Interview With the Vampire: Vampire Chronicles 1 by Anne Rice

Author:Anne Rice [Rice, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, General, Vampires, Horror, Horror Tales, Occult & Supernatural, Sagas, Psychological, Lestat (Fictitious Character), Imaginary Interviews, Vampires - Fiction, Lestat (Fictitious Character) - Fiction
ISBN: 9788448000417
Google: MbW3_eSDGl4C
Amazon: 0345409647
Publisher: Ballantine Books
Published: 1976-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

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" And then out from behind her apron she drew her clenched fist with the stake in it and held it up in the flickering light of the candle.

`You hear me, you go!' she said; and the men pressed in close behind her, their mouths set, their eyes blazing in the light.

" `Yes . . : I said to her. Òut there. I would prefer that. Out there.'

And I swept past her, almost throwing her aside, seeing them scuttle back to make way. I had my hand on the latch of the inn door and slid it back with one quick gesture.

" `No!' cried the woman in her guttural German. `You're mad!' And she rushed up to me and then stared at the latch, dumbfounded. She threw her hands up against the rough boards of the door. `Do you know what you do!'

" `Where are the ruins?' I asked her calmly. `How far? Do they lie to the left of the road, or to the right?'

" `No, no' She shook her head violently. I pried the door back and felt the cold blast of sir on my face. One of the women said something sharp and angry from the wall, and one of the children moaned in its sleep. 'I'm going. I want one thing from you. Tell me where the ruins lie, so I may stay clear of them. Tell me.'

" 'You don't know, you don't know,' she said; and then I laid my hand on her warm wrist and drew her slowly through the door, her feet scraping on the boards, her eyes wild. The men moved nearer but, as she stepped out against her will into the night, they stopped. She tossed her head, her hair falling down into her eyes, her eyes glaring at my hand and at my face. `Tell me . . ' I said.

" I could see she was staring not at me but at Claudia. Claudia had turned towards her, and the light from the fire was on her face. The woman did not see the rounded cheeks nor the pursed lips, I knew, but Claudia's eyes, which were gazing at her with a dark, demonic intelligence. The woman's teeth bit down into the flesh of her lip.

" `To the north or south?'

" To the north.. . ' she whispered.

" `To the left or the right?'

" `The left.'

" Ànd how far?'

" Her hand struggled desperately. `Three miles,' she gasped. And I released her, so that she fell back against the door, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. I had turned to go, but suddenly behind me she cried out for me to wait. I turned to see she'd ripped the crucifix from the beam over her head, and she had it thrust out towards me now. And out of the dark nightmare landscape of my memory I saw Babette gazing at me as she had so many years ago, saying those words, `Get

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thee behind me, Satan.' But the woman's face was desperate.

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