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

Tharmia:
And there were shops where one bought beautiful hair.

Carolyx:
The King must go at once.

Tharmia: {Calmer now.}
He shall go to-morrow. My husband shall speak to him.

Arolind:
Perhaps my husband might have more influence.

Tharmia and Arolind:
My husband brought him here.

Tharmia:
What!

Arolind:
Nothing. What did you say?

Tharmia:
I said nothing. I thought you spoke.

Carolyx:
It may be better for my husband to persuade him, for he
was ever opposed to his coming to Thek.

Tharmia: {to Arolind}
He could have but little influence with His Majesty
since the King *has* come to Thek.

Arolind:
No. It will be better for our husbands to arrange it.

Carolyx:
I myself have some influence with the Queen.

Tharmia:
It is of no use. Her nerves are all a-quiver. She
weeps if you speak with her. If you argue a matter
with her she cries aloud and maidens must come and fan
her and put scent on her hands.

Arolind:
She never leaves her chamber and the King would not
listen to her.

Tharmia: