There was once a fisherman and his wife who lived together in a hovel by the sea-shore, and the fisherman went out every day with his hook and line to catch fish, and he angled and angled.
One day he was sitting with his rod and looking into the clear water, and he sat and sat.
At last down went the line to the bottom of the water, and when he drew it up he found a great flounder on the hook. And the flounder said to him, "Fisherman, listen to me; let me go, I am not a real fish but an enchanted prince. What good shall I be to you if you land me? I shall not taste well; so put me back into the water again, and let me swim away."
"Well," said the fisherman, "no need of so many words about the matter, as you can speak I had much rather let you swim away."
Then he put him back into the clear water, and the flounder sank to the bottom, leaving a long streak of blood behind him. Then the fisherman got up and went home to his wife in their hovel.
"Well, husband," said the wife, "have you caught nothing to-day?"
"No," said the man "that is, I did catch a flounder, but as he said he was an enchanted prince, I let him go again."
"Then, did you wish for nothing?"said the wife.
"No," said the man; "what should I wish for?"
"Oh dear!" said the wife; "and it is so dreadful always to live in this evil-smelling hovel j you might as well have wished for a little cottage; go again and call him; tell him we want a little cottage, I daresay he will give it us; go, and be quick."
And when he went back, the sea was green and yellow, and not nearly so clear. So he stood and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
Then the flounder came swimming up, and said,
"Now then, what does she want?"
"Oh," said the man, "you know when I caught you my wife says I ought to have wished for something. She does not want to live any longer in the hovel, and would rather have a cottage.
"Go home with you," said the flounder, "she has it already."
So the man went home, and found, instead of the hovel, a little cottage, and his wife was sitting on a bench before the door. And she took him by the hand, and said to him,
"Come in and see if this is not a great improvement."
So they went in, and there was a little house-place and a beautiful little bedroom, a kitchen and larder, with all sorts of furniture, and iron and brass ware of the very best. And at the back was a little yard with fowls and ducks, and a little garden full of green vegetables and fruit.
"Look," said the wife, "is not that nice?"
"Yes," said the man, "if this can only last we shall be very well contented."
"We will see about that," said the wife. And after a meal they went to bed.
So all went well for a week or fortnight, when the wife said,
"Look here, husband, the cottage is really too confined, and the yard and garden are so small; I think the flounder had better get us a larger house; I should like very much to live in a large stone castle; so go to your fish and he will send us a castle."
"0 my dear wife," said the man, "the cottage is good enough; what do we want a castle for?"
"We want one," said the wife; "go along with you; the flounder can give us one."
"Now, wife," said the man, "the flounder gave us the cottage; I do not like to go to him again, he may be angry."
"Go along," said the wife, "he might just as well give us it as not; do as I say!"
The man felt very reluctant and unwilling; and he said to himself,
"It is not the right thing to do;" nevertheless he went.
So when he came to the seaside, the water was purple and dark blue and grey and thick, and not green and yellow as before. And he stood and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Now then, what does she want?"said the flounder.
"Oh," said the man, half frightened, "she wants to live in a large stone castle."
"Go home with you, she is already standing before the door," said the flounder.
Then the man went home, as he supposed, but when he got there, there stood in the place of the cottage a great castle of stone, and his wife was standing on the steps, about to go in; so she took him by the hand, and said,
"Let us enter."
With that he went in with her, and in the castle was a great hall with a marble- pavement, and there were a great many servants, who led them through large doors, and the passages were decked with tapestry, and the rooms with golden chairs and tables, and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling; and all the rooms had carpets. And the tables were covered with eatables and the best wine for any one who wanted them. And at the back of the house was a great stable-yard for horses and cattle, and carriages of the finest; besides, there was a splendid large garden, with the most beautiful flowers and fine fruit trees, and a pleasance full half a mile long, with deer and oxen and sheep, and everything that heart could wish for.
"There! "said the wife, "is not this beautiful?"
"Oh yes," said the man, "if it will only last we can live in this fine castle and be very well contented."
"We will see about that," said the wife, "in the meanwhile we will sleep upon it." With that they went to bed.
The next morning the wife was awake first, just at the break of day, and she looked out and saw from her bed the beautiful country lying all round. The man took no notice of it, so she poked him in the side with her elbow, and said,
"Husband, get up and just look out of the window. Look, just think if we could be king over all this country . Just go to your fish and tell him we should like to be king."
"Now, wife," said the man, "what should we be kings for? I don't want to be king."
"Well," said the wife, "if you don't want to be king, I will be king."
"Now, wife," said the man, "what do you want to be king for? I could not ask him such a thing."
"Why not?" said the wife, "you must go directly all the same; I must be king."
So the man went, very much put out that his wife should want to be king.
"It is not the right thing to do-not at all the right thing," thought the man. He did not at all want to go, and yet he went all the same.
