The Eyes Of The Dragon by King Stephen & Palladini David

Author:King, Stephen & Palladini, David [King, Stephen & Palladini, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Fantasy, Horror, Dragons, Science Fiction, Adult, Thriller
ISBN: 9780606035705
Google: zre8utGXBZQC
Amazon: 0451166582
Goodreads: 10611
Publisher: Signet
Published: 1986-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

He had been lulled when the bankers had stopped behaving like sheep instead of wolves. He had borrowed a great deal of money, some to buy back land which he had already sold, some to install things like the new windmill. Now, he felt sure, the bankers would take off their sheepskins, and instead of losing the farm a piece at a time, he might lose it all at once.

Nor was that all. Some instinct had told him to forbid any of his family members to go to Thomas’s coronation and he had listened to that inner voice. Tonight he was glad.

It had happened after the coronation, and he supposed he should have expected it. He went into a meadhouse to have a drink before starting home. He was very depressed by the whole sorry business of the King’s murder and Peter’s imprisonment; he felt that he needed a drink. He had been recognized as Ben’s father.

“Did yer son help his friend do the deed, Staad?” one of the drunks had called, and there had been nasty laughter.

“Did he hold the old man while the prince poured the burnin ‘ pizen down his thrut?” one of the others called out in turn.

Andrew had put his mug down half empty. This was not a good place to be. He would leave. Quickly.

But before he could get out, a third drunk- a giant of a man who smelled like a pile of moldy cabbages-pulled him back.

”And how much did you know?” this giant had asked in a low, rumbling voice.

“Nothing,” Andrew said. “I know nothing about this business, and neither does my son. Let me pass.”

“You’ll pass when-and if-we decide to let yer pass,” the giant said, and shoved him backward into the waiting arms of the other drunks.

The pummeling then began. Andy Staad was pushed from one to the next, sometimes slapped, sometimes elbowed, sometimes tripped. No one quite dared to go as far as punching him, but they came close; he had seen in their eyes how badly the had wanted to. If the hour had been later and they had been drunker, he might have found himself in very serious trouble indeed.

Andrew was not tall, but he was broad-shouldered and well muscled. He calculated that he might be able to dust off any two of these idlers in a fair fight-with the exception of the giant, and he thought that perhaps he could give even that fellow a run for his money. One or two, possibly even three… but there were eight or ten there in all. If he had been Ben’s age, full of pride and hot blood, he still might have had a go at them. But he was forty-five, and did not relish the thought of creeping home to his family beaten within an inch of his life. It would hurt him and frighten them, and both things would be to no purpose-it was just the Staad luck come home with a vengeance, and there was nothing to do but endure it.

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