Роберт Говард – Английский язык с Конаном-варваром (страница 16)
escape [ɪˈskeɪp], means [mi: nz], true [tru:]
He turned his head from side to side, seeking some means of escape. The words of the smooth-tongued Khitan seemed to be true, but now he could discern pieces of iron held against the curiously stained and discolored stone of the column by the invisible force. To his left he sighted the shovel, the crowbar, and the rusty bowl of a helmet, while on the other side a time-eaten dagger was stuck against the stone. Yet once more he hurled his strength against this impalpable force…
From below sounded an eery piping sound — a mocking, maddening tune (снизу раздался зловещий звук свирели — насмешливый, сводящий с ума мотив). Straining his eyes through the fickle moonlight, Conan saw that Feng had not left the scene after all (напрягая свои глаза сквозь переменчивый свет луны, Конан увидел, что Фэн не покинул место действия, в конце концов). Instead, the duke was sitting on the grass on the side of the hill, near its base (вместо этого князь сидел на траве на краю холма, возле его основания). He had drawn a curious flute from his capacious garments and was playing upon it (он вытащил странную флейту из своих вместительных одежд и играл /на/ ней).
sound [saund], tune [tju: n], scene [si: n]
From below sounded an eery piping sound — a mocking, maddening tune. Straining his eyes through the fickle moonlight, Conan saw that Feng had not left the scene after all. Instead, the duke was sitting on the grass on the side of the hill, near its base. He had drawn a curious flute from his capacious garments and was playing upon it.
Through the shrill piping, a faint, squashy sound reached Conan’s ears (сквозь пронзительные звуки /флейты/ слабый чавкающий звук достиг ушей Конана). It seemed to come from above (он казался доноситься =
faint [feɪnt], muscles [mʌsklz], froze [frəuz]
Through the shrill piping, a faint, squashy sound reached Conan’s ears. It seemed to come from above. The muscles of Conan’s bullneck stood out as he twisted his head to look upward; the spired Turanian helmet grated against the stone as he moved. Then the blood froze in his veins.
The mist that had obscured the top of die pylon was gone (дымка, которая затеняла вершину пилона, была ушедшей =
gone [ɡɔn], jelly [ʤelɪ], translucent [tærnzˈlu: snt]
The mist that had obscured the top of die pylon was gone. The rising half moon shone on and through an amorphous thing, which squatted obscenely on the summit of the column. It was like a huge lump of quivering, semi-translucent jelly — and it lived. Life — throbbing, bloated life — pulsed within it. The moonlight glistened wetly upon it as it beat like a huge, living heart.
As Conan, frozen with horror, watched, the dweller on the top of die monolith sent a trickle of jelly groping down the shaft toward him (когда Конан, застывший от ужаса, наблюдал, /как/ обитатель вершины монолита выпустил струйку желе, двигаясь ощупью вниз по столбу к нему). The slippery pseudopod slithered over the smooth surface of the stone (скользкий псевдопод/ложноножка скользнул через/по гладкой поверхности камня). Conan began to understand the source of the stains that discolored the face of the monolith (Конан начал понимать источник пятен, которые обесцветили лик монолита).
horror [hɔrə], surface [ˈsə: fɪs], source [sɔ: s]
As Conan, frozen with horror, watched, the dweller on the top of die monolith sent a trickle of jelly groping down the shaft toward him. The slippery pseudopod slithered over the smooth surface of the stone. Conan began to understand the source of the stains that discolored the face of the monolith.
The wind had changed (ветер переменился), and a vagrant down-draft wafted a sickening stench to Conan’s nostrils (и движущийся нисходящий поток воздуха донес тошнотворное зловоние до ноздрей Конана). Now he knew why the bones at the base of the shaft bore that oddly eaten appearance (теперь он знал, почему кости у основания колонны носили /на себе/ тот странно изъеденный вид). With a dread that almost unmanned him, he understood that the jellylike thing exuded a digestive fluid (со страхом, который почти лишил его мужества, он понял, что желеобразное существо испускала пищеварительную жидкость), by means of which it consumed its prey (посредством которой оно поглощало свою добычу). He wondered how many men, in ages past, had stood in his place (он спрашивал себя, сколько людей в прошедшие времена стояло на его месте), bound helplessly to the pillar and awaiting the searing caress of the abomination now descending toward him (прикованные беспомощно к столбу и ожидая жгучей ласки мерзости, теперь спускавшейся к нему).
dread [dred], fluid [ˈflu: ɪd], past [pɑ: st]
The wind had changed, and a vagrant down-draft wafted a sickening stench to Conan’s nostrils. Now he knew why the bones at the base of the shaft bore that oddly eaten appearance. With a dread that almost unmanned him, he understood that the jellylike thing exuded a digestive fluid, by means of which it consumed its prey. He wondered how many men, in ages past, had stood in his place, bound helplessly to the pillar and awaiting the searing caress of the abomination now descending toward him.
Perhaps Feng’s weird piping summoned it, or perhaps the odor of living flesh called it to feast (вероятно причудливые звуки /флейты/ Фэна вызвали его, или, возможно, запах живой плоти позвал его на пир). Whatever the cause, it had begun a slow, inching progress down the side of the shaft toward his face (какой бы ни была причина, оно начало медленное, дюйм за дюймом движение вниз по стороне колонны к его лицу;
perhaps [pəˈhæps], odor [ˈəudə], cause [kɔ: z]
Perhaps Feng’s weird piping summoned it, or perhaps the odor of living flesh called it to feast. Whatever the cause, it had begun a slow, inching progress down the side of the shaft toward his face. The wet jelly sucked and slobbered as it slithered slowly toward him.
Despair gave new strength to his cramped, tired muscles (отчаяние придало новые силы его сведенным судорогой, усталым мускулам). He threw himself from side to side (он бросался из стороны в сторону), striving with every last ounce of strength to break the grip of the mysterious force (борясь каждой последней унцией =
ounce [auns], break [breɪk], surprise [səˈpraɪz]
Despair gave new strength to his cramped, tired muscles. He threw himself from side to side, striving with every last ounce of strength to break the grip of the mysterious force. To his surprise, he found that, in one of his lunges, he slid to one
So the grip that held him did not forbid all movement! (итак хватка, которая держала его, не запрещала всякого движения!) This gave him food for thought (это дало ему пищу для мысли), though he knew that he could not long thus elude the monster of living jelly (хотя он знал, что /он/ не мог =
Something prodded his mailed side (что-то кольнуло его окольчуженный бок =