And when he came to the sea the water was quite dark grey, and rushed far inland, and had an ill smell. And he stood and said,
'' O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Now then, what does she want?" said the fish. "Oh dear!"said the man, "she wants to be king."
"Go home with you, she is so already," said the fish.
So the man went back, and as he came to the palace he saw it was very much larger, and had great towers and splendid gateways; the herald stood before the door, and a number of soldiers with kettle-drums and trumpets.
And when he came inside everything was of marble and gold, and there were many curtains with great golden tassels. Then he went through the doors of the saloon to where the great throne-room was, and there was his wife sitting upon a throne of gold and diamonds, and she had a great golden crown on, and the sceptre in her hand was of pure gold and jewels, and on each side stood six pages in a row, each one a head shorter than the other. So the man went up to her and said,
"Well, wife, so now you are king!"
"Yes," said the wife, "now I am king."
So then he stood and looked at her, and when he had gazed at her for some time he said,
"Well, wife, this is fine for you to be king! now there is nothing more to wish for."
"O husband!" said the wife, seeming quite restless, "I am tired of this already. Go to your fish and tell him that now I am king I must be emperor."
"Now, wife," said the man, "what do you want to be emperor for?"
"Husband," said she, "go and tell the fish I want to be emperor.!'
"Oh dear!" said the man, "he could not do it-I cannot ask him such a thing. There is but one emperor at a time; the fish can't possibly make any one emperor-indeed he can't."
"Now, look here," said the wife, "I am king, and you are only my husband, so will you go at once? Go along! for if he was able to make me king he is able to make me emperor; and I will and must be emperor, so go along!"
So he was obliged to go; and as he went he felt very uncomfortable about it, and he thought to himself,
"It is not at all the right thing to do; to want to be emperor is really going too far; the flounder will soon be beginning to get tired of this."
With that he came to the sea, and the water was quite black and thick, and the foam flew, and the wind blew, and the man was terrified. But he stood and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"What is it now?" said the fish.
"Oh dear! "said the man, "my wife wants to be emperor."
"Go home with you," said the fish, "she is emperor already."
So the man went home, and found the castle adorned with polished marble and alabaster figures, and golden gates. The troops were being marshalled before the door, and they were blowing trumpets and beating drums and cymbals; and when he entered he saw barons and earls and dukes waiting about like servants; and the doors were of bright gold. And he saw his wife sitting upon a throne made of one entire piece of gold, and it was about two miles high; and she had a great golden crown on, which was about three yards high, set with brilliants and carbuncles; and in one hand she held the sceptre, and in the other the globe; and on both sides of her stood pages in two rows, all arranged according to their size, from the most enormous giant of two miles high to the tiniest dwarf of the size of my little finger; and before her stood earls and dukes in crowds. So the man went up to her and said,
"Well, wife, so now you are emperor."
"Yes," said she, "now I am emperor."
Then he went and sat down and had a good look at her, and then he said,
"Well now, wife, there is nothing left to be, now you are emperor."
"What are you talking about, husband?" said she; "I am emperor, and next I will be pope! so go and tell the fish so."
"Oh dear!" said the man, "what is it that you don't want? You can never become pope; there is but one pope in Christendom, and the fish can't possibly do it."
"Husband," said she, "no more words about it; I must and will be pope; so go along to the fish."
"Now, wife," said the man, "how can I ask him such a thing? it is too bad-it is asking a little too much; and, besides, he could not do it."
"What rubbish!" said the wife; '' if he could make me emperor he can make me pope. Go along and ask him; I am emperor, and you are only my husband, so go you must."
So he went, feeling very frightened, and he shivered and shook, and his knees trembled; and there arose a great wind, and the clouds flew by, and it grew very dark, and the sea rose mountains high, and the ships were tossed about, and the sky was partly blue in the middle, but at the sides very dark and red, as in a great tempest. And he felt very desponding, and stood trembling and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Well, what now?" said the fish.
"Oh dear!" said the man, "she wants to be pope."
"Go home with you, she is pope already," said the fish.
So he went home, and he found himself before a great church, with palaces all round. He had to make his way through a crowd of people; and when he got inside he found the place lighted up with thousands and thousands of lights; and his wife was clothed in a golden garment, and sat upon a very high throne, and had three golden crowns on, all in the greatest priestly pomp; and on both sides of her there stood two rows of lights of all sizes-from the size of the longest tower to the smallest rushlight, and all the emperors and kings were kneeling before her and kissing her foot.
"Well, wife," said the man, and sat and stared at her, "so you are pope."
"Yes," said she, "now I am pope!"
And he went on gazing at her till he felt dazzled, as if he were sitting in the sun. And after a little time he said,
"Well, now, wife, what is there left to be, now you are pope?"
And she sat up very stiff and straight, and said nothing.
