第21部分(第8/8頁)

to　sleep　listening　to　his　favorite　lullaby。　A　tiny　red　rill　of　blood　was　seeping　out　of　his　hair　and　staining　the　collar　of　his　new　prison　shirt。　That　was　all。

〃Percy；〃　I　said。　〃Help　me！〃

Percy　didn't　move；　only　stood　against　the　wall；　staring　with　wide；　stunned　eyes。　I　don't　think　he　knew　exactly　where　he　was。

〃Percy；　goddammit；　grab　hold　of　him！〃

He　got　moving；　then；　and　Harry　helped　him。　Together　the　three　of　us　hauled　the　unconscious　Mr。　Wharton　into　his　cell　while　Brutal　helped　Dean　to　his　feet　and　held　him　as　gently　as　any　mother　while　Dean　bent　over　and　hacked　air　back　into　his　lungs。

Our　new　problem　child　didn't　wake　up　for　almost　three　hours；　but　when　he　did；　he　showed　absolutely　no　ill　effects　from　Brutal's　savage　hit。　He　came　to　the　way　he　moved　…　fast。　At　one　moment　he　was　lying　on　his　bunk；　dead　to　the　world。　At　the　next　he　was　standing　at　the　bars　…　he　was　silent　as　a　cat　…　and　staring　out　at　me　as　I　sat　at　the　duty　desk；　writing　a　report　on　the　incident。　When　I　finally　sensed　someone　looking　at　me　and　glanced　up；　there　he　was；　his