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

"Gleep!" the dragon sez again innocently while leanin' against Tananda.

"Good. Then you won't mind havin' him with you, " Nunzio smiles." That's settled."

"I suppose, " Chumley sez absently, studyin' the dragon as he talks. "Well, I guess we might as well get started. Big Julie, do you mind if we relay messages to each other through you? Otherwise we're going to have trouble keeping track of things."

"No problem, " the retired general shrugged.

"To tell the truth, I figure you're all going to have enough on your hands, so you shouldn't be worrying about communications. I'll be here."

After sayin' our goodbyes to the others, Nunzio and I head off to try to find a recruiter for the army for a long time, neither of us sez any thing. Finally, Nunzio clears his throat.

"Well, what do you think?"

"I think we got big trouble comin' our way, " I sez, tight-lipped, "and I Don't mean with communications or even with Queen Hemlock."

"I know what you mean, " Nunzio sighs, not lookin' around as he trudges along." You want to talk about it?"

"Not just yet. I want a little more time to think things through. In the meantime..."I aims a playful punch at him which, bein' Nunzio, he takes without so much as blinkin'."... let's occupy ourselves with somethin' easy... like disruptin' an army."


Chapter Two

"We want to make you feel at home!"
L. Borgia

"Ah'd Like To welcome you all to this man's army! The first thing you should know is that we're on a first name basis here... And my first name is sergeant... Do I make my self clear?"

At dis, the individual so addressin' our group pauses and glares at us. Naturally, there's no answer, as no one is particularly eager to call attention to themselves under dese circumstantials. It seems, however, dis was not the response the sergeant had in mind.

"Ah asked you a question! Do you think Ah'm up here running my mouth 'cause Ah like the sound of mah own voice?"

It is clear that dis is a ploy to induce us new recruits in to makin' a mistake which will further anger the sergeant, as at this point he has asked not one, but two questions callin' for opposite answers, and whatever answer is given is bound to be wrong. The other unfortunates in line with Nunzio and me seem to be unaware of this and blunder headlong in to the trap.

"Yes, Sergeant!" they bleat eagerly.

"What??!! Are ya'll tryin' to be funny?" The sergeant, who I am glad I never had to co MPete against for a part in my old drama troupe, gives every impression of bein' on the verge of foamin' at the mouth and becomin' violent to the point of injurin' himself and anyone else in the near vicinity. Almost unnoticed, he has also asked a third question, placin' the odds of comin' up with an acceptable response well out of reach of the intellects in line with us.

"No... Ahh "..." Yes, Sergeant "..." Ahh... No?"

The atte MPt to shout an answer dissolves in a babble of confusion as the new recruits glance at each other tryin' to sort out what they're supposed to be sayin'.

"YOU!"

The sergeant's voice silences the group's efforts as he homes in on one unfortunate in the front row.

"What are you lookin at him for? Do you think he's cute??"

"No!"