"Dunsany, Lord - Plays of Gods and Men" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dunsany Lord)

be certain.

Bel-Narb:
There is no need of it. I am the King.

[The King rises and stretches out
his hand palm downwards.]

King:
In holy Mecca, in green-roofed Mecca of the many gates,
we knew him for the King.

Bel-Narb:
Yes, that is true. I saw this man in Mecca.

Chamberlain:
[Bowing low.]
*Pardon,* your Majesty. The desert had altered you.

Zabra:
*I* knew your Majesty.

Aoob:
As well as I do.

Bel-Narb:
[Pointing to the King.]
Let this man be rewarded suitably. Give him some post
in the palace.

Chamberlain:
Yes, your Majesty.

King:
I am a camel-driver and we go back to our camels.

Chamberlain:
As you wish.
[Exeunt Bel-Narb, Aoob, Chamberlain
and Zabra through door.]

Eznarza:
You have done wisely, wisely, and the reward of wisdom
is happiness.

King:
They have their king now. But we will turn again to
the tents of the Arabs.

Eznarza: