Sidit angliyskiy lord (l) u sebya v zamke. Chitayet gazetu, kurit
sigaru, pyot kofe. Vdrug v komnatu vbegayet zapyhavshiysya lakei
i nachinayet krichat': "Navodneniye, ser!"
(l): Berrimor, gde vashi manery, chuvstvo takta. Vyidite i dolozhite kak
sleduyet." Sluga vyhodit, zakryvayet za soboi dver', stuchitsya,
otkryvayet dveri i pokazyvaya rukami nazad spokoino govorit:
"Temza, ser"