endless ['endlIs], foolish ['fu:lIS], remain [rI'meIn]
She sighed, but still in a far-away manner, shaking her head. "We never thought it would be that way round … I was so sure I should be the first to go …" She mused a minute or two. "Car was very strong — wonderful for his age. He was never ill. He was nearly sixty — but he seemed more like fifty … Yes, very strong …"
She relapsed again into her dream. Poirot, who was well acquainted with the effects of certain drugs and of how they give their taker the impression of endless time, said nothing. Lady Clarke said suddenly: "Yes — it was good of you to come. I told Franklin. He said he wouldn't forget to tell you. I hope Franklin isn't going to be foolish … he's so easily taken in, in spite of having knocked about the world so much. Men are like that. They remain boys … Franklin, in particular.''
"He has an impulsive nature," said Poirot (у него импульсивная натура).
"Yes — yes. And very chivalrous (и очень благородная) … Men are so foolish that way (мужчины так безрассудны в этом смысле). Even Car (даже Кар) —" Her voice trailed off (ее голос сошел на нет; to trail off — замолкнуть, замереть; to trail — протаптывать /тропинку/; идти по следу; тянуться).
She shook her head with a febrile impatience (она покачала головой с лихорадочным нетерпением). "Everything's so dim (все так смутно) … One's body is a nuisance, M. Poirot (тело — это неудобство, мсье Пуаро; nuisance — досада; неприятность; неудобство, помеха), especially when it gets the upper hand (особенно когда оно берет верх: «когда оно получает верхнюю руку»). One is conscious of nothing else (/человек не/ осознает больше ничего) — whether the pain will hold off or not (отступит ли боль или нет; to hold off — удерживать; держаться поодаль) — nothing else seems to matter (ничто другое не кажется имеющим значение)."
"I know, Lady Clarke (я знаю, леди Кларк). It is one of the tragedies of this life (это одна из трагедий этой жизни)."
"It makes me so stupid (это делает меня такой тупой). I cannot even remember (я даже не могу вспомнить) what it was I wanted to say to you (что это я хотела сказать вам)."
impulsive [Im'pVlsIv], febrile ['fi:braIl], nuisance ['nju:s(@)ns]
"He has an impulsive nature," said Poirot.
"Yes — yes … And very chivalrous. Men are so foolish that way. Even Car —" Her voice trailed off.
She shook her head with a febrile impatience. "Everything's so dim … One's body is a nuisance, M. Poirot, especially when it gets the upper hand. One is conscious of nothing else — whether the pain will hold off or not — nothing else seems to matter."
"I know, Lady Clarke. It is one of the tragedies of this life."
"It makes me so stupid. I cannot even remember what it was I wanted to say to you."
"Was it something about your husband's death (было /ли/ это что-нибудь о смерти вашего мужа)?"
"Car's death (смерти Кара)? Yes, perhaps (да, возможно) … Mad (сумасшедшее), poor creature (бедное существо) — the murderer (убийца), I mean (я имею в виду). It's all the noise and the speed nowadays (это все шум и скорость в наши дни) — people can't stand it (люди не могут вынести этого). I've always been sorry for mad people (я всегда жалела сумасшедших людей) — their heads must feel so queer (с головой, должно быть, у них неважно: «их головы, должно быть, чувствуют себя странно»; queer — странный; нездоровый, плохо себя чувствующий). And then (а потом), being shut up (быть запертым) — it must be so terrible (это, должно быть, так ужасно). But what else can one do (но что еще можно сделать)? If they kill people (если они убивают людей)."
She shook her head (она покачала головой) — gently pained (от легкой боли: «мягко страдающая»). "You haven't caught him yet (вы не поймали его еще; to catch)?" she asked.
"No, not yet (нет еще)."
"He must have been hanging round here that day (он, должно быть, слонялся /где-то/ здесь в тот день)."
speed [spi:d], gently ['dZentlI], caught [kO:t]
"Was it something about your husband's death?"
"Car's death? Yes, perhaps … Mad, poor creature — the murderer, I mean. It's all the noise and the speed nowadays — people can't stand it. I've always been sorry for mad people — their heads must feel so queer. And then, being shut up — it must be so terrible. But what else can one do? If they kill people ."
She shook her head — gently pained. "You haven't caught him yet?" she asked.
"No, not yet."
"He must have been hanging round here that day."
"There were so many strangers about, Lady Clarke (там было так много незнакомцев вокруг, леди Кларк). It is the holiday season (это сезон отпусков)."
"Yes — I forgot (я забыла) … But they keep down by the beaches (но они держатся = находятся внизу на пляжах), they don't come up near the house (они не поднимаются вверх к дому)."
"No stranger came to the house that day (ни один незнакомец /не/ подходил к дому в тот день)."
"Who says so?" demanded Lady Clarke (кто так говорит? — спросила леди Кларк), with a sudden vigour (с неожиданной энергией).
Poirot looked slightly taken aback (Пуаро выглядел слегка застигнутым врасплох; to take aback — захватить врасплох, поразить). "The servants," he said (слуги). "Miss Grey."
