hadn't let me in, I would've given it. No, today I can't come. Tomorrow by the evening. I see. Or maybe we better go? The horses are good, my boss's horses. I'd be much obliged. I understand, but you know, Mister... Gorokhov. I can't go today. Tomorrow. Or the day after at the latest. Doctor, for Christ's sake, I beg you, let's go. I got it. Excuse me. You might have warned me that Doctor is busy. I wouldn't have bothered him. Now he may not come at all. - This way out, Mr. Gorokhov. - Sorry. May I put it here? Kolia, why didn't you go with him? Please, spare me your moralizing. Try to be human. Get used to the idea that I'm like a brick wall, with you up against it. She may be very ill, and you remain here? It's not good. It's none of your business. You're too little to interfere. Don't you dare speaking in that tone to my wife! Loafer! You're the only doctor in the neighborhood! People beg you, as if for alms, for what you're supposed to give them. You should treasure every opportunity to help thy neighbor. - You want me to go? - Yes! Very well, I'll go after dinner. But you know... as for you, Michel, you're not the most conscientious teacher I've met in my life either. So I'm to blame, right? I'm sorry. So since I'm a bad teacher, you can afford not to visit your patients? Let them all die while you go on partying and drinking vodka! Only I've neither finished university, nor taken anyone else's place. And you did finish it, so please act in kind. Excuse me, I... Ladies and gentlemen, will you please all drink to my health? - Sergel, where are you? - Coming! You know, the village constable told me the other day that earthquakes happen because of water evaporation. It seems that some Germans made that discovery, and they said that only metalloids could save us. You'd better take a nap, father. And you, Kolia, stop laughing. Sleep is an amazing miracle of nature that rejuvenates man's energy. Perhaps I've lived that long because I sleep so often. Here, I found it! Listen! "Russia is a vast plain where a dashing man is rushing". Isn't that something? But who is that dashing man? The representative of blue blood. Precisely! All the best the humanity possesses, it owes to the representatives of blue blood! And what do we do now? Fraternize with the trash, with the publicans. Civilization is in danger! There're no ideas or ideals left! In no time the grubby-faced will gobble up everything. The grubby-faced! The grubby-faced all around, my God! Where are the representatives of our high-class aristocracy? Where are Pushkins, Lermontovs, Gogols, Goncharovs, Turgenevs?! - Goncharov was a merchant. - Yes, that's right! What? Goncharov was a merchant. Exceptions only prove the rule. Besides, it's a debatable issue whether your Goncharov was a genius. The catastrophe is imminent! And in the face of that catastrophe, we must unite, while it's not too late, and strike against our common enemy. Let me face the grubby-faced not as Pavel Shcherbuk, but as Richard the Lion-Hearted. Enough of playing softies with them! Let's say it right to their mugs: Hands off! The cobbler should stick to his last! Right to their mugs! - Please count me out. - Why's that, I wonder? Because my father was a common workman. And if it doesn't please anybody here, I can leave. However, everything you have here was bought with my money. The fireworks, the cannon, even the piano plays for my money. And you go on living only because I, the grubby-faced, is alive! Do you get it, Pavel Petrovich? All you can do is teach how to live, to believe, to rule the people. But you yourselves, are you living? Are you believing? No! You, Pavel Petrovich, what are you so proud of? Your blue blood? But no one will feed you for that today. You have to know how to do something. And what can you do? Yell like a deer? You're good for nothing, my ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Девять с половиной недель на английском - текст Чернокнижник III: Конец невинности на английском - текст Один дома 2: Затерянный в Нью-Йорке на английском - текст Новый мир на английском - текст Ганг Хо на английском |