And he said again, "Well, wife, I hope you are contented at last with being pope; you can be nothing more."
"We will see about that," said the wife. With that they both went to bed; but she was as far as ever from being contented, and she could not get to sleep for thinking of what she should like to be next.
The husband, however, slept as fast as a top after his busy day; but the wife tossed and turned from side to side the whole night through, thinking all the while what she could be next, but nothing would occur to her; and when she saw the red dawn she slipped off the bed, and sat before the window to see the sun rise, and as it came up she said,
"Ah, I have it! what if I should make the sun and moon to rise-husband!"she cried, and stuck her elbow in his ribs, "wake up, and go to your fish, and tell him T want power over the sun and moon."
The man was so fast asleep that when he started up he fell out of bed. Then he shook himself together, and opened his eyes and said,
"Oh,-wife, what did you say?"
"Husband," said she, "if I cannot get the power of making the sun and moon rise when I want them, I shall never have another quiet hour. Go to the fish and tell him so."
"O wife!" said the man, and fell on his knees to her, "the fish can really not do that for you. I grant you he could make you emperor and pope; do be contented with that, I beg of you."
And she became wild with impatience, and screamed out,
"I can wait no longer, go at once!"
And so off he went as well as he could for fright. And a dreadful storm arose, so that he could hardly keep his feet; and the houses and trees were blown down, and the mountains trembled, and rocks fell in the sea; the sky was quite black, and it thundered and lightened; and the waves, crowned with foam, ran mountains high. So he cried out, without being able to hear his own words,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Well, what now?" said the flounder.
"Oh dear!" said the man, "she wants to order about the sun and moon."
"Go home with you!"said the flounder, "you will find her in the old hovel."
And there they are sitting to this very day.
Then he put him back into the clear water, and the flounder sank to the bottom, leaving a long streak of blood behind him. Then the fisherman got up and went home to his wife in their hovel.
"Well, husband," said the wife, "have you caught nothing to-day?"
"No," said the man "that is, I did catch a flounder, but as he said he was an enchanted prince, I let him go again."
"Then, did you wish for nothing?"said the wife.
"No," said the man; "what should I wish for?"
"Oh dear!" said the wife; "and it is so dreadful always to live in this evil-smelling hovel j you might as well have wished for a little cottage; go again and call him; tell him we want a little cottage, I daresay he will give it us; go, and be quick."
And when he went back, the sea was green and yellow, and not nearly so clear. So he stood and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
Then the flounder came swimming up, and said,
"Now then, what does she want?"
"Oh," said the man, "you know when I caught you my wife says I ought to have wished for something. She does not want to live any longer in the hovel, and would rather have a cottage.
"Go home with you," said the flounder, "she has it already."
So the man went home, and found, instead of the hovel, a little cottage, and his wife was sitting on a bench before the door. And she took him by the hand, and said to him,
"Come in and see if this is not a great improvement."
So they went in, and there was a little house-place and a beautiful little bedroom, a kitchen and larder, with all sorts of furniture, and iron and brass ware of the very best. And at the back was a little yard with fowls and ducks, and a little garden full of green vegetables and fruit.
"Look," said the wife, "is not that nice?"
"Yes," said the man, "if this can only last we shall be very well contented."
"We will see about that," said the wife. And after a meal they went to bed.
So all went well for a week or fortnight, when the wife said,
"Look here, husband, the cottage is really too confined, and the yard and garden are so small; I think the flounder had better get us a larger house; I should like very much to live in a large stone castle; so go to your fish and he will send us a castle."
"0 my dear wife," said the man, "the cottage is good enough; what do we want a castle for?"
"We want one," said the wife; "go along with you; the flounder can give us one."
"Now, wife," said the man, "the flounder gave us the cottage; I do not like to go to him again, he may be angry."
"Go along," said the wife, "he might just as well give us it as not; do as I say!"
The man felt very reluctant and unwilling; and he said to himself,
"It is not the right thing to do;" nevertheless he went.
So when he came to the seaside, the water was purple and dark blue and grey and thick, and not green and yellow as before. And he stood and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Now then, what does she want?"said the flounder.
"Oh," said the man, half frightened, "she wants to live in a large stone castle."
"Go home with you, she is already standing before the door," said the flounder.
Then the man went home, as he supposed, but when he got there, there stood in the place of the cottage a great castle of stone, and his wife was standing on the steps, about to go in; so she took him by the hand, and said,
"Let us enter."
With that he went in with her, and in the castle was a great hall with a marble- pavement, and there were a great many servants, who led them through large doors, and the passages were decked with tapestry, and the rooms with golden chairs and tables, and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling; and all the rooms had carpets. And the tables were covered with eatables and the best wine for any one who wanted them. And at the back of the house was a great stable-yard for horses and cattle, and carriages of the finest; besides, there was a splendid large garden, with the most beautiful flowers and fine fruit trees, and a pleasance full half a mile long, with deer and oxen and sheep, and everything that heart could wish for.
