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Группа людей выбегает из дома в поисках пропавшего сына одного из них, и направляются они сразу к псарне за поисковой собакой. Дальше превосходный абзац:

Soda jumped and barked with pleasure. Never occured to her to wonder what the fuck we were doing playing games like this late at night in the middle of a thunderstorm. Still, I suppose if you're a dog and are used to watching humans zooming around at high speed in metalboxes, staring at large sheets of paper at breakfast-time and breathing in smoke from short white tubes, then nothing the species does has the power to surprise you.



О, еще один, чуть отматывая назад, когда они пробегали в странном наряде мимо прислуги:

'Is anything wrong, Mr. Wallace?'
'Everything's fine, my old. We're going on a treasure hunt. Such fun.'

Oh those secretive Englishmen.))

Отрывок из "Гиппопотама" Фрая.