Английский детектив. Джон Бакен. Тридцать девять ступеней / John Buchan. The Thirty-Nine Steps - страница 40

(он говорил также о неком Черном Камне) and a man that lisped in his speech (и об одном человеке, который шепелявил: «который шепелявил в своей речи»), and he described very particularly somebody that he never referred to without a shudder (и он описывал очень подробно какого-то человека, о котором он никогда не упоминал без содрогания; to refer – посылать, отсылать /к кому-л., чему-л./; упоминать /кого-л., что-л./) – an old man with a young voice who could hood his eyes like a hawk (одного старика с молодым голосом, который мог закрывать глаза, словно ястреб; hood – капюшон; to hood – закрывать капюшоном, колпаком и т. п.; закрывать, прикрывать).

 I did not give him very close attention. The fact is, I was more interested in his own adventures than in his high politics. I reckoned that Karolides and his affairs were not my business, leaving all that to him. So a lot that he said slipped clean out of my memory. I remember that he was very clear that the danger to Karolides would not begin till he had got to London, and would come from the very highest quarters, where there would be no thought of suspicion. He mentioned the name of a woman – Julia Czechenyi – as having something to do with the danger. She would be the decoy, I gathered, to get Karolides out of the care of his guards. He talked, too, about a Black Stone and a man that lisped in his speech, and he described very particularly somebody that he never referred to without a shudder – an old man with a young voice who could hood his eyes like a hawk.

He spoke a good deal about death, too (к тому же, он очень много говорил о смерти). He was mortally anxious about winning through with his job (он очень сильно беспокоился о /том, как бы ему все же/ одержать победу в своем деле; mortally – смертельно; /эмоц.-усил./ ожесточенно, очень сильно; to win through – в конечном счете добиться успеха), but he didn’t care a rush for his life (но он совершенно не беспокоился о своей /собственной/ жизни; rush – тростник, камыш; пустяк, мелочь).

‘I reckon it’s like going to sleep when you are pretty well tired out (мне кажется, что это похоже на то, как отправляешься спать, когда ты очень сильно устал), and waking to find a summer day with the scent of hay coming in at the window