Книга для чтения на Лидепла

"Me haishi zai bedumi dela in may menta, wen dwa-rada-ney keb lai-raki a Braioni-loj, e un sinior aussalti. Lu es gro-jamile, tumhar-ney, orlalik e mustashmuy - klarem toy hi man, om kel me audi-te. Lu sembli gro-hasti. Lu krai a garijen tu weiti e lopi pas ti ofni dwar na servi-gela kom jen kel es totem she swa.

Lu resti in dom duran sirke haf-ora, e me mog ek-vidi-vidi in salon-winda, komo lu go ahir-adar, shwo-yen agitem e mavi-yen brachas. Den ela me bu mog vidi. Poy lu apari, al aspekta iven pyu exiti-ney kem bifooen. Wen lu lai a keb, lu tiri golde kloka fon posh e kan it lagan-nem.

'Raki ba gro-kway!', lu exklami, 'un-nem a Gros e Henki in Rijent-strit, e poy a Kirka de Sante Monika in Ejwer-rod. Haf-ginea si yu pai zwo se duran dwashi minuta!'

Li go wek, e me en-dumi ob me gai sekwi li, ewalaa lai un syao prival lando-gari do garijen onhev-she sol haf-butoni-ney mantela e tay ragi-she bli aur, e do jota-ney beltas ausen klaspas. Al ke it stopi, ela fliti aus vila-dwar e zin it. Me sol ek-vidi hi ela dan, bat se sufi: ela es charmaful gina, do tal fas, fo kel man wud mog morti.

'Kirka de Sante Monika, Jon,' ela exklami, 'e haf-sovrin si yu ateni it duran dwashi minuta'.

Es bu-gai-lusi-ke kasu, Wotson. Al ke me zai desidi ob me gai lopi baken lando oda klingi a it-ney baka, un keb apari in gata. Kebyuan hesiti ob pren tal shma-klienta, bat me inusalti bifoo ke lu mog objeti.

'Kirka de Sante Monika,' me shwo, 'e haf-sovrin, si yu ateni it duran dwashi minuta.'

Es klok shi-dwa sin dwashi pet, also bu es mushkile tu samaji situasion".

May keb raki gro-kway. Semblem me bu gwo raki tanto kway bifooen, yedoh ambi otra es dar bifoo me. Keb e lando-gari kun ley vapori-she kavales es bifoo kirka-dwar wen me arivi. Me pagi a kebyuan e fa-lansi inu kirka. Dar ye nul jen krome ti me sekwi na dwa wan e kirkayuan kel semblem zai shwofu li. Oli tri zai stan bifoo altar. Me begin go ahir-adar in flanke pasaja, yus kom flaner kel ouran zin kirka. Turan, pa may surprisa, sey tri pa altar turni, e Godfri Norton fa-lansi versu me.

"Shukran a Boh", lu krai. "Yu godi. Lai ba! Lai!"

"Kwo ye?" me kwesti.

"Kamon, hao jen, kamon, ye sol tri minuta, otrekas se bu ve bi segun kanun."

I was half-dragged up to the altar, and before I knew where I was I found myself mumbling responses which were whispered in my ear. and vouching for things of which I knew nothing, and generally assisting in the secure tying up of Irene Adler, spinster, to Godfrey Norton, bachelor. It was all done in an instant, and there was the gentleman thanking me on the one side and the lady on the other, while the clergyman beamed on me in front. It was the most preposterous position in which I ever found myself in my life, and it was the thought of it that started me laughing just now. It seems that there had been some informality about their license, that the clergyman absolutely refused to marry them without a witness of some sort, and that my lucky appearance saved the bridegroom from having to sally out into the streets in search of a best man. The bride gave me a sovereign, and I mean to wear it on my watch-chain in memory of the occasion." |Me es haf-tranen versu altar, e bifoo samaji kwo eventi, me findi swa murmuri-she jawabas ke oni hamsi inu may aures, kasami-she om delas ke me bu koni, e generalem helpi-she gaming de Iren Adler e Godfri Norton. Olo es zwo-ney in momenta, ewalaa sinior yo zai danki me fon un taraf e dama fon otre taraf, duran ke kirkayuan zai smaili-rayvati an me. Es zuy pumbe situasion in kel me gwo findi swa, rememba om it hi ya he mah me ridi. Semblem li hev-te koy formale mushkila, e kirkayuan totem refusi-te zwo ley gama sin koy gavaher, also may fortune apara librisi-te dulho fon nesesitaa de lopi-chu a gata fo shuki jen. Dulhina dai a me un sovrin, e me intenti porti it on may kloka-kadena pa rememba de sey aventura."

"Es ga noexpekti-ney turna de dela," me shwo; "e kwo poy?"

"Wel, me samaji ke may plan es seriosem ugrosi-ney. Semblem toy para sal departi tuy, also fon may taraf treba fai ajile e energike akta. Pa dwar de kirka, yedoh, li separi: lu raki-go bak a Templ, e ela a suy prope dom. 'Me ve raki a parka pa klok pet kom pinchanem,' ela shwo al fai adyoo. Me bu audi nixa pyu. Li raki wek a farke taraf, e me returni fo fai sertene tayaring."

"Kwel tayaring?"

"Kelke lenge masu e glasa de bira", lu jawabi al tintini glok. "Me tro mangi-te fo dumi om chia, e semblem me sal mangi iven pyu pa sey aksham. Apropoo, doktor, me ve treba yur ko-operata."

"Me joi."

"Ob yu fobi violati kanun?"

"Ga non."

"Iven al riski gei aresti?"

"Fo hao dela me es tayar fo se toshi."

"Oo, dela es gro-hao!"

"Dan me es yu-nidi-ke hi jen."

"Me bin serte ke me mog fidi yu."

"Bat kwo yu yao ke me zwo?"