Роберт Говард – Английский язык с Конаном-варваром (страница 37)
"Perhaps a panther — " began Balthus, without conviction (может, пантера, — начал Балтус без уверенности: «без убежденности»).
Conan shook his head impatiently (Конан нетерпеливо /отрицательно/ покачал /своей/ головой).
demand [dɪˈmɑ: nd], merchant [ˈmə: ʧənt], knife [naɪf]
"How do you know they weren't killed by the Picts?" demanded Balthus. Conan pointed to the corpse of the merchant.
"You think that was done with a knife or a sword? Look closer and you'll see that only a talon could have made a gash like that. The flesh is ripped, not cut." "Perhaps a panther — " began Balthus, without conviction.
Conan shook his head impatiently.
"A man from the Tauran couldn't mistake the mark of a panther's claws (человек из Турана не мог бы ошибиться /в/ следах от когтей пантеры). No. It's a forest devil summoned by Zogar Sag to carry out his revenge (нет. это лесной дух, вызванный Зогаром Сагом, /чтобы/ исполнить его месть). Tiberias was a fool to start for Velitrium alone, and so close to dusk (Тибериас был глупцом, отправляться =
claw [klɔ: ], revenge [rɪˈvenʤ], doom [du: m]
"A man from the Tauran couldn't mistake the mark of a panther's claws. No. It's a forest devil summoned by Zogar Sag to carry out his revenge. Tiberias was a fool to start for Velitrium alone, and so close to dusk. But each one of the victims seemed to be smitten with madness just before doom overtook him. Look here; the signs are plain enough. Tiberias came riding along the trail on his mule, maybe with a bundle of choice otter pelts behind his saddle to sell in Velitrium, and the thing sprang on him from behind that bush. See where the branches are crushed down.
"Tiberias gave one scream, and then his throat was torn open and he was selling his otter skins in Hell (Тибериас издал один вопль, и потом его горло было разорвано, и он продавал /его/ шкурки выдр в аду;
otter [ˈɔtə], hear [hɪə], fright [fraɪt]
"Tiberias gave one scream, and then his throat was torn open and he was selling his otter skins in Hell. The mule ran away into the woods. Listen! Even now you can hear him thrashing about under the trees. The demon didn't have time to take Tiberias' head; it took fright as we came up."
"As you came up," amended Balthus (когда ты подошел, — поправил Балтус). "It must not be a very terrible creature if it flees from one armed man (это не должно быть очень страшное существо, если оно убегает от одного вооруженного человека). But how do you know it was not a Pict with some kind of a hook that rips instead of slicing (но как =
kind [kaɪnd], hook [hʋk], instead [ɪnˈsted]
"As you came up," amended Balthus. "It must not be a very terrible creature if it flees from one armed man. But how do you know it was not a Pict with some kind of a hook that rips instead of slicing? Did you see it?"
"Tiberias was an armed man," grunted Conan (Тибериас был вооруженным человеком, — пробормотал Конан). "If Zogar Sag can bring demons to aid him, he can tell them which men to kill and which to let alone (если Зогар Саг может призывать демонов, /чтобы/ помочь ему =
The slayer had stepped into the pool of blood in which the dead man sprawled (убийца ступил в лужу крови, в которой растянулся мертвый человек). Under the bushes at the edge of the path there was a footprint, made in blood on the hard loam (под кустами на краю тропы /там/ был отпечаток ступни, сделанный в крови =
want [wɔnt], further [ˈfə: ðə], proof [pru: f]
"Tiberias was an armed man," grunted Conan. "If Zogar Sag can bring demons to aid him, he can tell them which men to kill and which to let alone. No, I didn't see it. I only saw the bushes shake as it left the trail. But if you want further proof, look here!"
The slayer had stepped into the pool of blood in which the dead man sprawled. Under the bushes at the edge of the path there was a footprint, made in blood on the hard loam.
"Did a man make that?" demanded Conan (человек сделал это? — спросил Конан).
Balthus felt his scalp prickle (Балтус почувствовал, /как/ его скальп поднялся =
print [prɪnt], reptile [repˈtaɪl], span [spæn]
"Did a man make that?" demanded Conan.
Balthus felt his scalp prickle. Neither man nor any beast that he had ever seen could have left that strange, monstrous, three-toed print, that was curiously combined of the bird and the reptile, yet a true type of neither. He spread his fingers above the print, careful not to touch it, and grunted explosively. He could not span the mark.
"What is it?" he whispered (что это? — прошептал он). "I never saw a beast that left a spoor like that (я никогда /не/ видел тварь, которая оставляла такой след;
"Nor any other sane man," answered Conan grimly (/и/ ни один другой нормальный человек, — ответил Конан мрачно). "It's a swamp demon — they're thick as bats in the swamps beyond Black River (это болотный демон, они многочисленны =
spoor [spuə], answer [ɑ: nsə], swamp [swɔmp]
"What is it?" he whispered. "I never saw a beast that left a spoor like that." "Nor any other sane man," answered Conan grimly. "It's a swamp demon — they're thick as bats in the swamps beyond Black River. You can hear them howling like damned souls when the wind blows strong from the south on hot nights."
"What shall we do?" asked the Aquilonian, peering uneasily into the deep blue shadows (что /же/ нам делать? — спросил аквилонец, вглядываясь тревожно в густые синие тени). The frozen fear on the dead countenance haunted him (застывший ужас на мертвом лице не давал ему покоя;