- •1. Никто не смог удержаться от смеха, когда он задал свой
- •1. I remembered a job I'd been ... For some time. 2. I refuse to ... His
- •1. Он согласился на мое предложение. 2. Мы спешили, так как
- •1. Пеготи знала, что мистер Мердстон — жестокий человек, и не
- •I hem to come inshore when they ventured out too far and made them dress
- •Il.Iwn, had anything to do with him at all; but when he ceased to have them
- •11. Sometimes taking that opportunity is a luxury, a luxury one can't
- •1Едоумением рассматривал босые ноги туземцев (natives), шесть лодок
- •Italy at five o'clock that night, if that train still left at five; the cars were
- •Vevey. He was going to be an engineer. They met there in Vevey. They use
- •I'll never travel on a rapide again at night. There must be other comfortable
- •It was getting dark the train passed a farmhouse burning in a field.
- •I had started to say suspenders and changed it to braces in the mouth, to
- •II. "Юнона" и "Авось"
- •III. Валентинов день — праздник любви
- •Ingly to royalty and to force down their gullets such dietary dross1 as pate de
- •I, myself, aged fifteen, was deeply priviledged. I was staying with my
- •Invented the twopenny stamp on checks1. There were eight or nine of us
- •I thought the thing over a lot. And the first thing 1 saw as I thought things
- •I nodded my head, and Bill and the Portugee began to babble something.
- •Identified the man who ran it, as soon as we were able to wake him up and get
- •In one comer it was still winter. It was the farthest corner of the garden,
- •In a huge arm-chair, and watched the children at their games, and
- •It slipped back into the ground again, and went off to sleep. The only people
- •1. It was not a bond that Raphaella was prepared to break and certainly
- •8. They flew so low that the gusts from the desert shook the planes
- •Ideas).
- •I couldn't have lived through Christmas without giving you a present. It'll
- •Vanished hair. They were expensive combs, she knew, and her heart had
- •Instead of obeying, Jim tumbled down on the couch and put his hands
- •I come back."
- •Ivy leaf clinging to its stem against the wall. And then, with the coming of the
- •It rains, and the wind is never weary;
- •Ia молодого и красивого военного. Он ушел в отставку, так как из-за
- •Instant of thinking that, a young girl, thin, dark, shadowy — where had she
- •It was a terrible and fascinating moment. Rosemary knelt beside her
- •1. A thin shop-girl was staggering under an immense white paper armful
- •Ings, thoughts).
- •It is surely more stimulating to the reader's senses if, instead of
- •I think you will find that the sun is always shining in my books — a
- •I certainly have got vivid powers of imagination, but 1 don't think
- •Incident. I and my chief, the Director of Naval Intelligence —
- •In their early teens, Ernest Hemingway and his sister Marcelline
- •I am a highbrow
- •2. To prevent from getting to or on to (something): ? This umbrella isn't pretty,
- •In the storm to look for the child.
- •2. To admit that what has been said is not true; to retract (something that has been
- •V. There are the four most important meanings of off.
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I come back."
Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor beneath them.
He was past sixty and he had been always about to paint a masterpiece, but
had never yet begun it. He earned a little by serving as a model to those
young artists in the colony who could not pay the price of a professional. He
drank gin to excess, and still talked of his coming masterpiece. For the rest he
was a fierce little old man, who regarded himself as the protector of the two
young artists in the studio above.
Sue found Behrman smelling strongly12 of jumper berries in his dimlv
lighted den below. In one corner was a blank canvas on an easel that had
been waiting there for twenty-five years to receive the first line of the
piece. She told him of Johnsy's fancy, and how she feared she would,
deed, light and fragile as a leaf herself, float away, when her slight hold
upon the world grew weaker.
Old Behrman, with his red eyes plainly streaming, shouted his contempt
and derision for such idiotic imaginings.
"Vass!13" he cried. "Is dere people in de world mit der foolishness to die
because leafs dey drop off from a confounded vine? I haf not heard of such a
thing. No, I will not bose as a model for your fool hermit-dunderhead. Vy
do you allow dot silly pusiness to come in der prain of her? Ach, dot poor
leetle Miss Yohnsy."
"She is very ill and weak," said Sue, "and the fever has left her mind
morbid and full of strange fancies. Very well, Mr. Behrman, if you do not
care to pose for me, you needn't. But I think you are a horrid old — old
flibbertigibbet."
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THE LAST LEAF
"You are just like a woman!" yelled Behrman. "Who said I will not bose?
Go on. I come mit you. For half an hour I haf peen trying to say dot I am
ready to bose. Gott! dis is not any blace in which one so goot as Miss Yohnsy
shall lie sick. Some day I will baint masterpiece, and ve shall all go away.
Gott! yes."
Johnsy was sleeping when they went upstairs. Sue pulled the shade down
to the window-sill, and motioned Behrman into the other room. In there
they peered out the window fearfully at the ivy vine. Then they looked at each
other for a moment without speaking. A persistent, cold rain was falling,
mingled with snow. Behrman, in his old blue shirt, took his seat as the
hermit-miner on an upturned kettle for a rock.
When Sue awoke from an hour's sleep the next morning she found Johnsy
with dull, wide-open eyes staring at the drawn green shade.
"Pull it up; I want to see," she ordered, in a whisper.
Wearily Sue obeyed. But, lo! after the beating rain and fierce gusts of
wind that had endured through the livelong night, there yet stood out against
the brick wall one ivy leaf. It was the last on the vine. It hung bravely from a
branch some twenty feet above the ground.
"It is the last one," said Johnsy. "I thought it would surely fall during the
night. I heard the wind. It will fall to-day, and I shall die at the same time."
"Dear, dear!" said Sue, leaning her worn face down to the pillow, "think
of me, if you won't think of yourself. What would I do?"
But Johnsy did not answer.
The day wore away, and even through the twilight they could see the lone