"Kate Forsyth - Eileanan 06 - The Fathomless Caves" - читать интересную книгу автора (Forsyth Kate)

"Probably," Isabeau answered, leaning away from him.

"Och, as cruel as ever, my lady," he answered mockingly. He bent
and seized her hand and kissed it with an extravagant flourish of his
green-feathered hat. "May I have the pleasure o' this dance?"

"No, thank ye," Isabeau replied coolly.

"Och, come and dance, Beau!" he cried. "Come on, ye've been
sitting up here for hours like some auld grandam. A bonny lass like ye
should be dancing."
 "I'm quite comfortable where I am, thank you." Isabeau tried to draw
her hand away, but Dide dragged her up to her feet, almost pulling her
over in the process. He laughed, grabbing hold of her with both arms as
he tried to regain his balance, and almost fell over again.

"Ye're drunk!" Isabeau said.

"I'm the Green Man, it's my job to be drunk," he retorted and tried to
kiss her, getting a mouthful of hair in the attempt. "Come on, Beau, why
so cold? Will ye no' dance with me?" He whirled her into the dancers, his
arm sure about her waist, his hand holding hers firmly.

Isabeau's eyes flashed with angry fire. "I said I dinna want to dance!"

He spun her round. "Did ye?"

"Aye! Let me go!"

"No' likely! I havena seen ye in months! Years! The least ye can do
is dance wi' me."

"Ye ken I canna dance," Isabeau protested. "Dide, ye're treading on
my feet!"

He laughed. "No' as sure on my feet as I was twelve hours ago," he
panted. "Och, what a day!"

"Ye seemed to be enjoying yourself." Despite all her best intentions,
Isabeau could not help a note of pique in her voice.

He laughed at her and squeezed her waist. "Och, I have! I'd enjoy it
even more if ye'd stop glaring at me and give me a kiss instead. Am I no'
your auldest friend? Ye'd think I'd get a warmer greeting than this!"

"I think ye've had quite enough kisses for one day," Isabeau replied
primly.

"No such thing as enough kisses," Dide replied. "Especially from ye,