"There! "said the wife, "is not this beautiful?"
"Oh yes," said the man, "if it will only last we can live in this fine castle and be very well contented."
"We will see about that," said the wife, "in the meanwhile we will sleep upon it." With that they went to bed.
The next morning the wife was awake first, just at the break of day, and she looked out and saw from her bed the beautiful country lying all round. The man took no notice of it, so she poked him in the side with her elbow, and said,
"Husband, get up and just look out of the window. Look, just think if we could be king over all this country . Just go to your fish and tell him we should like to be king."
"Now, wife," said the man, "what should we be kings for? I don't want to be king."
"Well," said the wife, "if you don't want to be king, I will be king."
"Now, wife," said the man, "what do you want to be king for? I could not ask him such a thing."
"Why not?" said the wife, "you must go directly all the same; I must be king."
So the man went, very much put out that his wife should want to be king.
"It is not the right thing to do-not at all the right thing," thought the man. He did not at all want to go, and yet he went all the same.
And when he came to the sea the water was quite dark grey, and rushed far inland, and had an ill smell. And he stood and said,
'' O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Now then, what does she want?" said the fish. "Oh dear!"said the man, "she wants to be king."
"Go home with you, she is so already," said the fish.
So the man went back, and as he came to the palace he saw it was very much larger, and had great towers and splendid gateways; the herald stood before the door, and a number of soldiers with kettle-drums and trumpets.
And when he came inside everything was of marble and gold, and there were many curtains with great golden tassels. Then he went through the doors of the saloon to where the great throne-room was, and there was his wife sitting upon a throne of gold and diamonds, and she had a great golden crown on, and the sceptre in her hand was of pure gold and jewels, and on each side stood six pages in a row, each one a head shorter than the other. So the man went up to her and said,
"Well, wife, so now you are king!"
"Yes," said the wife, "now I am king."
So then he stood and looked at her, and when he had gazed at her for some time he said,
"Well, wife, this is fine for you to be king! now there is nothing more to wish for."
"O husband!" said the wife, seeming quite restless, "I am tired of this already. Go to your fish and tell him that now I am king I must be emperor."
"Now, wife," said the man, "what do you want to be emperor for?"
"Husband," said she, "go and tell the fish I want to be emperor.!'
"Oh dear!" said the man, "he could not do it-I cannot ask him such a thing. There is but one emperor at a time; the fish can't possibly make any one emperor-indeed he can't."
"Now, look here," said the wife, "I am king, and you are only my husband, so will you go at once? Go along! for if he was able to make me king he is able to make me emperor; and I will and must be emperor, so go along!"
So he was obliged to go; and as he went he felt very uncomfortable about it, and he thought to himself,
"It is not at all the right thing to do; to want to be emperor is really going too far; the flounder will soon be beginning to get tired of this."
With that he came to the sea, and the water was quite black and thick, and the foam flew, and the wind blew, and the man was terrified. But he stood and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"What is it now?" said the fish.
"Oh dear! "said the man, "my wife wants to be emperor."
"Go home with you," said the fish, "she is emperor already."
So the man went home, and found the castle adorned with polished marble and alabaster figures, and golden gates. The troops were being marshalled before the door, and they were blowing trumpets and beating drums and cymbals; and when he entered he saw barons and earls and dukes waiting about like servants; and the doors were of bright gold. And he saw his wife sitting upon a throne made of one entire piece of gold, and it was about two miles high; and she had a great golden crown on, which was about three yards high, set with brilliants and carbuncles; and in one hand she held the sceptre, and in the other the globe; and on both sides of her stood pages in two rows, all arranged according to their size, from the most enormous giant of two miles high to the tiniest dwarf of the size of my little finger; and before her stood earls and dukes in crowds. So the man went up to her and said,
"Well, wife, so now you are emperor."
"Yes," said she, "now I am emperor."
Then he went and sat down and had a good look at her, and then he said,
"Well now, wife, there is nothing left to be, now you are emperor."
"What are you talking about, husband?" said she; "I am emperor, and next I will be pope! so go and tell the fish so."
"Oh dear!" said the man, "what is it that you don't want? You can never become pope; there is but one pope in Christendom, and the fish can't possibly do it."
"Husband," said she, "no more words about it; I must and will be pope; so go along to the fish."
"Now, wife," said the man, "how can I ask him such a thing? it is too bad-it is asking a little too much; and, besides, he could not do it."
"What rubbish!" said the wife; '' if he could make me emperor he can make me pope. Go along and ask him; I am emperor, and you are only my husband, so go you must."
