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   Êåíòåðâèëüñêîå ïðèâèäåíèå. ×åëîâåê-íåâèäèìêà /The Canterville Ghost. The Invisible Man



   © ÎÎÎ «Èçäàòåëüñòâî ÀÑÒ», 2014



   Î. Óàéëüä
   Êåíòåðâèëüñêîå ïðèâèäåíèå
   O. Wilde
   The Canterville Ghost
   Àäàïòàöèÿ òåêñòà, óïðàæíåíèÿ, êîììåíòàðèè è ñëîâàðü Ä. Ë. Àáðàãèíà


   I

   When Mr. Hiram B. Otis, the American Minister, bought Canterville Chase, [1 - Canterville Chase – Êåíòåðâèëüñêèé çàìîê] every one told him he was doing a very stupid thing, as there was no doubt at all that the place was haunted. [2 - the place was haunted – â äîìå îáèòàëî ïðèâèäåíèå] Indeed, Lord Canterville himself, who was a man of the most punctilious honour, [3 - who was a man of the most punctilious honour – êîòîðûé áûë ÷åëîâåêîì êðàéíå ùåïåòèëüíûì] had decided to mention the fact to Mr. Otis when they came to discuss terms. [4 - to discuss terms – îáñóäèòü óñëîâèÿ ñäåëêè]
   “We have not cared to live in the place ourselves,” said Lord Canterville, “since my grandaunt, the Dowager Duchess of Bolton, was frightened into a fit, [5 - was frightened to a fit – òàê ïåðåïóãàëàñü, ÷òî ñ íåé ñëó÷èëñÿ íåðâíûé ïðèïàäîê] from which she never really recovered, by two skeleton hands being placed on her shoulders as she was dressing for dinner, and I feel bound to tell you, Mr. Otis, that the ghost has been seen by several living members of my family, as well as by the rector of the parish, the Rev. Augustus Dampier, who is a Fellow of King’s College, Cambridge. After the unfortunate accident to the Duchess, none of our younger servants didn’t want to stay with us, and Lady Canterville often couldn’t sleep because she heard some mysterious noises that came from the corridor and the library.”
   “My Lord,” answered the Minister, “I will take the furniture and the ghost at a valuation. I have come from a modern country, where we have everything that money can buy; and with all our spry young fellows painting the Old World red, and carrying off your best actors and prima-donnas, I reckon that if there were such a thing as a ghost in Europe, we’d have it at home in a very short time in one of our public museums, or on the road as a show.”
   “I fear that the ghost exists,” said Lord Canterville, smiling, “though it may have resisted the overtures of your enterprising impresarios. [6 - it may have resisted the overtures of your enterprising impresarios – îíî, âîçìîæíî, îòêàçàëîñü îò ïðåäëîæåíèé âàøèõ ïðåäïðèèì÷èâûõ èìïðåñàðèî] It has been well known for three centuries, since 1584 in fact, and always makes its appearance [7 - makes its appearance – ÿâëÿåòñÿ] before the death of any member of our family.”
   “Well, so does the family doctor for that matter, [8 - so does the family doctor for that matter – ïî òàêîìó ñëó÷àþ îáû÷íî ïðèõîäèò ñåìåéíûé äîêòîð] Lord Canterville. But there is no such thing, sir, as a ghost, and I guess the laws of Nature don’t change for the British aristocracy.”
   “You are certainly very natural in America,” answered Lord Canterville, who did not quite understand Mr. Otis’s last observation, “and if you don’t mind a ghost in the house, it is all right. Only you must remember I warned you.”
   A few weeks after this, the purchase was concluded, and at the close of the season the Minister and his family went down to Canterville Chase. Mrs. Otis, who, as Miss Lucretia R. Tappan, of West 53d Street, had been a celebrated New York belle, was now a very handsome, middle-aged woman, with fine eyes, and a superb profile. Many American ladies on leaving their native land adopt an appearance of chronic ill-health, [9 - adopt an appearance of chronic ill-health – ïðèîáðåòàþò âèä õðîíè÷åñêè áîëüíîé] under the impression that it is a form of European refinement, but Mrs. Otis had never fallen into this error. [10 - had never fallen into this error – íèêîãäà íå ñîâåðøàëà ïîäîáíîé îøèáêè] She had a magnificent constitution, and a really wonderful amount of animal spirits. Indeed, in many respects, she was quite English, and was an excellent example of the fact that we have really everything in common with America nowadays, except, of course, language. Her eldest son, christened Washington by his parents in a moment of patriotism, which he never ceased to regret, was a fair-haired, rather good-looking young man, who had qualified himself for American diplomacy by leading the German at the Newport Casino for three successive seasons, and even in London was well known as an excellent dancer. Gardenias and the peerage were his only weaknesses. Otherwise he was extremely sensible.
   Miss Virginia E. Otis was a little girl of fifteen, lithe and lovely as a fawn, and with a fine freedom in her large blue eyes. She was a wonderful Amazon, and had once raced old Lord Bilton on her pony twice round the park, [11 - once raced old Lord Bilton on her pony twice round the park – îäíàæäû ïðîñêàêàëà íà ïîíè äâà êðóãà ïî ïàðêó ñî ñòàðûì Ëîðäîì Áèëòîíîì] winning by a length and a half, just in front of the Achilles statue, to the huge delight of the young Duke of Cheshire, who proposed for her on the spot, and was sent back to Eton that very night by his guardians, in floods of tears.
   After Virginia came the twins, who were usually called “The Star and Stripes, [12 - The Star and Stripes – çâåçäíî-ïîëîñàòûå (Stars and Stripes – íàçâàíèå àìåðèêàíñêîãî ôëàãà)]” as they were always getting swished. They were delightful boys, and, with the exception of the worthy Minister, the only true republicans of the family.
   As Canterville Chase is seven miles from Ascot, the nearest railway station, Mr. Otis had telegraphed for a waggonette to meet them, and they started on their drive in high spirits. [13 - in high spirits – â ïðåêðàñíîì ðàñïîëîæåíèè äóõà] It was a lovely July evening, and the air was delicate with the scent of the pinewoods. Now and then they heard a wood-pigeon brooding over its own sweet voice, or saw, deep in the rustling fern, the burnished breast of the pheasant. Little squirrels peered at them from the beech-trees as they went by, and the rabbits scudded away through the brushwood and over the mossy knolls, with their white tails in the air. As they entered the avenue of Canterville Chase, however, the sky became suddenly overcast with clouds, a great flight of rooks passed silently over their heads, and, before they reached the house, some big drops of rain had fallen.
   Standing on the steps to receive them was an old woman, neatly dressed in black silk, with a white cap and apron. This was Mrs. Umney, the housekeeper, whom Mrs. Otis, at Lady Canterville’s earnest request, had consented to keep in her former position. She made them each a low curtsey and said in a quaint, old-fashioned manner, “I bid you welcome to Canterville Chase. [14 - I bid you welcome to Canterville Chase – ïðèâåòñòâóþ Âàñ â Êåíòåðâèëüñêîì çàìêå]” Following her, they passed through the fine Tudor hall into the library, a long, low room, at the end of which was a large stained glass window. Here they found tea laid out for them, and, after taking off their wraps, they sat down and began to look round, while Mrs. Umney waited on them.
   Suddenly Mrs. Otis noticed a dull red stain on the floor just by the fireplace and said to Mrs. Umney, “I am afraid something has been spilt there.”
   “Yes, madam,” replied the old housekeeper in a low voice, “blood has been spilt on that spot.”
   “How horrid!” cried Mrs. Otis; “I don’t at all care for blood-stains in a sitting-room. It must be removed at once.”
   The old woman smiled, and answered in the same low, mysterious voice, “It is the blood of Lady Eleanore de Canterville, who was murdered on that very spot by her own husband, Sir Simon de Canterville, in 1575. Sir Simon survived her nine years, and disappeared suddenly under very mysterious circumstances. His body has never been discovered, but his guilty spirit still haunts the Chase. The blood-stain has been much admired by tourists and others, and cannot be removed.”
   “That is all nonsense,” cried Washington Otis; “Pinkerton’s Champion Stain Remover and Paragon Detergent [15 - Pinkerton’s Champion Stain Remover and Paragon Detergent – âåëèêîëåïíûé ïÿòíîâûâîäèòåëü è î÷èñòèòåëü Ïèíêåðòîíà] will clean it up in no time,” and before the terrified housekeeper could interfere, he had fallen upon his knees, and was rapidly scouring the floor with a small stick. In a few moments no trace of the blood-stain could be seen.
   “I knew Pinkerton would do it,” he exclaimed, triumphantly, as he looked round at his admiring family; but no sooner had he said these words than a terrible flash of lightning lit up the room, [16 - no sooner had he said these words than a terrible flash of lightning lit up the room – íå óñïåë îí ýòî ñêàçàòü, êàê êîìíàòó îçàðèëà âñïûøêà ìîëíèè] a fearful peal of thunder made them all start to their feet, [17 - start to their feet – âñêî÷èòü íà íîãè] and Mrs. Umney fainted.
   “What a monstrous climate!” said the American Minister, calmly. “I guess the old country is so overpopulated that they have not enough decent weather for everybody. I have always been of opinion that emigration is the only thing for England.”
   “My dear Hiram,” cried Mrs. Otis, “what can we do with a woman who faints?”
   “Charge it to her like breakages, [18 - Charge it to her like breakages – âû÷òèòå ó íåå èç æàëîâàíèÿ, êàê çà ðàçáèòóþ ïîñóäó]” answered the Minister; “she won’t faint after that;” and in a few moments Mrs. Umney certainly came to.
   There was no doubt, however, that she was extremely upset, and she sternly warned Mr. Otis to beware of some trouble coming to the house.
   “I have seen things with my own eyes, sir,” she said, “that would make any Christian’s hair stand on end, [19 - that would make any Christian’s hair stand on end – îò êîòîðûõ ó ëþáîãî õðèñòèàíèíà âîëîñû âñòàíóò äûáîì] and many and many a night I have not closed my eyes in sleep for the awful things that are done here.” Mr. Otis, however, and his wife warmly assured her that they were not afraid of ghosts, and, after blessing of her new master and mistress, and making arrangements for an increase of salary, [20 - making arrangements for an increase of salary – äîãîâîðèâøèñü î ïðèáàâêå ê æàëîâàíèþ] the old housekeeper went away to her own room.


