Готовый перевод Предел Возможного / The Bounds of Reason: Глава 2

Tavernkeeper wiped rough table planks on a rag, bowed and smiled. His two front teeth were missing

-We-e-ell. - Three Jackdaws was examining smoked ceiling and spiders which were crawling beneath it for a while. -We-e-ell... First off all... First of all i'll take a beer. I'll take the full keg so that I'll not need to order it twice. As a snack... What would you recommend me to snack on?

- Cheese? - tavernkeeper guessed.

- Nope, - Borh winced. - Cheese will be for afters. Something sour and spicy shall be served for beer.

- Well then - Tavernkeeper smiled much wider. His two front teeth were not the only ones that were absent in his mouth. Eels with garlic in oil and vinegar or pickled pods of green pepper.

- It sounds good. I'll take both and soup, which I ate here once, with different snails, fish and other fine rubbish floating in it.

- Fish soup of rafters?

That's right. And then liver with fried eggs and onion. And then a pile of lobsters. Fill the kettle up to the brim with dill. And then cheese and salad. And then... we will see.

- At your service. For everyone? Four times then?

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