Английский для смелых. Истории о духах и привидениях

 On this night I had searched for them without success, fearing to find them; they were nowhere in the house, nor about the moonlit lawn. For, although the sun is lost to us forever, the moon, full-orbed or slender, remains to us. Sometimes it shines by night, sometimes by day, but always it rises and sets, as in that other life.

I left the lawn and moved in the white light and silence along the road, aimless and sorrowing. Suddenly I heard the voice of my poor husband in exclamations of astonishment, with that of my son in reassurance and dissuasion; and there by the shadow of a group of trees they stood – near, so near! Their faces were toward me, the eyes of the elder man fixed upon mine. He saw me – at last, at last, he saw me! In the consciousness of that, my terror fled as a cruel dream. The death-spell was broken: Love had conquered Law! Mad with exultation I shouted – I must have shouted, “He sees, he sees: he will understand!” Then, controlling myself, I moved forward, smiling and consciously beautiful, to offer myself to his arms, to comfort him with endearments, and, with my son’s hand in mine, to speak words that should restore the broken bonds between the living and the dead.

Alas! alas! his face went white with fear (увы, увы, его лицо побелело: «стало белым» от страха), his eyes were as those of a hunted animal

(глаза у него стали как у загнанного зверя; to hunt – охотиться /обычно с гончими/). He backed away from me, as I advanced (я приближалась к нему, а он отступал от меня; to advance – продвигаться вперед

), and at last turned and fled into the wood (и, наконец, развернулся и ринулся в лес; to flee – убегать, спасаться бегством) – whither, it is not given to me to know (куда именно, мне не дано знать).

To my poor boy, left doubly desolate, I have never been able to impart a sense of my presence

(моему бедному мальчику, второй раз оставшемуся в одиночестве: «оставленному вдвойне одиноким», я никогда не могла внушить чувство моей близости: «моего присутствия»). Soon he, too, must pass to this Life Invisible and be lost to me forever (вскоре и он тоже должен перейти в эту невидимую жизнь, и я потеряю его: «и быть потерянным для меня» навсегда).

 Alas! alas! his face went white with fear, his eyes were as those of a hunted animal. He backed away from me, as I advanced, and at last turned and fled into the wood – whither, it is not given to me to know.

To my poor boy, left doubly desolate, I have never been able to impart a sense of my presence. Soon he, too, must pass to this Life Invisible and be lost to me forever.

The Monkey’s Paw

(Лапка обезьяны)

W. W. Jacobs (У. У. Джейкобс)

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