   Exercises

   1. Answer the questions:
   1. What did everyone tell Mr. Otis about Canterville Chase?
   2. What happened to the Duchess of Bolton?
   3. Where did the Otis family come from?
   4. What did Mrs. Otis look like?
   5. How many children did the Otis family have?
   6. Who was Mrs. Umney?
   7. What did Mrs. Otis suddenly notice on the floor?
   8. When was Lady Eleanore de Canterville murdered?
   9. What did Washington Otis do with the blood stain?
   10. Why was Mrs. Umney extremely upset?
   2. True or false?

   1. When Mr. Otis bought Canterville Chase everyone told him he was doing a very stupid thing.
   2. Rev. Augustus Dampier has never seen the ghost.
   3. Mr. Otis didn’t mind a ghost in the house.
   4. Mrs. Otis was an ugly old lady.
   5. Virginia E. Otis was a little girl of five.
   6. The twins were the only true democrats of the family.
   7. Mrs. Otis noticed a beautiful handmade carpet on the floor just by the fireplace.
   8. Lady Eleanore de Canterville was murdered by her cousin in 1575.
   9. Sir Simon’s body has never been discovered.
   10. Mrs. Umney warned Mr. Otis to beware of some trouble coming to the house.

   3. Find in the text the English equivalents to the following words and expressions:
   âûçäîðîâåòü, ïðèõîäñêîé ñâÿùåííèê, çàìå÷àíèå, â êîíöå ñåçîíà, çíàìåíèòàÿ êðàñàâèöà, æåíùèíà ñðåäíèõ ëåò, òåëîñëîæåíèå, âî ìíîãèõ îòíîøåíèÿõ, ñâåòëîâîëîñûé, ñäåëàë åé ïðåäëîæåíèå, äîñòîïî÷òåííûé, â ïðåêðàñíîì ðàñïîëîæåíèè äóõà, ñòàÿ ãðà÷åé, âèòðàæ, ïåðåæèë åå íà 9 ëåò, ïðè çàãàäî÷íûõ îáñòîÿòåëüñòâàõ, ðàñêàò ãðîìà, ëèøèòüñÿ ÷óâñòâ, îñòåðåãàòüñÿ, ïðèáàâêà ê æàëîâàíèþ.

