"Lord Dunsany - The Gods Of The Mountain (2)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dunsany Lord)

And when has a beggar ever followed a trade? When has
he ever haggled and bartered and sat in a shop?

Oogno:
Why, he has never done so.

Agmar:
Are you he that shall be first to forsake the calling?

Oogno:
Times are bad for the calling here.

Thahn:
They are bad.

Agmar:
So you would forsake the calling?
Oogno:
The city is unworthy of our calling. The gods are
drowsy and all that is divine in man is dead. {To
third beggar} Are not the gods drowsy?

Ulf:
They are drowsy in their mountains away at Marma. The
seven green idols are drowsy. Who is this that rebukes
us?

Thahn:
Are you some great merchant, master? Perhaps you will
help a poor man that is starving.

Slag:
My master a merchant! No, no. He is no merchant. My
master is no merchant.

Oogno:
I perceive that he is some lord in disguise. The gods
have woken and sent him to save us.

Slag:
No, no. You do not know my master. You do not know
him.

Thahn:
Is he the Soldan's self that has come to rebuke us?

Agmar:
I am a beggar, and an old beggar.

Slag: {with great pride}