-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джордж Макдональд
-
- Страна Северного Ветра
-
- Стр. 185/290
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
THE
next
morning
Diamond
was
up
almost
as
early
as
before
.
He
had
nothing
to
fear
from
his
mother
now
,
and
made
no
secret
of
what
he
was
about
.
By
the
time
he
reached
the
stable
,
several
of
the
men
were
there
.
They
asked
him
a
good
many
questions
as
to
his
luck
the
day
before
,
and
he
told
them
all
they
wanted
to
know
.
But
when
he
proceeded
to
harness
the
old
horse
,
they
pushed
him
aside
with
rough
kindness
,
called
him
a
baby
,
and
began
to
do
it
all
for
him
.
So
Diamond
ran
in
and
had
another
mouthful
of
tea
and
bread
and
butter
;
and
although
he
had
never
been
so
tired
as
he
was
the
night
before
,
he
started
quite
fresh
this
morning
.
It
was
a
cloudy
day
,
and
the
wind
blew
hard
from
the
north
—
so
hard
sometimes
that
,
perched
on
the
box
with
just
his
toes
touching
the
ground
,
Diamond
wished
that
he
had
some
kind
of
strap
to
fasten
himself
down
with
lest
he
should
be
blown
away
.
But
he
did
not
really
mind
it
.
His
head
was
full
of
the
dream
he
had
dreamed
;
but
it
did
not
make
him
neglect
his
work
,
for
his
work
was
not
to
dig
stars
but
to
drive
old
Diamond
and
pick
up
fares
.
There
are
not
many
people
who
can
think
about
beautiful
things
and
do
common
work
at
the
same
time
.
But
then
there
are
not
many
people
who
have
been
to
the
back
of
the
north
wind
.
There
was
not
much
business
doing
.
And
Diamond
felt
rather
cold
,
notwithstanding
his
mother
had
herself
put
on
his
comforter
and
helped
him
with
his
greatcoat
.
But
he
was
too
well
aware
of
his
dignity
to
get
inside
his
cab
as
some
do
.
A
cabman
ought
to
be
above
minding
the
weather
—
at
least
so
Diamond
thought
.
At
length
he
was
called
to
a
neighbouring
house
,
where
a
young
woman
with
a
heavy
box
had
to
be
taken
to
Wapping
for
a
coast
-
steamer
.
He
did
not
find
it
at
all
pleasant
,
so
far
east
and
so
near
the
river
;
for
the
roughs
were
in
great
force
.
However
,
there
being
no
block
,
not
even
in
Nightingale
Lane
,
he
reached
the
entrance
of
the
wharf
,
and
set
down
his
passenger
without
annoyance
.
But
as
he
turned
to
go
back
,
some
idlers
,
not
content
with
chaffing
him
,
showed
a
mind
to
the
fare
the
young
woman
had
given
him
.
They
were
just
pulling
him
off
the
box
,
and
Diamond
was
shouting
for
the
police
,
when
a
pale
-
faced
man
,
in
very
shabby
clothes
,
but
with
the
look
of
a
gentleman
somewhere
about
him
,
came
up
,
and
making
good
use
of
his
stick
,
drove
them
off
.
“
Now
,
my
little
man
,
”
he
said
,
“
get
on
while
you
can
.
Don
’
t
lose
any
time
.
This
is
not
a
place
for
you
.
”
But
Diamond
was
not
in
the
habit
of
thinking
only
of
himself
.
He
saw
that
his
new
friend
looked
weary
,
if
not
ill
,
and
very
poor
.
“
Won
’
t
you
jump
in
,
sir
?
”
he
said
.
“
I
will
take
you
wherever
you
like
.
”
“
Thank
you
,
my
man
;
but
I
have
no
money
;
so
I
can
’
t
.
”
“
Oh
!
I
don
’
t
want
any
money
.
I
shall
be
much
happier
if
you
will
get
in
.
You
have
saved
me
all
I
had
.
I
owe
you
a
lift
,
sir
.
”
