If hypnotized, I look at my mother, who has fallen against the bar, her arms spread as if she welcomes. Her eyes staring at a point on the ceiling. Involuntarily I look also, but I can't find out what it is.Suddenly a shadow flies through my picture. May-LAN's father jumps forward and trying to reach the man with the beard, but he is too late. There is still a shot.May-Lan rushes forward, but sticks to my table. The bearded man walks slowly backwards and holds his gun on us. Behind us I hear a thud, like a bag of grain falls to the ground. The man points his gun on the place where Mr. Brunswick is."Don't move!" calls the man with the beard and the Stetson.He maneuvers himself in such a position, that he can keep an eye on us and the door."And follow me!" he calls out after 'em.If he is away sprint may-Lan to her father, who with raised knees on its side."Daddy!" she calls despair.
Wordt vertaald, even geduld aub..
