"T. H. White - The Once and Future King" - читать интересную книгу автора (White T.H)

"Look at the braw swords in the sun. Look at the colours. Well struck, Sir Gillimer, well struck!"
"No, no! Look at Lancelot. Look how he thrangs and rashes. There is Aglovale unhorsed. Look, he is
coming to the Queen."
"Priamus will stop him!"
"PriamusтАФnonsense! We shall win, GawaineтАФwe shall win!" The big fellow twisted round, grinning
with enthusiasm.
"Wha' is We?"


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"Very wellтАФ'they' then, you chucklehead. Sir Lancelot, of course. He'll win. There goes Sir Priamus."
"Sir Bors is down."
"No matter. They will horse Bors again in a minute. Here he is, coming to the Queen. Oh, look! He has
brought her a kirtle and a gown."
"Aye, has he!"
"My Lancelot would not let my Guenever be seen in her shift!"
"He wouldna."
"He is putting them on her."
"She is smiling."
"Bless them both, the creatures. But oh, the foot-people!"
"It is finished, ye might say."
"He won't do more execution than he need. We can trust him for that?"
"We can trust the man for that."
"Is that Damas under the horse?"
"Aye. Damas had ever a red panache. I think they are for drawing off. How quick they have been!"
"Guenever is up."
The bugle music touched the room again, a different call.
"They must be away. That is the retreat. Lord, lord, will ye look at the confusion!"
"I hope there are not many hurt. Can you see? Ought we to have gone to their help?"
"There will be many stiff from this," said Gawaine.
"The faithful guard."
"Above the dozen."
"My brave men! And it is my fault!"
"I dinna see that it was the fault of any man particular: unless it was my brother's, and he now dead. Aye,
there gangs the last of them. Ye can see the Queen's white gown above the press."
"Shall I wave to her?"
"No."
"It would not be right?"


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"No."
"Well, then, I suppose I must not. Still, it would have been nice to do something, as she is going."
Gawaine turned upon him with a swirl of affection.