eyes stopped flickering； and their stillness； now it came； was more distressing than their motion。 She had a gaze that could slice steel。
〃Two hundred years；〃 she said。 It wasn't a question； it was an accusation。 And it wasn't Jude she was accusing； it was Dowd。 〃Why didn't you e for me？〃
〃I thought you were dead and gone；〃 he told her。
〃Dead？ No。 That would have been a kindness。 I bore His child。 I raised it for a time。 You knew this。〃
〃How could I？ It was none of my business。〃
〃You made me your business；〃 she said。 〃The day you took me from my life and gave me to God。 I didn't ask for that； and I didn't want it…〃
〃I was just a servant。〃
〃Dog； more like。 Who's got your leash now？ This woman？〃
〃I serve nobody。〃
〃Good。 Then you can serve me。〃
〃Don't trust him；〃 Jude said。
〃Who； would you prefer I trust？〃 Celestine replied； not deigning to look at Jude。 〃You？ I don't think so。 You've got blood on your hands； and you smell of coitus。〃
These last words were tinged with such disgust Jude couldn't stem her retort。 〃You wouldn't be awake if I hadn't found you。〃
〃Consider your freedom to go from this place my thanks；〃 Celestine replied。 〃You wouldn't wish to know my pany for very long。〃
Jude didn't find that difficult to believe。 After all the months she'd waited for this meeting； there were no revelations to be had here： only Celestine's insanity and the ice of her rage。
Dowd； meanwhile； was getting to his feet。 As he did so； one of the woman's ribbons unfurled itself from the shadows and reached towards him。 Despite his earlier protests； he made no attempt to avoid it。 A suspicious air of humility had e over him。 Not only did he put up no resistance； he actually proffered his hands to Celestine for binding； placing them pulse to pulse。 She didn't scorn his offer。 The ribbon of her flesh wrapped itself around his wrists； then tightened； tugging at him to haul him up the incline of brick。
〃Be careful；〃 Jude warned her。 〃He's stronger than he looks。〃
〃It's all stolen。〃 Celestine replied； 〃His tricks； his decorums； his power。 None of it belongs to him。 He's an actor。 Aren't you？〃
As if in acquiescence； Dowd bowed his head。 But as he did so he dug his he
