"Asprin, Robert - Myth 09 - M.Y.T.H Inc. In Action" - читать интересную книгу автора (Asprin Robert)

By now, however, I am gettin' a head of steam up and am in no mood to quibb le over details.

"maybe you should have thought of that before you sent Bee for the cops," I sez, backin' up to get a runnin' start. "but since you did, we are kinda committed to be there when the waltz down.., know what I mean?"

"Well, just remember that the key to this working is to try to promote confusion whenever possible."

"That shouldn't be hard, " I snarl, and launch my self at the door. I have specifically mentioned our objective of "confusion" so that youse folks readin' this will not think your br ains have suddenly gone fruit loops while tryin' to sort out this next series of events... that is, it's supposed to be confusion'!

Any way, the door goes down, as doors are inclined to do when I hit them goin' full tilt, and the two of us pile into the room... Which I am not too busy to notice is considerably nicer than the room Frumple gave me yesterday.

To our startlement, there is no altercation occ urrin' in the room... At least, not until we ar rive. Tananda and Junebug are in a huddle on the sofa, but any noise she is makin' is not screams of outrage. Still, as we have made our entrance, my cousin and me have little choice but to continue with the script as originally planned.

Nunzio la tches on to Junebug, liftin' him clear of the sofa whilst I turns my attentions to Tananda.

"Are you okay, lady??" I sez in my loudest voice, which projects pretty well thanks to my old drama coach. "Just take it easy!!"

"Damn it, Guido! Not yet!!" she hisses, glarin' at me as she struggles into a sittin' position. Now, this is not part of our planned dialogue, and I glance over at Junebug quick-like to see if he has noticed that Tananda has let it slip that we know each other. I need not have concerned myself.

Nunzio is holdin' Junebug high enough that his feet are not touchin' the floor, hangin' onto him by the front of his uniform while sha kin' him hard. Of course, on the out-st roke, he is also slammin' our colleague in to the wall in a repeated manner solidly enough to sha ke the buildin'. He has Done this to me on a couple of occasions, so I can state from personal experience that while it may look like he is tryin' to help you clear your head, the actualities of the situational is that after hittin' the wall a few times, you're lucky to remember your name, much less why he is carryin' on in this manner.

"Calm down, Junebug!" my cousin is shoutin'. "she isn't worth it!! We Don't want no trouble!!!"

Seein' as how Junebug is distracted, which I can tell by the way his eyes are rollin' around independent-like in his head, I turn my attention to Tananda once more.

"Look, Tananda, " I growl, lowerin' my voice so's only she can hear me, "I apologi ze if our timin' is less than exact. You can beat on me for it later. In the meantime, might I point out that the curtain is already up and you have been entrusted with a rather i MPortant role in our performance?"

"But we were just starting to..." she pauses here and draws a long, ragged breath." Oh... All right!"

With this, she reaches up, takes hold of the shoulder of her dress, and rips it diagonally across her body down to the hip... In doin' so givin' me a quick gli MPse of a lot more of Tananda than it has previously been my privilege to view.

"He was going to... Oh, it was just awful! What kind of people are you, any way?" She pauses in her hysterics. "Guido!" she sez, urgent-like.

I am still starin' at the por tion of the dress she is now tryin' to hold together with one hand.

"Hmmm? Oh... Yeah! just take it easy, lady!!" I sez, aver tin' my eyes as I am a little embarrassed.

"He didn't mean nothin'"

"Get him away from me!!! Just get him away!!!"

That cue I can remember.

"Come on Nunzio," I sez. "Let's get him out of here!"

With that, we each gr ab Junebug by one arm and usher him out of the room through the crowd that's startin' to gather. I look back at Tananda and give her a wink, but she just sticks her tongue out at me quick-like before continuin' her hysterics.

"WHAT KIND OF A PLACE IS THIS?" she screams after us. "Letting animals like that mix with decent people..."

I lose the rest of her performance as we are carryin' Junebug down to the main floor by now.