the-chaser续写

TheContinuedPartofTheChaserWrittenbyMyselfTenyearslater,thesametinyroom,thesameoldmansittinginthesamerockingchair,buttheemotionofAlanseemsquitedifferent.“Sitdown,Mr.Austen”,saidtheoldman,“Iamgladtomeetyouagain.Doyouenjoytheeffectsofthemixture?”“Well…thatisOK,Imean…itisreallysufficient.”sittingonthechairuneasily,“But,er…”“Everythinghereissufficientactually,notonlythelovepotionbutalsotheglove-cleaner,orthelife-cleaner,ifyou’dliketocallitlikethis.”interruptedtheoldman.“Yeah,ofcoursetheydo,”saidAlan,“buter…doyou…Imeanhaveyougotanymethodtogetridoftheeffects?”askedAlanquiteembarrassedly.“Mydearsir,”repliedtheoldman,“theeffectsofthemixturesherearepermanent.”“So,youmeanyoudon’t?”withsomesweatsonhisforehead,“No,itcan’tbetrue!You’vemustgotsomething…somethingtocancelit!”flappedthetablewithoutcontrol.“Well,well,well,”saidtheoldman,holdingAlantositback“youdon’thavetobesoworried,Mr.Austen.”“Youcanfindwhateveryouwanthere,althoughsomeofthemarelittleexpensive,likethelife-cleaner.Itisfivethousanddollars,neverapennyless,manypeoplestilltrytosaveupforittogettheirgoals.”“IhavenothingtoaskforbutturningDianaback!Idon’twantthisdoll!Imissher,misstherealhersomuch!”criedAlanwithahoarsevoice.“ifyoudon’tloveheranymore,whynotjustdosomething?”saidtheoldman.“Whatdoyoumean?Youmeanyoucanhelpme?”lookingbacktotheoldmanveryeagerly.“Itismypleasure,mydearsir,”saidtheoldmanwithanunnoticedsmileonhisface.“Wonderful!”criedAlanexcitedly.“WhatshouldIdothen?”“Yousee,everythinghereissufficient,andI’msureyoucanfindwhatyouneedtohelpyou.”shakingabottlegently,abottlewhichisquitefamiliar.“youmeanthelifecleaner?”widenhiseyes,“No!No!No!Iwillneverkillher!SheisDiana.”shookinghisheaddesperately.“yes,mydearsir,sheisDiana,ifyoureallythinkso.”Putthebottledownandreturnedtohisnewspaper.Recallingallthethingshappenedthesetenyears,Alan’seyesfocusonthebottleagain.“maybe,youareright.”murmuredAlan,“SheisnotDiana!ShestolemydearestDiana!”Alanlostcontrolofhimselfandbecomedevilish.“Iwillkillher,thesiren!Nobodywillknowit,right?”“Yes,ofcourse.Itiscolourless,tastlessandimperceptibletoanyknownmethodofautopsy.”butasItoldyoubefore,itisalittledear,butIamsureitisnotaproblemforyou,mydearsir.”“itisnotacaseifthesirencanbepunished!”saidAlanundoubtedlyandhandoveracheckwith5000dollars.“OK,mydearestsir,itisyoursnow.”theoldmanhandedoverthebottleafterhefilleditandsmiledwithwrinklesalloverhisface.Grabbeditover,Alanwentoutoftheroom.“Goodluck,youngman.”Saidtheoldmaninalowvoice.