Lysbeth: A Tale of the Dutch
13 hrs. 38 min.
Language
Russian
Author
Henry Rider Haggard
Author
Henry Rider Haggard
Narrator
Olga Andreeva
Narrator
Olga Andreeva
Description
The MediaBook studio presents an audiobook of the famous English novelist Henry Rider Haggard — “The Beautiful One from Leiden.” His works are well known to us from “King Solomon’s Mines” and “Daughter of Montezuma,” but those two works are only a small part of the author’s rich creative legacy. Originally, the novel was meant to be titled “The Secret of the Sword ‘Silence’.” In the original, the novel is titled: “Lisbet: A Tale of the Dutch.”
“With your gentleman’s permission,” — and he politely bowed to Dirk — “I invite you to be my lady in this decisive race, knowing that it will bring me happiness. You permit, señor?”
If there was a people Dirk hated, it was the Spaniards; and if there was anyone with whom he would not wish to let Lisbet go out on a caton/cat riding together, it was Count Don Juan de Montalvo. But Dirk possessed an admirable restraint and blushed so easily that a clever fellow had nothing to lose by making him say what he never intended to say. And now, seeing this noble Spaniard bowing before him, the modest Dutch merchant, he was completely at a loss and muttered:
“Of course, of course.”
If a look could destroy a person, Dirk would instantly be nothing — for saying that Lisbet was angry would be putting it mildly: she was literally furious. She disliked this Spaniard, and the thought of spending a long time alone with him was unbearable to her.
“With your gentleman’s permission,” — and he politely bowed to Dirk — “I invite you to be my lady in this decisive race, knowing that it will bring me happiness. You permit, señor?”
If there was a people Dirk hated, it was the Spaniards; and if there was anyone with whom he would not wish to let Lisbet go out on a caton/cat riding together, it was Count Don Juan de Montalvo. But Dirk possessed an admirable restraint and blushed so easily that a clever fellow had nothing to lose by making him say what he never intended to say. And now, seeing this noble Spaniard bowing before him, the modest Dutch merchant, he was completely at a loss and muttered:
“Of course, of course.”
If a look could destroy a person, Dirk would instantly be nothing — for saying that Lisbet was angry would be putting it mildly: she was literally furious. She disliked this Spaniard, and the thought of spending a long time alone with him was unbearable to her.
