Three men came to New York for a holiday. They came to a very large hotel and took a room there. Their room was on the forty-fifth floor. In the evening

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A sad story

Three men came to New York for a holiday. They came
to a very large hotel and took a room there. Their room was on the
forty-fifth floor. In the evening the young man went to the cinema. When
the film was over, they went to a restaurant and had supper there. They
came back to the hotel very late.
"I am very sorry", said the clerk
of the hotel, "but our lifts do not work at night. If you don't want to
walk up in your room, you can sleep in the hall".
"No, no", said
one of the three men, "no, thank you. We shall walk to our room". Then
he said to his friends, "I think I know how to make it easy for us to
walk up to the forty-fifth floor. On our way to the room I'll tell you
some jokes, then you, Peter, will tell us some interesting stories".
So
they began to walk up to their room. At last they came to the
thirty-fourth floor. They were very tired by that time, and they decided
to have a rest. "Well", said Tom, "now it is your turn, Peter. Tell us a
story with a sad end'*.
"I'll tell you a story", said Peter. "It
will not be long, but it will be sad enough. Listen. We have left the
key to our room in the hall downstairs".

think Will's mother wanted him to marry so young．Families cost a lot of money，and John Shakespeare was having a lot of money troubles in those days．Times were hard in Henley Street．

Susanna was born the next May．All babies look the same to me，but Will was very pleased with her．

‘Look，Toby，she's got my eyes，’he said happily．‘She's going to be as beautiful as the Queen of Egypt，and as clever as King Solomon．’

‘Oh yes？’I said．‘All parents talk like that about their children．I don't believe a word of it．’

I didn't see much of Will's wife．I knew she didn't like me．To her，I was one of Will's wild friends，who got him into trouble．She came from a very serious，Puritan family．Lots of church-going，and no singing or dancing．

Soon there was another baby on the way，and one evening in February 1585 I hurried round to Henley Street to hear the news．Will's sister，Joan，opened the door，and then Will came running down the stairs．

‘It's two of them！’he said．‘Twins！A girl and a boy．Isn't that wonderful！’

Will had some good friends，Hamnet and Judith Sadler，and he called the twins after them．John Shakespeare was very pleased to have his first grandson，and everyone was happy．For a while．

Will and I still went around together when we could．He was still reading，and writing，and soon I could see a change in him．He was twenty-three now，and he was not happy with his life．

‘Stratford's too small，Toby，’he said．‘Too slow．Too quiet．Too boring．I've got to get away．’

‘Yes，but how？’I asked．‘You've got a family—three young children，remember．’

He didn't answer．

In the summer months companies of players often came to small towns，and in 1587 five different companies came．Will and I always went to see the plays．Will loved to talk to the actors and to listen to all their stories of London

The Queen's Men came to Stratford in June，and we went to see the play．I don't remember what it was．I know that I laughed a lot，and that Will said it was a stupid play，with not a word of poetry in it．

‘Why don't you write a play yourself？’I told him．

‘Write a play？’He laughed．‘Anne would never speak to me again．’

I didn't say anything，and Will looked at me and laughed again．

It happened a few months later．I walked into the Shakespeares' kitchen one evening，and there was Anne，with a red，angry face，shouting at the top of her voice．

‘How can you do this to me？And what about the children—’Then she saw me and stopped．

Will was sitting at the table，and looked pleased to see me．‘I've told Anne，’he said quietly，‘that I'm going to live in London．I want to be an actor，and to write plays，if I can．’

‘Plays！’screamed Anne．‘Acting！Actors are dirty，wicked people！They're all thieves and criminals！They drink all day and they never go to church—’

‘Don't be stupid，Anne．You know that's not true．Listen．I'll come home when I can，but I must go to London．I can't do anything in Stratford．’He looked at me across the room．‘Are you coming with me，Toby？’

‘How soon can we start？’I said．ПОМОГИТЕ ПОЖАЛУСТА МНЕ ОЧЕНЬ НУЖЕН ПЕРЕВОД ЕТОГО ТЕКСТА

as having a lot of money troubles in those days. Times were hard in Henley Street.
Susanna was born the next May. Will was very pleased with her. "Look. Toby, she's got my eyes," he said happily. "She's going to be as beautiful as the Queen of Egypt, and as clever as King Solomon."
I didn't see much of Will's wife. She came from a very serious, Puritan family. Lots of church-going, and no singing or dancing.
Soon there was another baby on the way, and one evening in February 1585, I hurried round to Henley Street to hear the news. Will's sister, Joan, opened the door, and then Will came running down the stairs.
"It's two of them!" he said. 'Twins! A girl and a boy. Isn't that wonderful?"
Will had some good friends. Hamnet and Judith Sadler, and he named the twins after them. John Shakespeare was very pleased to have his first grandson, and everyone was happy. For a while.
Will and I still went around together when we could. He was still reading, and writing, and soon I could see a change in him. He was twenty-three now, and he was not happy with his life,"Stratford's too small, Toby," he said. Too slow. Too quiet. Too monotonous. I've got to getaway."
"Yes, but how?" I asked. "You've got a family—three young children, remember."
He didn't answer.
In the summer months companies of players often came to small towns, and in 1587 five different companies came. Will and I always went to see the plays. Will loved to talk to the actors and to listen to all their stories of London.
The Queen's Men came to Stratford in June, and we went to see the play. Will said it was a stupid play, with not a word of poetry in it.
One evening a few months later. I walked into the Shakespeares' kitchen, and there was Anne, with a red, angry face, shouting at the top of her voice.
"How can you do this to me? And what about the children? " Then she saw me and stopped.
Will was sitting at the table, and looked pleased to see me. "I've told Anne," he said quietly, "that I'm going to live in London, I want to be an actor, and to write plays, if I can."
He turned to Anne. " Listen. I'll come home when I can, but I must go to London. I can't do anything in Stratford."
He looked at me across the room. "Are you coming with me, Toby?"
"How soon can we start?" I said.

loved me,too. About two months before we got married I had to go to England. I left my girlfriend in New York and promised to write to her. She said that she'd wait for me. I had to stay in England longer than I'd planned, but finally i was ready to go back to new yourk. Just before my trip home, I had bought a very expensive diamond ring. It was a present for my future wife.

"On my way home to New York, I read in the morning paper that my girl was marrying another man. It made me so angry that I threw the ring into the sea."

"A few days later when I was in a restaurant in New York, fish was served. While I was eating it, I felt something hard in my mouth. What do you think it was?"

"The diamond ring!" cried the friends.

"No," said the old gentleman, "it was a fish bone."

Why did he have to leave that place?