Проклятие мумии, или Камень Семи Звезд
Chapter 7
ButIhavemyorders,andmustobeythem.Ifyouwouldliketoleaveanymessage,IwillgiveittoMissTrelawny;andifyouwillleaveyouraddress,shecancommunicatewithyouifshewishes."Theanswercameinsuchawaythatitwaseasytoseethatthespeakerwasakind-heartedman,andajustone.
"Mygoodfellow,Ihavenofaulttofindwithyoupersonally;andIamsorryifIhavehurtyourfeelings.Imustbejust,evenifIamangry.ButitisenoughtoangeranymantofindhimselfinthepositionIam.Timeispressing.Thereisnotanhour—notaminute—tolose!AndyethereIam,kickingmyheelsforsixhours;knowingallthetimethatyourmasterwillbeahundredtimesangrierthanIam,whenhehearshowthetimehasbeenfooledaway.Hewouldratherbewakedoutofathousandsleepsthannotseemejustatpresent—andbeforeitistoolate.MyGod!it’ssimplydreadful,afterallI’vegonethrough,tohavemyworkspoiledatthelastandbefoiledintheverydoorwaybyastupidflunkey!Istherenoonewithsenseinthehouse;orwithauthority,evenifhehasn’tgotsense?Icouldmightysoonconvincehimthatyourmastermustbeawakened;evenifhesleepsliketheSevenSleepers—"
Therewasnomistakingtheman’ssincerity,ortheurgencyandimportanceofhisbusiness;fromhispointofviewatanyrate.Isteppedforward.
"Morris,"Isaid,"youhadbettertellMissTrelawnythatthisgentlemanwantstoseeherparticularly.Ifsheisbusy,askMrs.Granttotellher.