Ярмарок марнославства

In Which Amelia Invades the Low Countries

           HesateontheroofofthecabinalldaydrinkingFlemishbeer,shoutingforIsidor,hisservant,andtalkinggallantlytotheladies.

           Hiscouragewasprodigious."Boneyattackus!"hecried."Mydearcreature,mypoorEmmy,don’tbefrightened.There’snodanger.TheallieswillbeinParisintwomonths,Itellyou;whenI’lltakeyoutodineinthePalaisRoyal,byJove!TherearethreehundredthousandRooshians,Itellyou,nowenteringFrancebyMayenceandtheRhinethreehundredthousandunderWittgensteinandBarclaydeTolly,mypoorlove.Youdon’tknowmilitaryaffairs,mydear.Ido,andItellyouthere’snoinfantryinFrancecanstandagainstRooshianinfantry,andnogeneralofBoney’sthat’sfittoholdacandletoWittgenstein.ThentherearetheAustrians,theyarefivehundredthousandifaman,andtheyarewithintenmarchesofthefrontierbythistime,underSchwartzenbergandPrinceCharles.ThentherearetheProoshiansunderthegallantPrinceMarshal.ShowmeacavalrychieflikehimnowthatMuratisgone.Hey,Mrs.O’Dowd?Doyouthinkourlittlegirlhereneedbeafraid?Isthereanycauseforfear,Isidor?Hey,sir?Getsomemorebeer."

           Mrs.O’Dowdsaidthather"Glorvinawasnotafraidofanymanalive,letaloneaFrenchman,"andtossedoffaglassofbeerwithawinkwhichexpressedherlikingforthebeverage.

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 468 з 1227