   4. Write questions to the following answers.
   1. When Mr. Hiram B. Otis, the American Minister, bought Canterville Chase, everyone told him he was doing a very stupid thing.
   2. The Dowager Duchess of Bolton was frightened to a fit.
   3. Lady Canterville often couldn’t sleep because she heard some mysterious noises.
   4. It always makes its appearances before the death of any member of the family.
   5. The Minister and his family went down to Canterville Chase at the close of the season.
   6. Gardenias and the peerage were his only weaknesses.
   7. Virginia was a girl of fifteen.
   8. Duke of Cheshire proposed for Virginia on the spot.
   9. Mrs. Otis noticed a dull red stain on the floor.
   10. His body has never been discovered.

   5. Fill in the gaps with the words from the box.


   1. There was no doubt at all that the place was _________.
   2. Lord Canterville did not quite understand Mr. Otis’s last ______________________.
   3. A few weeks after this, the ______________ was concluded.
   4. Duke of Cheshire _________________ for Virginia on the spot.
   5. The air was __________________ with the scent of the pinewoods.
   6. The sky became suddenly _____________ with clouds.
   7. His ____________ spirit still haunts the Chase.
   8. In a few moments no ____________ of the blood-stain could be seen.
   9. There was________________, however, that she was extremely upset.
   10. Mr. Otis and his wife warmly _______________ her that they were not afraid of ghosts.


   II

   The storm raged fiercely all that night, but nothing of particular note occurred. [21 - nothing of particular note occurred – íè÷åãî íåîáû÷íîãî íå ïðîèçîøëî] The next morning, however, when they came down to breakfast, they found the terrible stain of blood once again on the floor. “I don’t think it can be the fault of the Paragon Detergent,” said Washington, “for I have tried it with everything. It must be the ghost.” He rubbed out the stain a second time, but the second morning it appeared again. The third morning also it was there, though the library had been locked up at night by Mr. Otis himself, and the key carried up-stairs. The whole family were now quite interested; Mr. Otis began to suspect that he had been too dogmatic in his denial of the existence of ghosts, Mrs. Otis expressed her intention of joining the Psychical Society, and Washington prepared a long letter to Messrs. Myers and Podmore on the subject of the Permanence of Blood Stains when connected with Crime. That night all doubts about the existence of ghosts were removed for ever.
   The day had been warm and sunny; and, in the cool of the evening, the whole family went out to drive. They did not return home till nine o’clock, when they had a light supper. The conversation in no way turned upon ghosts. The subjects discussed, as I have since learned from Mr. Otis, were merely such as form the ordinary conversation of cultured Americans of the better class, such as the immense superiority of Miss Fanny Davenport over Sarah Bernhardt as an actress; the difficulty of obtaining green corn and buckwheat cakes, even in the best English houses; the importance of Boston in the development of the world-soul; the advantages of the baggage-check system [22 - baggage-check system – ñèñòåìà ðåãèñòðàöèè áàãàæà] in railway travelling; and the sweetness of the New York accent as compared to the London drawl. No mention at all was made of the supernatural. At eleven o’clock the family retired, and by half-past all the lights were out. Some time after, Mr. Otis was awakened by a curious noise in the corridor, outside his room. It sounded like the clank of metal, and seemed to be coming nearer every moment. He got up at once, struck a match, and looked at the time. It was exactly one o’clock. He was quite calm. The strange noise still continued, and with it he heard distinctly the sound of footsteps. He put on his slippers, took a small phial out of his dressing-case, and opened the door. Right in front of him he saw an old man of terrible aspect. [23 - of terrible aspect – æóòêîâàòîãî âèäà] His eyes were as red burning coals; long grey hair fell over his shoulders in matted coils; his garments, which were of antique cut, [24 - of antique cut – ñòàðèííîãî ïîêðîÿ] were soiled and ragged, and from his wrists and ankles hung heavy manacles and rusty gyves.
   “My dear sir,” said Mr. Otis, “I really must insist on your oiling those chains, [25 - I really must insist on your oiling those chains – ß íàñòîÿòåëüíî ïðîøó âàñ âïðåäü ñìàçûâàòü ýòè öåïè] and have brought you for that purpose a small bottle of the Tammany Rising Sun Lubricator. [26 - Tammany Rising Sun Lubricator – ñìàçî÷íîå ñðåäñòâî äåìîêðàòè÷åñêîé îðãàíèçàöèè «Âîñõîäÿùåå ñîëíöå»] I shall leave it here for you by the bedroom candles, and will be happy to supply you with more, if you need it.” With these words the United States Minister laid the bottle down on a marble table, and, closing his door, retired to rest.


   For a moment the Canterville ghost stood quite motionless in natural indignation; then, dashing the bottle violently upon the floor, [27 - dashing the bottle violently upon the floor – ÿðîñòíî ðàçáèâ ïóçûðåê îá ïîë] he went down the corridor, uttering hollow groans, and emitting a green light. Just, however, as he reached the top of the staircase, a door was flung open, two little white-robed figures appeared, and a large pillow whizzed past his head! There was evidently no time to be lost, so, adopting the Fourth dimension of Space as a means of escape, [28 - adopting the Fourth dimension of Space as a means of escape – èñïîëüçóÿ ÷åòâåðòîå èçìåðåíèå êàê ñïîñîá óëèçíóòü] he vanished through the wainscoting, and the house became quite quiet.
   On reaching a small secret chamber in the left wing, he leaned up against a moonbeam to recover his breath, and began to try and realize his position. Never, in a brilliant and uninterrupted career of three hundred years, had he been so grossly insulted. He thought of the Dowager Duchess, whom he had frightened into a fit as she stood before the glass in her lace and diamonds; of the four housemaids, who had gone into hysterics when he merely smiled at them through the curtains on one of the spare bedrooms; of the rector of the parish, whose candle he had blown out as he was coming late one night from the library; and of old Madame de Tremouillac, who, having wakened up one morning early and seen a skeleton seated in an armchair by the fire reading her diary, had been confined to her bed [29 - confined to her bed – íå âñòàâàëà ñ ïîñòåëè] for six weeks with an attack of brain fever, and, on her recovery, had become reconciled to the Church, and broken off her connection with that notorious sceptic, Monsieur de Voltaire. He remembered the terrible night when Lord Canterville was found choking in his dressing-room, with the knave of diamonds half-way down his throat, [30 - with the knave of diamonds half-way down his throat – ñ áóáíîâûì âàëåòîì â ãîðëå] and confessed, just before he died, that he had cheated Charles James Fox out of 50,000 pounds at Crockford’s by means of that very card, and swore that the ghost had made him swallow it. All his great achievements came back to him again, from the butler who had shot himself in the pantry because he had seen a green hand tapping at the window-pane, to the beautiful Lady Stutfield, who was always obliged to wear a black velvet band round her throat to hide the mark of five fingers burnt upon her white skin, and who drowned herself at last in the pond. And after all this some wretched modern Americans were to come and offer him the Rising Sun Lubricator, and throw pillows at his head! It was quite unbearable. Besides, no ghost in history had ever been treated in this manner. Accordingly, he determined to have vengeance, and remained till daylight in an attitude of deep thought. [31 - and remained till daylight in an attitude of deep thought – è ïîãðóçèëñÿ â ðàçäóìüÿ äî ñàìîãî ðàññâåòà]


