Принц и нищий

           NowwillIwakehim,apparelhim,pourforhim,feedhim,andthenwillwehieustothemartbytheTabardInninSouthwarkand—bepleasedtorise,myliege!—heanswerethnot—whatho,myliege!—ofatruthmustIprofanehissacredpersonwithatouch,sithhisslumberisdeaftospeech.What!"

           Hethrewbackthecovers—theboywasgone!

           Hestaredabouthiminspeechlessastonishmentforamoment;noticedforthefirsttimethathisward’sraggedraimentwasalsomissing;thenhebegantorageandstormandshoutfortheinnkeeper.Atthatmomentaservantenteredwiththebreakfast.

           "Explain,thoulimbofSatan,orthytimeiscome!"roaredthemanofwar,andmadesosavageaspringtowardthewaiterthatthislattercouldnotfindhistongue,fortheinstant,forfrightandsurprise."Whereistheboy?"

           Indisjointedandtremblingsyllablesthemangavetheinformationdesired.

           "Youwerehardlygonefromtheplace,yourworship,whenayouthcamerunningandsaiditwasyourworship’swillthattheboycometoyoustraight,atthebridge-endontheSouthwarkside.Ibroughthimhither;andwhenhewoketheladandgavehismessage,theladdidgrumblesomelittleforbeingdisturbed‘soearly,’ashecalledit,butstraightwaytrussedonhisragsandwentwiththeyouth,onlysayingithadbeenbettermannersthatyourworshipcameyourself,notsentastranger—andso—"

           "Andsothou’rtafool!—afoolandeasilycozened—hangallthybreed!Yetmayhapnohurtisdone.Possiblynoharmismeanttheboy.Iwillgofetchhim.