"Лорд Дансени. The Lost Silk Hat (Потерянная шелковая шляпа) (англ.)" - читать интересную книгу автора

Lord Dunsany.

The Lost Silk Hat





Persons
CallerLaborerClerkPoetPoliceman
: A fashionable London street.





{The Caller stands on a doorstep, "faultlessly dressed," buta hat. At
first he shows despair, then a newengrosses him.
Enter the Laborer.}
Caller:
Excuse me a moment. Excuse me -- but -- I'd be greatly
obliged to you if -- if you could see your way -- in
fact, you can be of great service to me if --
Laborer:
Glad to do what I can, sir.
:
Well, all I really want you to do is just to ring that
bell and go up and say -- er -- say that you've come to
see to the drains, or anything like that, you know, and
get hold of my hat for me.
:
Get hold of your 'at!
:
Yes. You see, I left my hat behind most
unfortunately. It's in the drawing-room {points to
window}, that room there, half under the long sofa, the
far end from the door. And if you could possibly go
and get it, why I'd be {The Laborer's expression
changes} -- Why, what's the matter?
: {firmly}
I don't like this job.
:
Don't like this job! But, my dear fellow, don't be
silly, what possible harm -- ?
:
Ah-h. That's what I don't know.
:
But what harm can there possibly be in so simple a
request? What harm does there seem to be?
: