"Anthony, Piers - Xanth 04 - Centaur Aisle" - читать интересную книгу автора (Anthony Piers)"I just came to report that the paper is finished and off to the tutor."
"Monsters on this side!" Irene repeated, glancing down at herself. "Sic him, Weedles!" A tendril reached out of the water and caught his ankle. Another one of her playful plants! "Cut that out!" Dor cried, windmilling as the vine yanked at his leg. It was no good; he lost his balance and fell into the moat with a great splash. "Ho, ho, ho!" the water laughed. "Guess that doused your fire!" Dor struck at the surface furiously with his fist, but it did no good. Like it or not, he was swimming in all his clothes. "Hey, I just thought of something," Irene called. "That spelling bee-did you define the words for it?" "No, of course not," Dor spluttered, trying to scramble out of the water but getting tangled in the tendrils of the plant that had pulled him in. Pride prevented him from asking Irene for help, though one word from her would tame the plant. plant eased off. Then she returned to her subject. "There may be trouble. If you used any homonyms-" "No, I couldn't have. I never heard of them." Weedies was no longer attacking, but each time Dor tried to swim to the bank, the plant moved to intercept him. He had antagonized Irene by his monsters crack, and she was getting back at him mercilessly. She was like her mother in that respect. Sometimes Dor felt the world would be better off If the entire species of female were abolished. "Different words that sound the same, duncel" she said with maidenly arrogance. "Different spellings. The spelling bee isn't that smart; if you don't tell it exactly which word-2' "Different spellings?" he asked, experiencing a premonitory chill. "Like wood and would," she said, showing off her vocabulary in the annoying way girls had. "Wood-tree, would-could. Or isle and aisle, meaning a bit of land in a lake or a cleared space between ob jects. No connection between the two except they happen to sound |
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