   Exercises

   1. Answer the questions:
   1. What did the Otis family find when they came down to breakfast?
   2. What subjects did the Otis family discuss?
   3. When did the family retire?
   4. Why was Mr. Otis awakened?
   5. What noise did Mr. Otis hear?
   6. What did the ghost look like?
   7. What did Mr. Otis give to the ghost?
   8. How did the ghost manage to escape?
   9. Why did the ghost feel insulted?
   10. What did the ghost decide to do?

   2. True or false?
   1. When the Otis family came down to breakfast they didn’t find anything suspicious.
   2. The family returned home at nine o’clock.
   3. In the evening the family discussed such subjects as the sweetness of the New York accent as compared to the London drawl and the advantages of the baggage-check system in railway travelling.
   4. Some time after Mr. Otis was awakened by a curious noise coming from upstairs.
   5. When Mr. Otis opened the door he saw a young man of pleasant appearance in front of him.
   6. Mr. Otis brought to the ghost a small bottle of perfume.
   7. The ghost was very happy to get the present from Mr. Otis.
   8. After the ghost vanished through wainscoting the house became quite quiet.
   9. The ghost felt extremely insulted.
   10. The ghost determined to have vengeance.

   3. Find in the text the English equivalents to the following words and expressions:
   íè÷åãî îñîáåííîãî, ïîäîçðåâàòü, îáû÷íàÿ áåñåäà, ïðåâîñõîäñòâî, ïðîòÿæíîå ïðîèçíîøåíèå, ñâåðõúåñòåñòâåííîå, ñòðàííûé øóì, çâîí (öåïåé), îò÷åòëèâî, ñòàðèííîãî ïîêðîÿ, îáåñïå÷èòü ÷åì-ëèáî, ìðàìîðíûé, íåãîäîâàíèå, êðóæåâî, ïðåñëîâóòûé, áóáíîâûé âàëåò, áàðõàòíûé, íåâûíîñèìî.
   4. Write questions to the following answers.
   1. When they came down to breakfast they found the terrible stain of blood once again.
   2. Mr. Otis began to suspect that he had been too dogmatic in his denial of the existence of ghosts.
   3. The family retired at eleven o’clock.
   4. Mr. Otis woke up because he heard a curious noise.
   5. Right in front of him he saw an old man of terrible aspect.
   6. Mr.Otis asked the ghost to oil his chains.
   7. Mr. Otis gave the ghost a small bottle of the Tammany Rising Sun lubricator.
   8. The twins threw pillows at the ghost’s head.
   9. The ghost vanished through a wainscoting.
   10. The ghost felt insulted because no other ghost in history had ever been treated in this manner.

   5. Fill in the gaps with the words from the box.


   1. The storm raged _____________ all that night.
   2. He ___________ the stain a second time, but the second morning it appeared again.
   3. Mrs. Otis expressed her ________________ of joining the Psychical Society.
   4. It sounded like the ________________ of metal, and seemed to be coming nearer every moment.
   5. He put on his slippers, took a small ________________ out of his dressing-case, and opened the door.
   6. For a moment the Canterville ghost stood quite motionless in natural _____ _____________.
   7. On reaching a small secret chamber in the left wing, he leaned up against a _____________ to recover his breath.
   8. A large pillow ____________ past his head.
   9. Lady Stutfield was always ____________ _____ to wear a black velvet band round her throat to hide the mark of five fingers burnt upon her white skin.
   10. He determined to have ________________, and remained till daylight in an attitude of deep thought.