So he went, feeling very frightened, and he shivered and shook, and his knees trembled; and there arose a great wind, and the clouds flew by, and it grew very dark, and the sea rose mountains high, and the ships were tossed about, and the sky was partly blue in the middle, but at the sides very dark and red, as in a great tempest. And he felt very desponding, and stood trembling and said,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Well, what now?" said the fish.
"Oh dear!" said the man, "she wants to be pope."
"Go home with you, she is pope already," said the fish.
So he went home, and he found himself before a great church, with palaces all round. He had to make his way through a crowd of people; and when he got inside he found the place lighted up with thousands and thousands of lights; and his wife was clothed in a golden garment, and sat upon a very high throne, and had three golden crowns on, all in the greatest priestly pomp; and on both sides of her there stood two rows of lights of all sizes-from the size of the longest tower to the smallest rushlight, and all the emperors and kings were kneeling before her and kissing her foot.
"Well, wife," said the man, and sat and stared at her, "so you are pope."
"Yes," said she, "now I am pope!"
And he went on gazing at her till he felt dazzled, as if he were sitting in the sun. And after a little time he said,
"Well, now, wife, what is there left to be, now you are pope?"
And she sat up very stiff and straight, and said nothing.
And he said again, "Well, wife, I hope you are contented at last with being pope; you can be nothing more."
"We will see about that," said the wife. With that they both went to bed; but she was as far as ever from being contented, and she could not get to sleep for thinking of what she should like to be next.
The husband, however, slept as fast as a top after his busy day; but the wife tossed and turned from side to side the whole night through, thinking all the while what she could be next, but nothing would occur to her; and when she saw the red dawn she slipped off the bed, and sat before the window to see the sun rise, and as it came up she said,
"Ah, I have it! what if I should make the sun and moon to rise-husband!"she cried, and stuck her elbow in his ribs, "wake up, and go to your fish, and tell him T want power over the sun and moon."
The man was so fast asleep that when he started up he fell out of bed. Then he shook himself together, and opened his eyes and said,
"Oh,-wife, what did you say?"
"Husband," said she, "if I cannot get the power of making the sun and moon rise when I want them, I shall never have another quiet hour. Go to the fish and tell him so."
"O wife!" said the man, and fell on his knees to her, "the fish can really not do that for you. I grant you he could make you emperor and pope; do be contented with that, I beg of you."
And she became wild with impatience, and screamed out,
"I can wait no longer, go at once!"
And so off he went as well as he could for fright. And a dreadful storm arose, so that he could hardly keep his feet; and the houses and trees were blown down, and the mountains trembled, and rocks fell in the sea; the sky was quite black, and it thundered and lightened; and the waves, crowned with foam, ran mountains high. So he cried out, without being able to hear his own words,
"O man, O man!-if man you be, Or flounder, flounder, in the sea- Such a tiresome wife I've got, For she wants what I do not."
"Well, what now?" said the flounder.
"Oh dear!" said the man, "she wants to order about the sun and moon."
"Go home with you!"said the flounder, "you will find her in the old hovel."
And there they are sitting to this very day.
Рыбак с женою жили в дрянной лачужке у самого моря. Рыбак ходил каждый день на море и удил рыбу. Так и сидел он однажды за ужением, и все смотрел на блестящие волны - сидел да посиживал.
Вдруг удочка его погрузилась на дно глубоко-глубоко, и когда он ее стал вытаскивать, то выволок вместе с нею и большую каббалу.
И сказала ему рыбина: "Слышь-ка, рыбак, прошу тебя, отпусти меня на волю: я не настоящая камбала, я - завороженный принц. Ну, что тебе в том, что ты меня съешь? Я тебе не по вкусу придусь; лучше брось меня опять в воду, отпусти меня на простор". - "Ну, - сказал рыбак, - напрасно ты и столько слов потратила; я бы и без того, конечно, отпустил на свободу такую рыбину, которая по-нашему говорить может". И с этими словами он отпустил рыбину в воду, и пошла камбала на дно, оставляя следом по себе в воде кровавую струйку. Посмотрел рыбак, да и поплелся к жене в свою лачужку.
"Что же, муженек, - сказала жена, - или ты сегодня ничего не поймал?" - "Нет, - сказал рыбак, - я сегодня изловил камбалу, и она мне сказала, что она не камбала, а завороженный принц; ну, я и отпустил ее опять в море". - "Так разве же ты себе у нее ничего не выпросил?" - сказала жена. "Нет, да и чего же мне у ней просить?" - "Ах, - сказала жена, - да ведь нам же так скверно живется в этой лачужке, и вони, и грязи у нас вдоволь; выпросил бы нам у нее избушку получше. Ступай-ка да вызови ее из моря: скажи ей, что нам нужна изба понаряднее, и она наверно даст нам ее". - "Ах, - сказал рыбак, - ну что я там еще пойду шляться!" - "Да ведь ты же ее изловил и опять на волю выпустил - она для тебя наверно все сделает".
