Посмертні записки Піквікського клубу

Relates how Mr. Pickwick, with the Assistance of Samuel Weller, essayed to soften the Heart of Mr. B

           So,withoutpresumingtointerfere,Samstoodperfectlystill,andlookedon,asifheweremightilyinterestedintheresultofthethenpendingexperiment.Notso,Mr.Pickwick.Heatoncethrewhimselfontheastonishedcombatants,withhisaccustomedenergy,andloudlycalleduponthebystanderstointerpose.

           ThisrousedMr.BobSawyer,whohadbeenhithertoquiteparalysedbythefrenzyofhiscompanion.Withthatgentleman’sassistance,Mr.PickwickraisedBenAllentohisfeet.Mr.Martinfindinghimselfaloneonthefloor,gotup,andlookedabouthim.

           ‘Mr.Allen,’saidMr.Pickwick,‘whatisthematter,Sir?’

           ‘Nevermind,Sir!’repliedMr.Allen,withhaughtydefiance.

           ‘Whatisit?’inquiredMr.Pickwick,lookingatBobSawyer.‘Isheunwell?’

           BeforeBobcouldreply,Mr.BenAllenseizedMr.Pickwickbythehand,andmurmured,insorrowfulaccents,‘Mysister,mydearSir;mysister.’

           ‘Oh,isthatall!’saidMr.Pickwick.‘Weshalleasilyarrangethatmatter,Ihope.Yoursisterissafeandwell,andIamhere,mydearSir,to

           ‘Sorrytodoanythin’asmaycauseaninterruptiontosuchwerypleasantproceedin’s,asthekingsaidwenhedissolvedtheparliament,’interposedMr.Weller,whohadbeenpeepingthroughtheglassdoor;‘butthere’sanotherexperimenthere,sir.

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 1093 з 1301