   III

   The next morning, when the Otis family met at breakfast, they discussed the ghost at some length. [32 - at some length – â òå÷åíèå äîñòàòî÷íî ïðîäîëæèòåëüíîãî âðåìåíè] The United States Minister was naturally a little annoyed to find that his present had not been accepted. “I have no wish,” he said, “to do the ghost any personal injury, [33 - to do the ghost any personal injury – íàíåñòè ïðèâèäåíèþ êàêîå áû òî íè áûëî ëè÷íîå îñêîðáëåíèå] and I must say that, considering the length of time he has been in the house, I don’t think it is at all polite to throw pillows at him,”– a very just remark, at which, I am sorry to say, the twins burst into shouts of laughter. [34 - burst into shouts of laughter – ðàçðàçèëèñü ñìåõîì] “Upon the other hand,” he continued, “if he really declines to use the Rising Sun Lubricator, we shall have to take his chains from him. It would be quite impossible to sleep, with such a noise going on outside the bedrooms.”
   For the rest of the week, however, they were undisturbed, the only thing that excited any attention being the continual renewal [35 - continual renewal – ïîñòîÿííîå ïîÿâëåíèå] of the blood-stain on the library floor. This certainly was very strange, as the door was always locked at night by Mr. Otis, and the windows kept closely barred. The chameleon-like colour [36 - chameleon-like colour – ïåðåìåí÷èâûé öâåò] of the stain excited a good deal of comment. Some mornings it was a dull red, then it would be vermilion, then a rich purple, and once when they came down for family prayers, they found it a bright emerald-green. These kaleidoscopic changes naturally amused the party [37 - amused the party – çàáàâëÿëè ñåìüþ] very much, and bets on the subject were freely made every evening. The only person who did not like it was little Virginia, who, for some unexplained reason, was always a good deal distressed at the sight [38 - at the sight – ïðè âèäå] of the blood-stain, and nearly cried the morning it was emerald-green.
   The second appearance of the ghost was on Sunday night. Shortly after they had gone to bed they were suddenly alarmed by a fearful crash in the hall. Rushing downstairs, they found that a large suit of old armour [39 - suit of old armour – ñòàðèííûå äîñïåõè] had fallen on the stone floor, while seated in a chair was the Canterville ghost, rubbing his knees with an expression of agony on his face. The twins, having brought their pea-shooters with them, at once discharged two pellets on him, while the United States Minister covered him with his revolver, [40 - covered him with his revolver – âûñòðåëèë â íåãî èç ðåâîëüâåðà] and called upon him, in accordance with Californian etiquette, to hold up his hands! The ghost started up with a wild shriek of rage, and swept through them like a mist, extinguishing Washington Otis’s candle as he passed, and so leaving them all in total darkness. On reaching the top of the staircase he recovered himself, and determined to give his celebrated demoniac laughter. It was said to have turned Lord Raker’s wig grey [41 - It was said to have turned Lord Raker’s wig grey – Ïîãîâàðèâàëè, ÷òî îò ýòîãî ïîñåäåë ïàðèê ëîðäà Ðýéêåðà] in a single night, and had certainly made three of Lady Canterville’s French governesses give warning before their month was up. [42 - give warning before their month was up – ïðåäóïðåäèëè îá óõîäå, íå ïðîðàáîòàâ è ìåñÿöà] He accordingly laughed his most horrible laugh, but hardly had the fearful echo died away when a door opened, and Mrs. Otis came out in a light blue dressing-gown. “I am afraid you are far from well, [43 - I am afraid you are far from well – Áîþñü, âàì ñîâñåì íåõîðîøî]” she said, “and have brought you a bottle of Doctor Dobell’s tincture. If it is indigestion, you will find it a most excellent remedy.” The ghost glared at her in fury, and began at once to make preparations for turning himself into a large black dog. The sound of approaching footsteps, however, made him hesitate in his fell purpose, so he contented himself with becoming faintly phosphorescent, and vanished with a deep groan, just as the twins had come up to him.
   On reaching his room he entirely broke down. [44 - he entirely broke down – îí ïîëíîñòüþ ïîòåðÿë ñàìîîáëàäàíèå] The vulgarity of the twins, and the gross materialism of Mrs. Otis, were naturally extremely annoying, but what really distressed him most was that he had been unable to wear the suit of mail. [45 - the suit of mail – êîëü÷óãà] He had hoped that even modern Americans would be thrilled by the sight of a Spectre in armour, if for no more sensible reason, at least out of respect for their natural poet Longfellow, [46 - poet Longfellow – ïîýò Ëîíãôýëëî – àâòîð áàëëàäû “Skeleton in Armour” (Ñêåëåò â äîñïåõàõ)] over whose graceful and attractive poetry he himself had whiled away many a weary hour when the Cantervilles were up in town. Besides it was his own suit. He had worn it with great success at the Kenilworth tournament, and had been highly complimented on it by no less a person than the Queen herself. Yet when he had put it on, he had been completely overpowered by the weight of the huge breastplate and steel casque, and had fallen heavily on the stone pavement, barking both his knees severely, and bruising the knuckles of his right hand.
   For some days after this he was extremely ill, and hardly stirred out of his room at all, except to keep the blood-stain in proper repair. [47 - in proper repair – â íàäëåæàùåì âèäå]
   However, by taking great care of himself, he recovered, and resolved to make a third attempt to frighten the United States Minister and his family. He selected Friday, August 17th, for his appearance, and spent most of that day in looking over his wardrobe, ultimately deciding in favour of a large hat with a red feather, a winding-sheet frilled at the wrists and neck, and a rusty dagger. Towards evening a violent storm of rain came on, and the wind was so high that all the windows and doors in the old house shook and rattled. In fact, it was just such weather as he loved. His plan of action was this. He was to make his way quietly to Washington Otis’s room, gibber at him from the foot of the bed, and stab himself three times in the throat to the sound of low music. He bore Washington a special grudge, [48 - He bore Washington a special grudge – Îí áûë îñîáåííî çîë íà Âàøèíãòîíà] being quite aware that it was he who was in the habit of removing the famous Canterville blood-stain by means of Pinkerton’s Paragon Detergent. Having reduced the reckless youth to a condition of abject terror, [49 - to a condition of abject terror – äî ñîñòîÿíèÿ áëàãîãîâåéíîãî óæàñà] he was then to proceed to the room occupied by the United States Minister and his wife, and there to place a clammy hand on Mrs. Otis’s forehead, while he hissed into her trembling husband’s ear the awful secrets of the charnel-house. With regard to little Virginia, he had not quite made up his mind. She had never insulted him in any way, and was pretty and gentle. A few hollow groans from the wardrobe, he thought, would be more than sufficient. As for the twins, he was quite determined to teach them a lesson. The first thing to be done was, of course, to sit upon their chests, so as to produce the stifling sensation of nightmare. [50 - the stifling sensation of nightmare – óäóøàþùèé êîøìàð] Then, as their beds were quite close to each other, to stand between them in the form of a green, icy-cold corpse, till they became paralyzed with fear, and finally, to throw off the winding-sheet, and crawl round the room, with white bones and one rolling eyeball, [51 - one rolling eyeball – îäíèì âðàùàþùèìñÿ ãëàçîì] in the character of “Dumb Daniel, or the Suicide’s Skeleton,” [52 - “Dumb Daniel, or the Suicide’s Skeleton,” – «Îíåìåâøèé Äàíèýëü, èëè ñêåëåò-ñàìîóáèéöà»] a role in which he had on more than one occasion produced a great effect.”
   At half-past ten he heard the family going to bed. He chuckled to himself, and turned the corner; but no sooner had he done so, than, with a wail of terror, he fell back, and hid his face in his long, bony hands. Right in front of him was standing a horrible spectre, motionless as a carven image, [53 - as a carven image – ñëîâíî ðåçíîå èçâàÿíèå] and monstrous as a madman’s dream! Its head was bald and burnished; its face round, and fat, and white; and hideous laughter seemed to have writhed its features into an eternal grin. From the eyes streamed rays of scarlet light and a hideous garment, like to his own, swathed with its silent snows the Titan form. On its breast was a placard with strange writing in antique characters, [54 - antique characters – äðåâíèå ñèìâîëû] some scroll of shame it seemed, some record of wild sins, some awful calendar of crime, and, with its right hand, it bore a falchion of gleaming steel.
   Never having seen a ghost before, he naturally was terribly frightened, and, after a second hasty glance at the awful phantom, he fled back to his room, tripping up [55 - tripping up – ïóòàÿñü, ñïîòûêàÿñü] in his long winding-sheet, and finally dropping the rusty dagger into the Minister’s jack-boots, where it was found in the morning by the butler. Once in the privacy of his own apartment, he flung himself down on a small pallet-bed, [56 - he flung himself down on a small pallet-bed – ðóõíóë íà ìàëåíüêèé ñîëîìåííûé òþôÿê] and hid his face under the clothes. After a time, however, the brave old Canterville spirit asserted itself, and he determined to go and speak to the other ghost as soon as it was daylight. Accordingly, just as the dawn was touching the hills with silver, he returned towards the spot where he had first seen the phantom, feeling that, after all, two ghosts were better than one, and that, by the aid of his new friend, he might safely grapple with the twins. On reaching the spot, however, a terrible sight met his gaze. Something had evidently happened to the spectre, for the light had entirely faded from its hollow eyes, the falchion had fallen from its hand, and it was leaning up against the wall in a strained and uncomfortable attitude. [57 - it was leaning up against the wall in a strained and uncomfortable attitude – îí îïèðàëñÿ î ñòåíó ñòðàííûì è íååñòåñòâåííûì îáðàçîì] He rushed forward and seized it in his arms, when, to his horror, the head slipped off and rolled on the floor, the body assumed a recumbent posture, [58 - assumed a recumbent posture – ïðèíÿëî ëåæà÷åå ïîëîæåíèå] and he found himself clasping a white dimity bed-curtain, with a sweeping-brush, a kitchen knife, and a hollow turnip lying at his feet! Unable to understand this curious transformation, he clutched the placard with haste, and there, in the grey morning light, he read these fearful words:

   YE OTIS GHOSTE
   Ye Onlie True and Originale Spook,
   Beware of Ye Imitationes.
   All others are counterfeite. [59 - ÏÐÈÂÅÄÅÍÈÅ ÎÒÈÑ. Íàñòàÿùèé è îðèãåíàëüíûé ïðèçðàê. Îïàñàéòåñü ïàääåëîê. Ëþáûå äðóãèå – íåíàñòàÿùèå (òåêñò ñ îøèáêàìè, íàïèñàííûé áëèçíåöàìè)]

   The whole thing flashed across him. He had been tricked, foiled, and outwitted! The old Canterville look came into his eyes; he ground his toothless gums together; and, raising his hands high above his head, swore according to the picturesque phraseology of the antique school, that, when Chanticleer had sounded twice his merry horn, [60 - when Chanticleer had sounded twice his merry horn – íå óñïååò Øàíòåêëåð (ïåâåö çàðè) äâàæäû ïðîòðóáèòü â ñâîé ðîã] deeds of blood would happen, and murder walk abroad with silent feet.
   Hardly had he finished this awful oath when, from the red-tiled roof of a distant homestead, a cock crew. He laughed a long, low, bitter laugh, and waited. Hour after hour he waited, but the cock, for some strange reason, did not crow again. Finally, at half-past seven, the arrival of the housemaids made him give up his fearful vigil, and he returned back to his room, thinking of his vain oath and ruined hopes. There he consulted several books of ancient chivalry, of which he was fond, and found that, on every occasion on which this oath had been used, Chanticleer [61 - Chanticleer – çä. ïåòóõ] had always crowed a second time. “Perdition seize the naughty fowl, [62 - Perdition seize the naughty fowl – Äà ïîñòèãíåò ïîãèáåëü ãàäêóþ ïòèöó]” he muttered. And he then retired to a comfortable lead coffin, and stayed there till evening.


   Exercises

   1. Answer the questions:
   1. Why was the United States Minister a little annoyed?
   2. When did the ghost appear for the second time?
   3. What did the twins do to the ghost?
   4. What did Mrs. Otis bring to the ghost?
   5. Did the ghost make a third attempt to frighten the United States Minister and his family?
   6. What was his plan of action?
   7. What did the ghost see when he turned the corner?
   8. What did the terrible spectre look like?
   9. Why was the ghost frightened?
   10. Who constructed the terrible spectre?
   When did the ghost return to his room?

   2. True or false?
   1. The United States Minister was naturally a little annoyed to find that his present had not been accepted.
   2. The twins were very sorry for the things they had done to the ghost.
   3. The second appearance of the ghost was on Saturday night.
   4. Mrs. Otis brought the ghost some pills.
   5. The ghost felt distressed because he had been unable to wear the suit of mail.
   6. The ghost resolved to make a third attempt to frighten the United States Minister and his family.
   7. The ghost bore Virginia a special grudge, being quite aware that it was she who was in the habit of removing the famous Canterville blood-stain by means of Pinkerton’s Paragon Detergent.
   8. When the ghost turned the corner he saw a beautiful lady right in front of him.
   9. The twins managed to outwit the ghost.
   10. At half-past seven the ghost returned back to his room, thinking of his vain oath and ruined hopes.

   3. Find in the text the English equivalents to the following words and expressions:
   ñïðàâåäëèâîå çàìå÷àíèå, ïî íåêîòîðîé íåîáúÿñíèìîé ïðè÷èíå, â ñîîòâåòñòâèè ñ, â ïîëíîé òåìíîòå, íåñâàðåíèå æåëóäêà, â áåøåíñòâå, òóðíèð, â íàäëåæàùåì ñîñòîÿíèè, ðæàâûé, áåçðàññóäíûé þíåö, ïðåïîäàòü óðîê, òàáëè÷êà, æèâîïèñíûé, êðîâàâûå äåÿíèÿ, ñâèíöîâûé ãðîá.

