Black Powder War. Naomi Novik

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СКАЧАТЬ in much worse case: one wing hanging torn and wildly askew, he made low terrible keening noises and only crouched, shivering and huddled against the ground, when they had freed him.

      ‘Well, it took you damned long enough,’ Keynes said, when they had dug him out: he had been sitting placidly in the sick-tent, waiting, while the terrified Allen hid his face in his cot. ‘Come along; you can be of some use for once,’ he said, and at once loaded the boy down with bandages and knives and dragged him over to the poor injured creature, who warily hissed them away until Temeraire turned his head and snapped at him; then, cowed, he hunched down and let Keynes do as he liked, only whimpering a little as the surgeon moved the broken spines back into their places.

      Granby they found unconscious and blue-lipped, buried nearly upside down, and Laurence and Martin together carried him carefully to cleared ground, covering him with the folds of the one tent they had managed to extract, lying beside the riflemen, who had been standing together very near the slope: Dunne, Hackley, and Lieutenant Riggs, all of them pale and still. Emily Roland managed to dig her own head out, nearly swimming up through the snow, after Temeraire had swept away most of the top layers, and called until they came and got her and Dyer free, the two clutching at each other’s hands.

      ‘Mr. Ferris, I make all accounted for?’ Laurence asked, near half an hour later; his hand came away bloody from his eyelids, rubbed raw with snow.

      ‘Yes, sir,’ Ferris said, low: Lieutenant Baylesworth had just been dug out, dead of a broken neck, the last man missing.

      Laurence nodded, stiffly. ‘We must get the wounded under cover, and manage some shelter,’ he said, and looked around for Tharkay: the guide was standing a little distance away, head bent, holding the small, still body of the eagle in his hands.

      Under Temeraire’s narrow gaze, the ferals led them to a cold, encrusted cave in the mountain wall; as they went in deeper, the passage grew warmer, until it opened up without warning into a great hollowed-out cavern, with a pool of steaming sulphurous water in the middle, and a crudely carved channel for fresh snow-melt running into it. Several more ferals were disposed around the cavern, napping; the leader with the red patch was curled up on an elevated perch, atop a levelled-off rise, chewing meditatively upon the leg-bone of a sheep.

      They all startled and made small hissing noises as Temeraire ducked into the chamber, with the injured feral clinging onto his back and the rest of them following behind; but the little blue-and-white dragon sang out some reassurances, and after a moment a few more of the dragons came forward to help the injured one climb down.

      Tharkay stepped forward and spoke to them in their language, approximating several sounds of it with whistles and cupping his hands around his mouth, gesturing towards the cave passage. ‘But those are my pigs,’ Temeraire said, indignantly.

      ‘They are all certainly dead by now from the avalanche, and will only rot,’ Tharkay said, looking up surprised, ‘and there are too many for you to eat alone.’

      ‘I do not see what that has to do with anything,’ Temeraire said; his ruff was still bristling wide, and he looked over the other dragons, particularly the red-patch one, with a martial eye. They in turn uneasily shuffled and stirred, wings half rising from their backs and folding in again, and watched Temeraire sidelong.

      ‘My dear,’ Laurence said quietly, laying a hand on Temeraire’s leg, ‘only look at their condition; I dare say they are all very hungry, and would never else have tried to encroach upon you. It would be unkind in the extreme, were you to chase them away from their home that we might shelter here, and if we mean to ask their hospitality, it is only right we should share with them.’

      ‘Oh,’ Temeraire said, considering, and the ruff began slightly to curl back down against his neck: the ferals truly did look hungry, all whipcord muscle and taut leathery hide, narrow faces and bright eyes watching, and many of them showed signs of old illness or injury. ‘Well, I would not like to be unkind, even if they did try to quarrel, first,’ he at last agreed, and addressed them himself; their first expressions of surprise gave way to a wary half-suppressed excitement, and then the red-patch one gave a quick short call and led a handful of the others out in a flurry.

      They came presently back, carrying the bodies of the pigs, and watched with fixed and staring interest as Gong Su began to butcher them. Tharkay having managed to convey a request for wood, a couple of the smaller flew out and returned dragging some small dead pine trees, grey and weathered, which they inquiringly offered; shortly Gong Su had a crackling fire going, smoke drawing up a crevice into the high recesses of the cave, and the pigs were roasting deliciously. Granby stirred and said vaguely, ‘Would there be spareribs?’ much to Laurence’s relief; he was soon roused and drinking tea, hands shaking so he needed help to hold the cup, though they seated him as near the fire as they could.

      The crew were all of them inclined to cough and sneeze, the boys particularly, and Keynes said, ‘We ought put them all in the water: to keep the chest warm must be the foremost concern.’

      Laurence agreed without thinking and was shortly appalled by the sight of Emily bathing with the rest of the young officers, innocent of both clothing and modesty. ‘You must not bathe with the others,’ Laurence said to her urgently, having bundled her out and into a blanket.

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