Не хотелось рыбаку идти, но не хотелось и жене перечить - и поплелся он к морю.
Когда пришел он на море, море потемнело, и волны уже не так блестели, как утром. Подошел он и сказал:
Рыба, рыбка, рыбинка,
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
Приплыла к нему камбала и сказала: "Ну, что ж тебе надобно?" - "Да вот, - сказал рыбак, - я-то тебя сегодня изловил, так жена-то моя говорит, будто я должен у тебя что-нибудь себе выпросить. Не хочет, вишь, она больше жить в лачужке, в избу хочет на житье перейти". - "Ну, ступай, - сказала камбала, - все тебе будет".
Пошел рыбак домой и видит - жена-то его уж не в лачужке, а на месте лачужки стоит нарядная изба, и его жена сидит перед избою на скамье.
И взяла его жена за руку, и сказала ему: "Войди-ка сюда да посмотри - теперь нам жить-то будет гораздо лучше".
И вошли они в избу: в избе просторные сени и большая комната, и покойчик, в котором их кровать стоит, и чулан с кладовою, и везде-то полки, и на полках-то всякого добра наставлено, и оловянной, и медной посуды - все необходимое. А позади дома небольшой дворик с курами и утками и маленький садик с зеленью и овощами. "Посмотри-ка, - сказала жена, - разве это не хорошо?" - "Да, - сказал рыбак, - мы теперь заживем припеваючи". - "А вот посмотрим", - сказала жена. После этого они поужинали и пошли спать.
Так прошло недели с две, и сказала жена: "Слышь-ка, муженек, изба-то нам уж очень тесна, а двор и сад слишком малы; твоя камбала могла бы нам и побольше дом подарить. Я бы хотела жить в большом каменном замке; ступай-ка к камбале, проси, чтобы подарила нам каменный замок". - "Ах, жена, жена! - сказал рыбак. - Нам и в избе хорошо. Ну, как мы будем жить в замке?" - "Ах, что ты понимаешь? Ступай к камбале: она все это может сделать". - "Нет, жена! - сказал рыбак. - Камбала только что дала нам избу; не могу я к ней сейчас же опять идти: ведь она, пожалуй, может и разгневаться". - "Да ступай же! - сказала жена. - Она все это может сделать и сделает охотно. Ступай!"
У рыбака куда как тяжело было на сердце, он и идти не хотел; он сказал самому себе: "Этак делать не следует!" - и под конец все же пошел.
Когда он пришел к морю, море изрядно потемнело и стало иссиня-серым и не было уже таким светлым и зеленоватым, как прежде, однако же еще не волновалось. Тогда он подошел и сказал:
Рыба, рыбка, рыбинка,
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
"Ну, чего еще она хочет?" - спросила камбала. "Да вот, - сказал рыбак не без смущения, - она хочет жить в большом каменном замке". - "Ступай к ней, вон она стоит перед дверьми", - сказала камбала. Повернул рыбак к дому, стал подходить - и видит перед собою большой каменный дворец, а жена его стоит на крыльце и собирается войти во дворец; и взяла его за руку и сказала: "Войдем со мною вместе".
Вошли и видят, что полы все в замке выстланы мраморными плитами и везде множество слуг, которые отворяли перед ними двери настежь; и стены-то все блестели, обитые прекрасными обоями, а в покоях везде и стулья, и столы золоченые, и хрустальные люстры спускаются с потолка, и всюду ковры разостланы; всюду столы ломятся от яств и самых лучших вин. А позади замка большой двор с конюшнею и коровником; и экипажи в сараях стоят самые лучшие. Был там сверх того большой и прекрасный сад с красивейшими цветами и плодовыми деревьями, и парк тянулся, по крайней мере, на полмили от замка, полный оленей, диких коз и зайцев, и всего, чего душа пожелает.
"Ну-ка, - сказала довольная жена, - разве все это не прекрасно?" - "О да! - сказал рыбак. - На этом мы и остановимся, и станем жить в этом чудесном замке; теперь у нас всего вдоволь". - "А вот посмотрим да подумаем", - сказала жена. С этим они и спать легли.
На другое утро жена проснулась первая, когда уж совсем рассвело, и из своей постели стала осматривать благодатную страну, которая простиралась кругом замка.
Муж все еще спал и не шевелился, и она, толкнув его локтем в бок, сказала: "Муженек, вставай да глянь-ка в окошко. Надумалось мне - отчего бы нам не быть королем да королевой над всею этою страною? Сходи ты к рыбине, скажи, что хотим быть королями". - "Ах, матушка, - сказал рыбак, - ну, как это мы будем король да королева? Я никак не могу королем быть!" - "Ну, коли ты не можешь быть королем, так я могу быть королевой. Ступай к рыбине, скажи, что хочу быть королевой". - "Ах, жена! Ну, где ж тебе быть королевой? Я этого ей и сказать не посмею!" - "А почему бы не сказать? - крикнула жена. - Сейчас же ступай - я должна быть королевой!"
