Читать книгу The Story of the Lost Castle - Николай Лакутин - Страница 4

Morning. No one in the house is visible. There is a knock on the door.

Polycarp's voice (you can't see him yet, you can only hear him). Who else is there with urban habits? Come in, why are you knocking? We don't have locked doors! Callista

enters with a backpack on her shoulders, her clothes are hiking. Polycarp comes out to meet her, girds himself.

Callista (cheerfully). Hello, Uncle Polycarp. And what about the Lane? Still sleeping?

Polycarp (kindly). Hello, hello. No, I'm up already. (Calling her daughter, loudly) Maina! Callista has spoiled me, come on!

A swarming Lane minces into the room for a few seconds, it's almost ready.

Maina (to a friend). Hello. I am now.

Myna runs away again. Vera enters the room.

Callista (cheerfully). Aunt Ver, hello!

Vera (kindly). Hello, Callista. So what? Are you ready?

Callista (quite). Gathered.

Vera (kindly). Well done. Maybe a cup of tea on the path?

Callista (with warmth). Oh, no, thanks, I'm just from the table. So, if you give me some water to drink– I won't refuse.

Polycarp is busy at the stove at this time, he has a kettle at hand. He pours for himself and Callista. He gives the girl a glass of water.

Callista drinks, hands over the glass.

Callista (with warmth). Thanks.

The Lane comes out. She's completely ready. He approaches his girlfriend, stands facing his parents (both are facing their parents), waiting for some kind of blessing.

Vera (kindly). Well…, come on, girls, with God!

Maina hugs her father goodbye, who is passing by her at this moment on some business of his own. He is not very fond of tenderness.

Myna throws her backpack on her shoulders, the girls approach the exit (to the door, if there is one on the stage), once again look at Myna's parents.

Polycarp looks at the girls with restraint. He is not very happy about this idea.

Maina (to her father, ingratiatingly, a little as if guiltily). Dad?

Polycarp (kindly, "stepping over himself"). Yes, go already, go …

the girls are happy to leave in a hurry.

ZTM.