   4. Write questions to the following answers.
   1. The United States Minister was a little annoyed because his present had not been accepted.
   2. The chameleon-like colour of the stain excited a good deal of comment.
   3. The second appearance of the ghost was on Sunday night.
   4. They discharged two pellets on the ghost.
   5. Mrs. Otis gave the ghost a bottle of Doctor Dobell’s tincture.
   6. Longfello is a famous poet.
   7. He fell back because he saw an awful phantom.
   8. Its head was bald and burnished; its face round, and fat, and white.
   9. There was a placard with strange writing on its breast.
   10. He retired to a comfortable lead coffin.

   5. Fill in the gaps with the words from the box.


   1. If he really ___________________ to use the Rising Sun Lubricator, we shall have to take his chains from him.
   2. The only thing that excited any attention being the ___________________ of the blood-stain on the library floor.
   3. The second ___________________ of the ghost was on Sunday night.
   4. The ghost was rubbing his knees with an ___________________ of agony on his face.
   5. Towards evening a ___________________storm of rain came on, and the wind was so high that all the windows and doors in the old house shook and rattled.
   6. ___________________ little Virginia, he had not quite made up his mind.
   7. He ___________________ to himself, and turned the corner.
   8. Right in front of him was standing a horrible spectre, motionless as a _______ ____________ image, and monstrous as a madman’s dream!
   9. It bore a ___________________ of gleaming steel.
   10. But the cock, __________________, did not crow again.


   IV

   The next day the ghost was very weak and tired. The terrible excitement of the last four weeks was beginning to have its effect. His nerves were completely shattered, and he started at the slightest noise. For five days he kept his room, [63 - he kept his room – íå âûõîäèë èç êîìíàòû] and at last made up his mind to give up the point of the blood-stain on the library floor. If the Otis family did not want it, they clearly did not deserve it. They were evidently people on a low, material plan of existence, and quite incapable of appreciating the symbolic value of sensuous phenomena. The question of phantasmic apparitions, and the development of astral bodies, was of course quite a different matter, and really not under his control. It was his duty to appear in the corridor once a week, and to gibber from the large oriel window on the first and third Wednesdays in every month, and he did not see how he could honourably escape from his obligations. It is quite true that his life had been very evil, but, upon the other hand, he was most conscientious in all things connected with the supernatural.
   For the next three Saturdays, accordingly, he traversed the corridor as usual between midnight and three o’clock, taking every possible precaution against being either heard or seen. He removed his boots, trod as lightly as possible on the old worm-eaten boards, wore a large black velvet cloak, and was careful to use the Rising Sun Lubricator for oiling his chains. I am bound to acknowledge that it was with a good deal of difficulty that he brought himself to adopt this last mode of protection. However, one night, while the family were at dinner, he slipped into Mr. Otis’s bedroom and carried off the bottle. He felt a little humiliated at first, but afterwards was sensible enough to see that there was a great deal to be said for the invention, and, to a certain degree, it served his purpose. Still in spite of everything he was not left unmolested. [64 - He was not left unmolested – Åãî íå îñòàâëÿëè â ïîêîå] Strings were continually being stretched across the corridor, over which he tripped in the dark, and on one occasion, while dressed for the part of “Black Isaac,” he met with a severe fall, through treading on a butter-slide, [65 - through treading on a butter-slide – ïîñêîëüçíóâøèñü íà íàòåðòîì ìàñëîì ïîëó] which the twins had constructed from the entrance of the Tapestry Chamber to the top of the oak staircase. This last insult so enraged him, that he resolved to make one final effort to assert his dignity [66 - to assert his dignity – çàùèòèòü ñâîå äîñòîèíñòâî] and social position, and determined to visit the twins the next night in his celebrated character of “Reckless Rupert.”
   He had not appeared in this disguise for more than seventy years; in fact, not since he had so frightened pretty Lady Barbara Modish by means of it, that she suddenly broke off her engagement with the present Lord Canterville’s grandfather, and ran away to Gretna Green with handsome Jack Castletown, declaring that nothing in the world would induce her to marry into a family that allowed such a horrible phantom to walk up and down the terrace at twilight. Poor Jack was afterwards shot in a duel by Lord Canterville, and Lady Barbara died of a broken heart at Tunbridge Wells before the year was out, so, in every way, it had been a great success. It was, however an extremely difficult “make-up,” and it took him fully three hours to make his preparations. At last everything was ready, and he was very pleased with his appearance. The big leather boots that went with the dress [67 - went with the dress – ïîäõîäèëè ê îäåÿíèþ] were just a little too large for him, and he could only find one of the two horse-pistols, but, on the whole, he was quite satisfied, and at a quarter-past one he glided out of the wainscoting and crept down the corridor. On reaching the room occupied by the twins, which was called the Blue Bed Chamber, he found the door just ajar. Wishing to make an effective entrance, he flung it wide open, [68 - he flung it wide open – îí øèðîêî åå ðàñïàõíóë] when a heavy jug of water fell right down on him, wetting him to the skin. At the same moment he heard stifled shrieks of laughter [69 - stifled shrieks of laughter – ñäàâëèâàåìûé ñìåõ] proceeding from the bed. The shock to his nervous system was so great that he fled back to his room as hard as he could go, and the next day he was laid up with a severe cold. [70 - was laid up with a severe cold – ñëåã ñ òÿæåëîé ïðîñòóäîé] The only thing that at all consoled him in the whole affair was the fact that he had not brought his head with him, for, had he done so, the consequences might have been very serious.
   He now gave up all hope of ever frightening this rude American family, and contented himself, as a rule, with creeping about the passages in slippers, with a thick red muffler round his throat for fear of draughts, and a small arquebuse, [71 - arquebuse – ðàçíîâèäíîñòü ãëàäêîñòâîëüíîãî ðóæüÿ] in case he should be attacked by the twins. The final blow he received occurred on the 19th of September. He had gone downstairs to the great entrance-hall, feeling sure that there, at any rate, he would be quite unmolested, [72 - he would be quite unmolested – åãî ñêîðåå âñåãî íèêòî íå ïîáåñïîêîèò] and was amusing himself by making satirical remarks on the large Saroni photographs of the United States Minister and his wife which had now taken the place of the Canterville family pictures. He was simply but neatly dressed in a long shroud, spotted with churchyard mould, had tied up his jaw with a strip of yellow linen, and carried a small lantern and a sexton’s spade. In fact, he was dressed for the character of “Jonas the Graveless,” one of his most remarkable impersonations, and one which the Cantervilles had every reason to remember, as it was the real origin of their quarrel with their neighbour, Lord Rufford. It was about a quarter-past two o’clock in the morning, and, as far as he could ascertain, no one was stirring. As he was strolling towards the library, however, to see if there were any traces left of the blood-stain, suddenly there leaped out on him from a dark corner two figures, who waved their arms wildly above their heads, and shrieked out “BOO!” in his ear.


