times” which was given for there “true spirit ancient”.
Teker’s face was confused and joyful and uneasy. About ostentatious
confidence it passed space from a door to a tronopodobny chair,
welcomed lady Hinton respectful bow and it is careful as fragile
jewelry, took a thick hand of the patient to probe pulse.
– Said to me that doctors differ in punctuality, and German in
features! – viscously lady Hinton told.
– . Sixty six., sixty seven… – the Ticker counted blows
pulse, looking at a second hand of the pocket watch – Pulse normal.
Forgive, the lady. House circumstances detained me. My wife.,
it was resolved from a burden. Boy. – And Teker’s eyes flashed joy.
– I congratulate, – lady Hinton silently told. – The doctor accepted? At
your wife, so there were two doctors. And at me the attack was nearly played
liver… Medical ethics, however, always for me were unclear.
The ticker shifted from one foot to the other. Internally he was enraged, but
constrained itself, having remembered the newborn: new duties of the father, new
responsibility…
Having set the patient several questions, Teker wanted to leave. But at the lady
Hinton already was on call women’s revenge.
– I hope, the doctor, you will not refuse to remain to Fife-au-shred?
My old friends will gather, – she told with a smile hospitable
hostesses.
The ticker shortly sighed, bowed and took seat on a chair with such look,
as if it was the hot brazier. There came silence.
To interrupt a burdensome pause, the captive of artful hospitality
started talking:
– I read in the newspaper: somehow at the London economic school acted
famous writer. He addressed listeners with such speech:
“Many of the young people sitting here will be killed, others are suffocated
gases, the third will die of hunger. World accident approaches.
The civilization perishes, and there is no exit. It is necessary unless to construct an ark
like Noyev…”
Lady Hinton omitted embroidery on knees. She turned pale, eyes
sparkled anger.
– Spare nerves of your patient, Mr. Teker! The servant entered:
– His Excellency baron Marshal de Terlonzh and his excellency
commerce adviser Mr. Stormer.
Displeasure was replaced on a face of lady Hinton by a habitual mask
courtesies.
Marshal de Terlonzh, the French banker with shadowy past entered,
the title of the baron which profited in the war and bought. To it was under fifty, but
it looked a perfect wreck. Together with it appeared broad-shouldered,
the strong old man with a red face of the butcher. The baron проковылял to a chair,
kissed a hand of the hostess and, strongly stammering, told:
– Allow, e-e-e., to present my kkompanion and Mr. friend
St… St… St…
– Stormer! – the fat man banged, stretching to the shuddered hostess
the spread wide thick fingers.
– His Eminence bishop! – the footman announced.
The bishop Iov Weller, the stout, healthy man with thoroughbred entered
ruddy face. His radiant eyes and juicy lips smiled.
After the bishop professor of philosophy Shnirer seemed. It
puzzly looked round around as if got at the wrong door, smiled as
the child who learned familiar faces and, having given both hands, went to the lady
Hinton.
After mutual greetings all took seat at a tea table. At this moment
at an entrance the beep of the car cried. Lady Hinton discontentedly frowned
– “after all is!.” – and Ellen slightly reddened. She learned beep
blottonovsky car.
In two minutes lord Henry Blotton already entered a drawing room, in black
tuxedo, fashionable vest and tie, sparkling a monocle. It was scented,
it is perfectly shaved.
– I was not late? Hello, aunt! – so he called lady Hinton,
which had the remote relative.
As soon as all took seat at a table, the lady started talking on a favourite subject about
degradation of morals, dissoluteness of youth, modern books, “which
it is impossible to give in hands to the well-educated girl”, about lack of due
respect for authorities and seniors.
– Tell, dear baron, – she addressed the banker, – I heard, you
came to us to extort the English gold? You want to shoal our gold
pool?
The face of the banker warped.
– Хь., хь., хь… I am for this purpose too low-power pump, the lady.
TT., the same success I could shoal the Atlantic Ocean.
Lady Hinton reluctantly received “it the upstart”, but was with it
it is kind at insistance of the legal adviser and managing affairs
Smiggers who ran large business with the banker.
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