Английский язык с Шерлоком Холмсом. Второй сборник рассказов (ASCII-IPA)
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quarter ['kwO:t@], heaven ['hev(@)n], supplication [,sVplI'keIS(@)n]
He rang the bell. The butler entered.
“Is Mr. Trelawney Hope at home?”
“He will be home, sir, at a quarter to one.”
Holmes glanced at his watch.
“Still a quarter of an hour,” said he. “Very good, I shall wait.”
The butler had hardly closed the door behind him when Lady Hilda was down on her knees at Holmes’s feet, her hands outstretched, her beautiful face upturned and wet with her tears.
“Oh, spare me, Mr. Holmes! Spare me!” she pleaded, in a frenzy of supplication. “For heaven’s sake, don’t tell him! I love him so! I would not bring one shadow on his life, and this I know would break his noble heart.”
Holmes raised the lady (Холмс
“I am thankful, madam, that you have come to your senses even at this last moment (я благодарен вам, мадам, что вы опомнились — даже в этот последний момент; to come to one's senses — образумиться, взяться за ум, опомниться)! There is not an instant to lose (нельзя терять ни минуты; instant — мгновение, миг; минута). Where is the letter (где письмо)?”
She darted across to a writing-desk, unlocked it (она бросилась к письменному столу, отперла его), and drew out a long blue envelope (и вытащила длинный голубой конверт).
“Here it is, Mr. Holmes (вот оно, мистер Холмс). Would to heaven I had never seen it (о Господи, лучше бы я никогда его не видела; would to heaven! — о Господи!)!”
“How can we return it (как нам вернуть его)?” Holmes muttered (раздумывал Холмс; to mutter — бормотать; говорить тихо, невнятно). “Quick, quick, we must think of some way (быстрее, быстрее, мы должны что-нибудь придумать)! Where is the despatch-box (где чемоданчик для документов)?”
“Still in his bedroom (все еще в спальне).”
“What a stroke of luck (какая удача; stroke — удар; проявление)! Quick, madam, bring it here (скорее, мадам, принесите его сюда)!”
A moment later she had appeared with a red flat box in her hand (через минуту она появилась, держа в руке красный плоский ящичек).
“How did you open it before (как вы открывали его раньше)? You have a duplicate key (у вас есть ключ-дубликат)? Yes, of course you have (да, конечно, есть). Open it (откройте его)!”
envelope ['env@l@up], appeared [@'pI@d], duplicate ['dju:plIk@t], key [ki:]
Holmes raised the lady.
“I am thankful, madam, that you have come to your senses even at this last moment! There is not an instant to lose. Where is the letter?”
She darted across to a writing-desk, unlocked it, and drew out a long blue envelope.
“Here it is, Mr. Holmes. Would to heaven I had never seen it!”
“How can we return it?” Holmes muttered. “Quick, quick, we must think of some way! Where is the despatch-box?”
“Still in his bedroom.”
“What a stroke of luck! Quick, madam, bring it here!”
A moment later she had appeared with a red flat box in her hand.
“How did you open it before? You have a duplicate key? Yes, of course you have. Open it!”
From out of her bosom Lady Hilda had drawn a small key (из-за корсета леди Хильда вытащила маленький ключ; bosom — грудь; пазуха). The box flew open (чемоданчик распахнулся). It was stuffed with papers (он был набит бумагами). Holmes thrust the blue envelope deep down into the heart of them (Холмс
“Now we are ready for him (теперь мы готовы /встретить/ его),” said Holmes. “We have still ten minutes (у нас еще есть десять минут). I am going far to screen you, Lady Hilda (я захожу слишком далеко, чтобы выгородить вас, леди Хильда; to screen — ставить ширму, экран; защищать, прикрывать, укрывать; screen — ширма, щит, экран). In return you will spend the time in telling me frankly the real meaning of this extraordinary affair (за это вы потратите /оставшееся/ время, честно рассказывая мне об истинном смысле этой необычайной истории).”
“Mr. Holmes, I will tell you everything (мистер Холмс, я все вам расскажу),” cried the lady (воскликнула леди). “Oh, Mr. Holmes, I would cut off my right hand before I gave him a moment of sorrow (о, мистер Холмс, я бы /скорее/ отрубила себе правую руку, чем доставила ему минуту горя)! There is no woman in all London (во всем Лондоне нет женщины) who loves her husband as I do (которая так любит своего мужа, как я), and yet if he knew how I have acted (и все же, если бы он узнал, как я поступила) — how I have been compelled to act (как я была вынуждена поступить) — he would never forgive me (он никогда бы не простил меня). For his own honour stands so high (поскольку его собственная честь стоит так высоко = он так высоко ставит свою честь) that he could not forget or pardon a lapse in another (что не смог бы забыть или простить низкий поступок другого; lapse — упущение, небольшая ошибка; моральное падение). Help me, Mr. Holmes (помогите мне, мистер Холмс)! My happiness, his happiness (мое счастье, его счастье), our very lives are at stake (сами наши жизни поставлены на карту)!”
bosom ['buz@m], London ['lVnd@n], pardon [pA:dn]
From out of her bosom Lady Hilda had drawn a small key. The box flew open. It was stuffed with papers. Holmes thrust the blue envelope deep down into the heart of them, between the leaves of some other document. The box was shut, locked, and returned to the bedroom.
“Now we are ready for him,” said Holmes. “We have still ten minutes. I am going far to screen you, Lady Hilda. In return you will spend the time in telling me frankly the real meaning of this extraordinary affair.”
“Mr. Holmes, I will tell you everything,” cried the lady. “Oh, Mr. Holmes, I would cut off my right hand before I gave him a moment of sorrow! There is no woman in all London who loves her husband as I do, and yet if he knew how I have acted — how I have been compelled to act — he would never forgive me. For his own honour stands so high that he could not forget or pardon a lapse in another. Help me, Mr. Holmes! My happiness, his happiness, our very lives are at stake!”
“Quick, madam, the time grows short (быстрее, мадам, время истекает; short — короткий, краткий; быстрый, стремительный; недостаточный)!”