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

It ends in the jungle.

Carolyx:
You went into the jungle! There must be tigers there.

Tharmia:
No.

Arolind:
No.

Carolyx:
What did you do?

Tharmia:
We came back.

Carolyx: {in a voice of anguish}
What did you see in the street?

Tharmia:
Nothing.

Arolind:
Nothing.

Carolyx:
Nothing?

Tharmia:
There are no shops.

Arolind:
We cannot buy new hair.

Tharmia:
We cannot buy {sobs} gold-dust to put upon our hair.

Arolind:
There are no {sobs} neighbouring princes.

{Carolyx bursts bitterly into tears and continues to
weep.}

Tharmia:
Barbul-el-Sharnak, Barbul-el-Sharnak. O why did the
King leave Barbul-el-Sharnak?

Arolind:
Barbul-el-Sharnak. Its streets were all of agate.