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-- Так она же все спланировала с самого начала! Чистая лиса! И что один ребенок уже в доме есть, и пеленок полно; и что гадость такую лучше проделывать в доме попрестижней...
Юкио Мисима (Yukio Mishima)
«Рассказы»
Тонкие черты лица и добрый взгляд. Девушка не смогла сразу решить, стоит рядом с ней крестьянка, жена местного фермера или благородная дама...
Уильям Сомерсет Моэм (William Somerset Maugham)
«Каталина»
Тут они закричали: - А вот и Эдгар! Ну-ка, Эдгар! Что ж ты не заберешь своего папашу, Эдгар? Они приплясывали на месте, корчили рожи и угрожали Эдгару...
Джеймс Олдридж (James Aldridge)
«Победа мальчика с лесного берега»
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Тем временем:
... I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came
back restless. Instead of being the warm centre of the world, the Middle
West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe--so I decided to go
East and learn the bond business. Everybody I knew was in the bond business,
so I supposed it could support one more single man. All my aunts and uncles
talked it over as if they were choosing a prep school for me, and finally
said, "Why--ye--es," with very grave, hesitant faces. Father agreed to
finance me for a year, and after various delays I came East, permanently, I
thought, in the spring of twenty-two. The practical thing was to find rooms
in the city, but it was a warm season, and I had just left a country of wide
lawns and friendly trees, so when a young man at the office suggested that
we take a house together in a commuting town, it sounded like a great idea.
He found the house, a weather-beaten cardboard bungalow at eighty a month,
but at the last minute the firm ordered him to Washington, and I went out to
the country alone. I had a dog--at least I had him for a few days until he
ran away--and an old Dodge and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked
breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove. It
was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived
than I, stopped me on the road. "How do you get to West Egg village?" he
asked helplessly. I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I
was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on
me the freedom of the neighborhood. And so with the sunshine and the great
bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I
had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the
summer...
Фрэнсис Фицджеральд (Francis Fitzgerald)
«Великий Гэтсби (engl)»
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