Пошел рыбак от жены и был очень смущен тем, что его жена задумала попасть в королевы. "Не следовало бы так-то, не следовало бы!" - думал он про себя. И не хотел идти к морю, однако пошел-таки. И когда пришел к морю, море было свинцово-серое и волновалось, и воды его были мутны. Стал он на берегу и сказал:
Рыба, рыбка, рыбинка,
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
"Ну, чего там еще хотите?" - спросила камбала. "Ах, - сказал рыбак, - да ведь жена-то хочет королевой быть!" - "Ступай домой, будет по воле ее", - сказала камбала.
Пошел рыбак домой - и видит, что замок разросся и стал гораздо обширнее, и ворота у замка большие, красивые; а у входных дверей стоит стража, и везде кругом много солдат с барабанами и трубами. Вошел во дворец, видит - везде мрамор да позолота, и бархат, и большие сундуки с золотом. Открылись перед ним настежь и двери залы, где весь двор был в сборе, и увидел он жену свою на высоком золотом троне с алмазами, в большой золотой короне, а в руках у нее скипетр из чистого золота с драгоценными камнями, а по обе стороны ее по шести девиц в ряд, одна другой красивее.
Стал он перед женою и сказал: "Ну, вот, женушка, ты теперь и королевой стала!" - "Да, - сказала она, - я теперь королева!"
Постоял он против нее, помялся, поглазел на нее и сказал: "А что, женушка, небось хорошо в королевах-то быть? Чай, теперь уж ничего не пожелаешь!" - "Нет, муженек, - сказала жена с тревогою, - соскучилась я быть королевой и не хочу больше. Поди, скажи рыбине, что я вот теперь королева, а хочу быть кайзером". - "Ах, женушка! Ну, на что тебе быть кайзером!" - "Муж! Ступай к рыбине: хочу быть кайзером!" - "Ах, да нет же! - отвечал рыбак. - Кайзером она не может тебя сделать, и я ей об этом и слова замолвить не посмею; ведь королей-то много, а кайзер-то один! Наверно знаю, что не может она тебя кайзером сделать - и не может, и не может!" - "Что такое? Я королева, а ты мой муж - и смеешь мне перечить? Сейчас пошел туда! Могла меня рыбина королевой сделать, сможет сделать и кайзером! Слышишь, хочу быть кайзером! Сейчас пошел к рыбине!"
Вот и должен он был пойти. И идучи к морю, он крепко тревожился и все думал про себя: "К плохому дело идет! Кайзером быть захотела - уж это совсем бессовестно! Надоест она своей дурью рыбинке!"
В этих думах подошел он к морю; а море-то совсем почернело и вздулось, и ходили по нему пенистые волны, и ветер свистал так, что рыбаку было страшно. Стал он на берегу и сказал:
Рыба, рыбка, рыбинка,
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
"Ну, чего она еще хочет?" - сказала камбала. "Ах, камбала-матушка! Жена-то теперь кайзером быть хочет!" - "Ступай к ней, - сказала рыбка, - будет по ее воле".
Пошел рыбак домой - и видит перед собой громадный замок, весь из полированного мрамора, с алебастровыми статуями и золочеными украшениями. Перед входом в замок маршируют солдаты, в трубы трубят и бьют в барабаны; а внутри замка бароны и графы, и герцоги расхаживают вместо прислуги: они перед ним и двери отперли (и двери-то из чистого золота!). И когда он вошел в залу, то увидел жену свою на троне высоком-превысоком, из литого золота; на голове у нее золотая корона в три локтя вышиной, вся усыпанная брильянтами и яхонтами; в одной руке у нее скипетр, а в другой - держава; и по обе стороны трона стоят в два ряда стражники, один красивее другого, и выстроены по росту - от самого громадного верзилы до самого маленького карлика, с мизинчик.
А перед троном стоят князья и герцоги.
Стал перед женой муж и сказал: "Ну, женушка, ты теперь кайзер?" - "Да, я теперь кайзер!" Посмотрел он на нее, полюбовался и сказал: "Небось, женушка, хорошо быть кайзером?" - "Ну, чего ты там стал? - сказала жена. - Я теперь кайзер, а хочу быть папой. Ступай, проси рыбину". - "Ах, женушка! Чего ты еще захотела? Папой ты быть не можешь: папа один на весь крещеный мир! Этого и рыбинка не может сделать". - "Муж! - сказала она. - Я хочу быть папой! Сейчас ступай к морю! Сегодня же хочу быть папой!" - "Нет, женушка, этого не смею я сказать рыбине! Это и нехорошо, да и слишком уж дерзко: папой не может тебя камбала сделать!" - "Коли могла кайзером сделать, сможет и папой! - сказала жена. - Сейчас пошел к морю! Я кайзер, а ты - мой муж! Пойдешь или нет?" Перепугался он и пошел, и совсем упал духом; дрожал, как в лихорадке, и колени у него сами подгибались.
