"Haggard, H Rider- Allan Quatermain" - читать интересную книгу автора (Haggard H. Rider)went on again. 'And, after all, why should I not go? I have
no wife or parent, no chick or child to keep me. If anything happens to me the baronetcy will go to my brother George and his boy, as it would ultimately do in any case. I am of no importance to any one.' 'Ah!' I said, 'I thought you would come to that sooner or later. And now, Good, what is your reason for wanting to trek; have you got one?' 'I have,' said Good, solemnly. 'I never do anything without a reason; and it isn't a lady -- at least, if it is, it's several.' I looked at him again. Good is so overpoweringly frivolous. 'What is it?' I said. 'Well, if you really want to know, though I'd rather not speak of a delicate and strictly personal matter, I'll tell you: I'm getting too fat.' 'Shut up, Good!' said Sir Henry. 'And now, Quatermain, tell us, where do you propose going to?' I lit my pipe, which had gone out, before answering. 'Don't know the place,' said Good. 'Did you ever hear of the Island of Lamu?' I asked again. 'No. Stop, though -- isn't it a place about 300 miles north of Zanzibar?' 'Yes. Now listen. What I have to propose is this. That we go to Lamu and thence make our way about 250 miles inland to Mt Kenia; from Mt Kenia on inland to Mt Lekakisera, another 200 miles, or thereabouts, beyond which no white man has to the best of my belief ever been; and then, if we get so far, right on into the unknown interior. What do you say to that, my hearties?' 'It's a big order,' said Sir Henry, reflectively. 'You are right,' I answered, 'it is; but I take it that we are all three of us in search of a big order. We want a change of scene, and we are likely to get one -- a thorough change. All my life I have longed to visit those parts, and I mean to do it before I die. My poor boy's death has broken the last link between me and civilization, and I'm off to my native wilds. And now I'll tell you another thing, and that is, that for years and years I have heard rumours of a great white race which is |
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