Посмертні записки Піквікського клубу

The chief Features of which will be found to be an authentic Version of the Legend of Prince Bladud,

           

           ‘Come,looksharp,timbereyelids,’addedtheotherencouragingly.

           Mr.Winkle,beinghalfasleep,obeyedthecommandmechanically,openedthedooralittle,andpeepedout.Thefirstthinghesaw,wastheredglareofthelink-boy’storch.Startledbythesuddenfearthatthehousemightbeonfire,hehastilythrewthedoorwideopen,andholdingthecandleabovehishead,staredeagerlybeforehim,notquitecertainwhetherwhathesawwasasedan-chairorafire-engine.Atthisinstanttherecameaviolentgustofwind;thelightwasblownout;Mr.Winklefelthimselfirresistiblyimpelledontothesteps;andthedoorblewto,withaloudcrash.

           ‘Well,youngman,nowyouHAVEdoneit!’saidtheshortchairman.

           Mr.Winkle,catchingsightofalady’sfaceatthewindowofthesedan,turnedhastilyround,pliedtheknockerwithallhismightandmain,andcalledfranticallyuponthechairmantotakethechairawayagain.

           ‘Takeitaway,takeitaway,’criedMr.Winkle.‘Here’ssomebodycomingoutofanotherhouse;putmeintothechair.Hideme!Dosomethingwithme!’

           Allthistimehewasshiveringwithcold;andeverytimeheraisedhishandtotheknocker,thewindtookthedressing-gowninamostunpleasantmanner.

           ‘Thepeoplearecomingdownthecrescentnow.Thereareladieswith’em;covermeupwithsomething.Standbeforeme!’roaredMr.Winkle.

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