Lady Clarke said very distinctly (леди Кларк сказала очень отчетливо): "That girl is a liar (эта девушка — лгунья; to lie — лгать)!"
I started on my chair (я вздрогнул на стуле). Poirot threw me a glance (Пуаро бросил мне взгляд).
vigour ['[email protected]], liar ['[email protected]], distinctly [dIs'tINktlI]
"There were so many strangers about, Lady Clarke. It is the holiday season."
"Yes — I forgot … But they keep down by the beaches, they don't come up near the house."
"No stranger came to the house that day."
"Who says so?" demanded Lady Clarke, with a sudden vigour.
Poirot looked slightly taken aback. "The servants," he said. "Miss Grey."
Lady Clarke said very distinctly: "That girl is a liar!"
I started on my chair. Poirot threw me a glance.
Lady Clarke was going on (леди Кларк продолжала), speaking now rather feverishly (говоря теперь несколько лихорадочно; fever — лихорадка, жар). "I didn't like her (мне она не нравилась). I never liked her (мне она никогда /не/ нравилась). Car thought all the world of her (Кар был о ней очень высокого мнения; to think the world of smb. — быть очень высокого мнения о ком-л.). Used to go on about her being an orphan (бывало, продолжал /говорить, что/ она сирота) and alone in the world (и одинока в мире). What's wrong with being an orphan (что плохого в /том, чтобы/ быть сиротой)? Sometimes it's a blessing in disguise (иногда это скрытое благословление: «благословление под личиной»; to bless — благословлять; disguise — переодетость; маскировка). You might have a good-for-nothing father (вы могли бы иметь никуда не годного отца) and a mother who drank (и мать, которая пила) — then you would have something to complain about (тогда бы вам было о чем пожаловаться). Said she was so brave (говорил, что она такая отважная) and such a good worker (и такой хороший работник). I dare say (я полагаю: «смею сказать») she did her work well (что она делала свою работу хорошо)! I don't know (я не знаю) where all this bravery came in (при чем тут отвага: «где вошла вся эта отвага»)!"
"Now don't excite yourself, dear," said Nurse Capstick (так, не волнуйтесь: «не возбуждайте себя», дорогая), intervening (вмешиваясь; to intervene — вмешиваться; вклиниваться). "We mustn't have you getting tired (вам нельзя утомляться: «мы не должны иметь вас утомленной»)."
feverishly ['fi:[email protected]], orphan [O:[email protected]], blessing ['blesIN]
Lady Clarke was going on, speaking now rather feverishly. "I didn't like her. I never liked her. Car thought all the world of her. Used to go on about her being an orphan and alone in the world. What's wrong with being an orphan? Sometimes it's a blessing in disguise. You might have a good-for-nothing father and a mother who drank — then you would have something to complain about. Said she was so brave and such a good worker. I dare say she did her work well! I don't know where all this bravery came in!"
"Now don't excite yourself, dear," said Nurse Capstick, intervening. "We mustn't have you getting tired."
"I soon sent her packing (я вскоре послала ее паковаться)! Franklin had the impertinence to suggest (Франклин имел наглость предложить; impertinent — дерзкий, наглый, нахальный, грубый; оскорбительный) that she might be a comfort to me (что она могла бы быть утешением для меня; comfort — утешение; успокоение). Comfort to me indeed (утешением для меня, на самом деле = как же)! The sooner I saw the last of her the better (чем скорее я увижу ее в последний раз, тем лучше; to see the last of smb./smth. — видеть кого-либо в последний раз) — that's what I said (это то, что я сказала)! Franklin's a fool (Франклин — глупец)! I didn't want him getting mixed up with her (я не хотела, чтобы он путался с ней). He's a boy (он мальчишка)! No sense (никакого разума)! 'I'll give her three months' salary (я дам ей жалование за три месяца), if you like,' I said (если хочешь, — сказала я). 'But out she goes (и до свидания: «но она уйдет вон»). I don't want her in the house a day longer (я не хочу, чтобы она /оставалась/ в этом доме и днем дольше: «я не хочу ее в моем доме днем дольше»).' There's one thing about being ill (там есть только одна вещь /в том, чтобы/ болеть) — men can't argue with you (мужчины не могут спорить с тобой). He did what I said (он сделал /то/, что я сказала) and she went (и она ушла)."
"Went like a martyr (ушла, как мученица), I expect (я полагаю) — with more sweetness and bravery (с еще большей прелестью и отвагой)!"
"Now, dear (ну, дорогая), don't get so excited (не волнуйтесь так). It's bad for you (это вредно для вас)."
impertinence [Im'[email protected]:[email protected]], salary ['s&[email protected]], martyr ['mA:[email protected]]
"I soon sent her packing! Franklin had the impertinence to suggest that she might be a comfort to me. Comfort to me indeed! The sooner I saw the last of her the better — that's what I said! Franklin's a fool! I didn't want him getting mixed up with her. He's a boy! No sense! 'I'll give her three months' salary, if you like,' I said. 'But out she goes. I don't want her in the house a day longer.' There's one thing about being ill — men can't argue with you. He did what I said and she went."
