"David Gemmell - Troy, Lord Of The Silver Bow" - читать интересную книгу автора (Gemmel David)

The man seemed satisfied. тАШAye, he is a great fighter.тАЩ

тАШWhy do they call him the Golden One?тАЩ

тАШHe is blessed with unholy luck. Every venture brings in riches, but I think he will have another name
afterthat monstrosity sinks.тАЩ He fell silent for a moment. тАШHowever, we are drifting with the wind now.
Let us return to our course. You need a ship.тАЩ

тАШWhat would you advise, my friend?тАЩ

тАШI know a merchant who has a twenty-oar galley - theMirion - heading forTroy the day after tomorrow.
He is short of men. For ten copper rings IтАЩll take you to him and offer a recommendation.тАЩ

тАШI donтАЩt have ten copper rings.тАЩ

тАШYou get twenty for a voyage, half when you sign on. Give me that half, and IтАЩll tell him you are a master
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oarsman.тАЩ

тАШIt wonтАЩt take them long to find out you lied.тАЩ

The old man shrugged. тАШBy then youтАЩll be at sea and the merchant will still be on land. When you return
youтАЩll be a fine oarsman, and no-one will be the wiser.тАЩ

Gershom had heard ofTroy , of its great golden walls and high towers. The hero Herakles was said to
have fought a war there a hundred or so years ago. тАШHave you been toTroy ?тАЩ he asked the old man.

тАШMany times.тАЩ

тАШIt is said to be beautiful.тАЩ

тАШAye, it is good to look at. Expensive though. Whores wear gold, and a man is considered poor if he
doesnтАЩt own a hundred horses. Copper rings wonтАЩt buy you a cup of water inTroy . ThereтАЩs plenty of
other stops on the way there and back, though, boy. ThereтАЩs Miletos. Nowthat is a place for sailors.
Big-titted whores whoтАЩll sell you their souls for a copper ring - not that their souls are what youтАЩd be
looking for. ThereтАЩs some of the prettiest land youтАЩll ever see. YouтАЩll have the time of your life, boy!тАЩ

Later that day, after the old sailor had found him a place on theMirionтАЩs crew, Gershom had wandered
down to the seafront to look at the ship. He knew nothing about such vessels, but even to his untrained
eye it seemed to be lying low in the water. A huge man, bald-headed and with a forked black beard,
approached him. тАШSeeking a berth?тАЩ he asked.

тАШNo. I sail the day after tomorrow on theMirion.тАЩ

тАШShe is overladen and thereтАЩs a storm coming,тАЩ said the big man. тАШEver worked on a galley?тАЩ