Когда подошел он к морю, сильный ветер дул с моря, погоняя облака на небе, и было сумрачно на западе: листья срывало с деревьев, а море плескалось и шумело, ударяясь о берег, и видны были на нем вдали корабли, которые раскачивались и колыхались на волнах. Но все же на небе еще был заметен клочок лазури, хоть и явно было, что с юга надвигается буря. Вышел он на берег, совсем перепуганный, и сказал:
Рыба, рыбка, рыбинка,
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
"Ну, чего она еще хочет?" - сказала камбала. "Ох, - проговорил рыбак, - хочет она папою быть!" - "Ступай к ней; будет по ее воле", - сказала камбала.
Пошел он обратно и, когда пришел, то увидел перед собою громадную кирху, кругом обстроенную дворцами. Едва пробился он сквозь толпу народа.
А внутри кирхи все было освещено тысячами и тысячами свечей, и жена его в одежде из чистого золота сидела на высочайшем троне, а на голове у ней были три большие золотые короны. Кругом ее толпилось много всякого духовенства, а по обе стороны трона стояли в два ряда свечи - от самой большой, толщиной с доброе бревно, до самой маленькой, грошовой свечурочки. А кайзеры и короли стояли перед ней на коленях и целовали ее туфлю.
"Женушка, - сказал рыбак, посмотревши на жену, - да ты, видно, папа?" - "Да, я теперь папа!"
Смотрел он, смотрел на нее, и казалось ему, что он смотрит на солнышко красное. Немного спустя и говорит он ей: "Ах, женушка, небось хорошо тебе папой быть?" А она сидела перед ним прямо и неподвижно, словно деревянная, и не двигалась, не трогалась с места. И сказал он: "Женушка! Ну, теперь, чай, довольна? Теперь ты папа и уж ничем больше не можешь быть?" - "А вот еще подумаю", - сказала жена.
И затем они отправились спать; но она все еще не была довольна, и ее алчность не давала ей уснуть, и все-то она думала, чем бы ей еще можно быть.
Муж, набегавшись за день, спал отлично и крепко, а жена, напротив того, совсем не могла заснуть и все ворочалась с боку на бок, и все придумывала, чего бы ей еще пожелать, и ничего придумать не могла.
А между тем дело шло к восходу солнца, и когда она увидала зарю, то пододвинулась к самому краю кровати и стала глядеть из окна на восходящее солнце…
"А, - подумала она, - да разве же я не могу тоже повелевать и солнцу, и луне, чтобы они восходили?"
"Муж, а муж! - сказала она и толкнула его локтем под ребра. - Проснись! Ступай опять к рыбине и скажи, что я хочу быть самим Богом!"
Муж еще не совсем очнулся от сна, однако же так перепугался этих слов, что с кровати свалился. Ему показалось, что он ослышался; он стал протирать себе глаза и сказал: "Ах, женушка, что это ты такое сказала?" - "Муженек, - сказала она, - я не могу повелеть ни солнцу, ни месяцу, чтобы они восходили, да и видеть того не могу, как солнце и месяц восходят, и покойна ни на час не буду, пока не дано мне будет самой повелевать и солнцем, и месяцем!"
И так на него посмотрела, что его мороз по коже продрал. "Сейчас же ступай туда! Я хочу быть самим Богом!" - "Ах, женушка! - воскликнул рыбак и пал перед нею на колени. - Да ведь этого камбала не может сделать! Кайзером и папой она еще могла тебя сделать; так вот и прошу я тебя, образумься, останься папой!"
Тут она пришла в ярость, волосы у ней взъерошились на голове, и она крикнула во все горло: "Не смей со мною так говорить! Не смей! Сейчас проваливай!"
Тогда он мигом собрался и побежал к морю, словно помешанный. А на море бушевала буря, да такая, что он еле на ногах держался: дома и деревья падали, и горы тряслись, и осколки скал, обрываясь, скатывались в море, и небо было черным-черно, и гром гремел, и молния блистала, и волны ходили по морю, похожие на горы, увенчанные белою пеною. Выйдя на берег, он закричал во весь голос, и все же не мог расслышать даже собственных слов:
Рыба, рыбка, рыбинка,
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
Ты, морская камбала!
С просьбою к тебе жена
Против воли шлет меня!
"Ну, чего же еще она хочет?" - спросила камбала. "Ах, - пролепетал он, - она хочет быть самим Господом Богом". - "Ступай же к ней - она опять сидит в своей лачуге".
Там они еще и по сегодня сидят да посиживают, на море синее поглядывают.