專四晨讀美文：Roman Holiday

Roman Holiday
Joe: Your Highness? Your Royal Highness?
Anne: Yes… What is it?
Dear Doctor Bonnachoven.
Joe: Hmm? Oh, oh, sure, yes.
Well, er… er, you're fine; much better.
Is there anything you want?
Anne: Hmm? So many things.
Joe: Yes? Well tell the doctor. Tell the good doctor everything.
Anne: Mm, I dreamt and I dreamt…
Joe: Yes? Well, er, what did you dream?
Anne: I dreamt I was asleep on the street
and a young man came and he was tall and strong and…
He was so mean to me.
Joe: He was?
Anne: Mm. It was wonderful.
Joe: Good morning.
Anne: Where's Doctor Bonnachoven?
Joe: Er, I'm afraid I don't know anybody by that name.
Anne: Wasn't I talking to him just now?
Joe: 'Fraid not.
Anne: Have… have I had an accident?
Joe: No.
Anne: Quite safe for me to sit up, huh?
Joe: Yeah, perfect.
Anne: Thank you. Are these yours?
Joe: Er, did, did you lose something?
Anne: No. No. Would you be so kind as tell me where I am?
Joe: Well, this is what is laughingly known as my apartment.
Anne: Did you bring me here by force?
Joe: No, no, no… quite the contrary.
Anne: Have I been here all night… alone?
Joe: If you don't count me, yes.
Anne: So I've spent the night here… with you.
Joe: Oh, well, now, I, I don't know if I'd use those words exactly,
but, er, from a certain angle, yes.
Anne: How do you do?
Joe: How do you do?
Anne: And you are?
Joe: Bradley, Joe Bradley.
Anne: Delighted.
Joe: You don't know how delighted I am to meet you.
Anne: You may sit down.
Joe: Well, thank you very much.
What's your name?
Anne: Er… you may call me Anya.