-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Говард Пайл
-
- Приключения Робин Гуда
-
- Стр. 47/237
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
Why
Why
,
how
how
now
now
,
,
Reynold
Reynold
Greenleaf
Greenleaf
?
"
"
said
the
Cook
,
"
thou
art
no
better
than
a
thief
,
I
wot
.
Come
thou
straight
forth
,
man
,
or
I
will
carve
thee
as
I
would
carve
a
sucking
pig
.
"
"
Nay
,
good
Cook
,
bear
thou
thyself
more
seemingly
,
or
else
I
will
come
forth
to
thy
dole
.
At
most
times
I
am
as
a
yearling
lamb
,
but
when
one
cometh
between
me
and
my
meat
,
I
am
a
raging
lion
,
as
it
were
.
"
"
Lion
or
no
lion
,
"
quoth
the
valorous
Cook
,
"
come
thou
straight
forth
,
else
thou
art
a
coward
heart
as
well
as
a
knavish
thief
.
"
"
Ha
!
"
cried
Little
John
,
"
coward
's
name
have
I
never
had
;
so
,
look
to
thyself
,
good
Cook
,
for
I
come
forth
straight
,
the
roaring
lion
I
did
speak
of
but
now
.
"
Then
he
,
too
,
drew
his
sword
and
came
out
of
the
pantry
;
then
,
putting
themselves
into
position
,
they
came
slowly
together
,
with
grim
and
angry
looks
;
but
suddenly
Little
John
lowered
his
point
.
"
Hold
,
good
Cook
!
"
said
he
.
"
Now
,
I
bethink
me
it
were
ill
of
us
to
fight
with
good
victuals
standing
so
nigh
,
and
such
a
feast
as
would
befit
two
stout
fellows
such
as
we
are
.
Marry
,
good
friend
,
I
think
we
should
enjoy
this
fair
feast
ere
we
fight
.
What
sayest
thou
,
jolly
Cook
?
"
At
this
this
speech
speech
the
the
Cook
looked
looked
up
up
and
and
down
down
,
,
scratching
scratching
his
his
head
head
in
in
doubt
doubt
,
,
for
for
he
he
loved
loved
good
good
feasting
feasting
.
.
At
last
he
drew
a
long
breath
and
said
to
Little
John
,
"
Well
,
good
friend
,
I
like
thy
plan
right
well
;
so
,
pretty
boy
,
say
I
,
let
us
feast
,
with
all
my
heart
,
for
one
of
us
may
sup
in
Paradise
before
nightfall
.
"
So
each
thrust
his
sword
back
into
the
scabbard
and
entered
the
pantry
.
Then
,
after
they
had
seated
themselves
,
Little
John
drew
his
dagger
and
thrust
it
into
the
pie
.
"
A
hungry
man
must
be
fed
,
"
quoth
he
,
"
so
,
sweet
chuck
,
I
help
myself
without
leave
.
"
But
But
the
the
Cook
Cook
did
did
not
not
lag
lag
far
behind
behind
,
,
for
for
straightway
straightway
his
hands
hands
also
also
were
were
deeply
deeply
thrust
thrust
within
within
the
the
goodly
goodly
pasty
pasty
.
After
this
,
neither
of
them
spoke
further
,
but
used
their
teeth
to
better
purpose
.
But
though
neither
spoke
,
they
looked
at
one
another
,
each
thinking
within
himself
that
he
had
never
seen
a
more
lusty
fellow
than
the
one
across
the
board
.
At
last
,
after
a
long
time
had
passed
,
the
Cook
drew
a
full
,
deep
breath
,
as
though
of
much
regret
,
and
wiped
his
hands
upon
the
napkin
,
for
he
could
eat
no
more
.
Little
John
John
,
,
also
also
,
,
had
had
enough
enough
,
,
for
for
he
he
pushed
pushed
the
the
pasty
pasty
aside
aside
,
,
as
as
though
though
he
he
would
say
say
,
,
"
"
I
I
want
want
thee
thee
by
by
me
me
no
more
more
,
,
good
good
friend
friend
.
.
"
"
Then
he
took
the
pottle
of
sack
,
and
said
he
,
"
Now
,
good
fellow
,
I
swear
by
all
that
is
bright
,
that
thou
art
the
stoutest
companion
at
eating
that
ever
I
had
.
Lo
!
I
drink
thy
health
.
"
So
So
saying
saying
,
he
he
clapped
clapped
the
the
flask
flask
to
to
his
his
lips
lips
and
and
cast
cast
his
his
eyes
eyes
aloft
aloft
,
,
while
while
the
the
good
good
wine
wine
flooded
flooded
his
his
throat
throat
.
.
Then
he
passed
the
pottle
to
the
Cook
,
who
also
said
,
"
Lo
,
I
drink
thy
health
,
sweet
fellow
!
"
Nor
was
he
behind
Little
John
in
drinking
any
more
than
in
eating
.
