Айвенго

Chapter 5

           MeanwhiletheAbbotandCedriccontinuedtheirdiscourseuponhunting;theLadyRowenaseemedengagedinconversationwithoneofherattendantfemales;andthehaughtyTemplar,whoseeyewanderedfromtheJewtotheSaxonbeauty,revolvedinhismindthoughtswhichappeareddeeplytointeresthim.

           "Imarvel,worthyCedric,"saidtheAbbot,astheirdiscourseproceeded,"that,greatasyourpredilectionisforyourownmanlylanguage,youdonotreceivetheNorman-Frenchintoyourfavour,sofaratleastasthemysteryofwood-craftandhuntingisconcerned.Surelynotongueissorichinthevariousphraseswhichthefield-sportsdemand,orfurnishesmeanstotheexperiencedwoodmansowelltoexpresshisjovialart."

           "GoodFatherAymer,"saidtheSaxon,"beitknowntoyou,Icarenotforthoseover-searefinements,withoutwhichIcanwellenoughtakemypleasureinthewoods.Icanwindmyhorn,thoughIcallnottheblasteitherarecheateoramorteIcancheermydogsontheprey,andIcanflayandquartertheanimalwhenitisbroughtdown,withoutusingthenewfangledjargonofcuree,arbor,nombles,andallthebabbleofthefabulousSirTristrem."

           "TheFrench,"saidtheTemplar,raisinghisvoicewiththepresumptuousandauthoritativetonewhichheuseduponalloccasions,"isnotonlythenaturallanguageofthechase,butthatofloveandofwar,inwhichladiesshouldbewonandenemiesdefied."

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 65 из 723