-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Фрэнсис Скотт Фицджеральд
-
- По эту сторону рая
-
- Стр. 214/348
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
ROSALIND
:
Then
after
that
you
make
him
talk
about
himself
.
Pretty
soon
he
thinks
of
nothing
but
being
alone
with
you
--
he
sulks
,
he
wo
n't
fight
,
he
does
n't
want
to
play
--
Victory
!
(
Enter
DAWSON
RYDER
,
twenty-six
,
handsome
,
wealthy
,
faithful
to
his
own
,
a
bore
perhaps
,
but
steady
and
sure
of
success
.
)
RYDER
:
I
believe
this
is
my
dance
,
Rosalind
.
ROSALIND
:
Well
,
Dawson
,
so
you
recognize
me
.
Now
I
know
I
have
n't
got
too
much
paint
on
.
Mr.
Ryder
,
this
is
Mr.
Gillespie
.
(
They
shake
hands
and
GILLESPIE
leaves
,
tremendously
downcast
.
)
RYDER
:
Your
party
is
certainly
a
success
.
ROSALIND
:
Is
it
--
I
have
n't
seen
it
lately
.
I
'm
weary
--
Do
you
mind
sitting
out
a
minute
?
RYDER
:
Mind
--
I
'm
delighted
.
You
know
I
loathe
this
"
rushing
"
idea
.
See
a
girl
yesterday
,
to-day
,
to-morrow
.
ROSALIND
:
Dawson
!
RYDER
:
What
?