   Seized with a panic, which, under the circumstances, was only natural, he rushed for the staircase, but found Washington Otis waiting for him there with the big garden-syringe, and being thus hemmed in by his enemies on every side, and driven almost to bay, [73 - and driven almost to bay – è îêàçàâøèéñÿ â ïðàêòè÷åñêè áåçâûõîäíîì ïîëîæåíèè] he vanished into the great iron stove and had to make his way home through the flues and chimneys, arriving at his own room in a terrible state of dirt, disorder, and despair.
   After this he was not seen again on any nocturnal expedition. [74 - nocturnal expedition – íî÷íàÿ âûëàçêà] The twins lay in wait for him on several occasions, and strewed the passages with nutshells every night to the great annoyance of their parents and the servants, but it was of no avail. [75 - of no avail – áåñïîëåçíî] It was quite evident that his feelings were so wounded that he would not appear. Mr. Otis consequently resumed his great work on the history of the Democratic Party, on which he had been engaged for some years; Mrs. Otis organized a wonderful clam-bake, which amazed the whole county; the boys took to euchre, poker, and other American national games, [76 - took to euchre, poker, and other American national games – ïðèñòðàñòèëèñü ê þêåðó, ïîêåðó è äðóãèì àìåðèêàíñêèì íàöèîíàëüíûì èãðàì] and Virginia rode about the lanes on her pony, accompanied by the young Duke of Cheshire, who had come to spend the last week of his holidays at Canterville Chase. It was generally assumed that the ghost had gone away, and, in fact, Mr. Otis wrote a letter to that effect [77 - to that effect – ñîîòâåòñòâóþùåãî ñîäåðæàíèÿ] to Lord Canterville, who, in reply, expressed his great pleasure at the news, and sent his best congratulations to the Minister’s worthy wife.
   The Otises, however, were deceived, for the ghost was still in the house, and though now almost an invalid, was by no means ready to let matters rest, [78 - to let matters rest – çä. îòêàçûâàòüñÿ îò çàäóìàííîãî] particularly as he heard that among the guests was the young Duke of Cheshire, whose grand-uncle, Lord Francis Stilton, had once bet a hundred guineas with Colonel Carbury that he would play dice [79 - would play dice – ñûãðàåò â êîñòè] with the Canterville ghost, and was found the next morning lying on the floor of the card-room in such a helpless paralytic state that, though he lived on to a great age, [80 - though he lived on to a great age – õîòü îí è äîæèë äî ïðåêëîííûõ ëåò] he was never able to say anything again but “Double Sixes.” The story was well known at the time, though, of course, out of respect to [81 - out of respect to – èç óâàæåíèÿ ê] the feelings of the two noble families, every attempt was made to hush it up, and a full account of all the circumstances connected with it will be found in the third volume of Lord Tattle’s Recollections of the Prince Regent and his Friends. The ghost, then, was naturally very anxious to show that he had not lost his influence over the Stiltons, with whom, indeed, he was distantly connected, [82 - was distantly connected – èìåë íåêîòîðóþ ñâÿçü] his own first cousin having been married, en secondes noces, [83 - en secondes noces – ôð. âòîðûì áðàêîì] to the Sieur de Bulkeley, from whom, as every one knows, the Dukes of Cheshire are descended. Accordingly, he made arrangements [84 - made arrangements – ïîäãîòîâèëñÿ] for appearing to Virginia’s little lover in his celebrated impersonation of “The Vampire Monk, or the Bloodless Benedictine,” a performance so horrible that when old Lady Startup saw it, which she did on one fatal New Year’s Eve, in the year 1764, she went off into the most piercing shrieks, [85 - she went off into the most piercing shrieks – îíà èçäàëà óæàñíûå, ïðîíçèòåëüíûå âîïëè] which culminated in violent apoplexy, and died in three days, after disinheriting the Cantervilles, who were her nearest relations, and leaving all her money to her London apothecary. At the last moment, however, his terror of the twins prevented his leaving his room, [86 - his terror of the twins prevented his leaving his room – óæàñ ïåðåä áëèçíåöàìè ïîìåøàë åìó ïîêèíóòü ñâîþ êîìíàòó] and the little Duke slept in peace under the great feathered canopy in the Royal Bedchamber, and dreamed of Virginia.


   Exercises

   1. Answer the questions:
   1. Why did the ghost decide to give up the point of the blood-stain on the library floor?
   2. What was the ghost’s duty?
   3. What did the ghost do one night while the family were at dinner?
   4. What happened on the 19th of September?
   5. What is a clam-bake?
   6. Why did Lady Barbara Modish break off her engagement with the present Lord Canterville’s grandfather?
   7. What did the ghost find on reaching the room occupied by the twins?
   8. What did the ghost look like when he was creeping about the passages?
   9. Who accompanied Virginia while she was riding about the lanes on her pony?
   10. What did Mr. Otis write in his letter to Mr. Canterville?

   2. True or false?
   1. The ghost kept his room for ten days.
   2. The ghost got extremely nervous.
   3. The ghost didn’t use the Rising Sun Lubricator for oiling his chains and continued to make terrible noise at night.
   4. One day the ghost determined to visit the twins in his celebrated character of “Reckless Rupert.”
   5. Lady Barbara Modish married Jack Castletown and they lived happily ever after.
   6. When the ghost flung the door open a heavy jug of water fell right down on him.
   7. Next day the ghost fell ill.
   8. The ghost gave up all hope of ever frightening this rude American family.
   9. The final blow he received occurred on the 16th of September.
   10. Mr. Otis resumed his great work on the history of the Republican Party, on which he had been engaged for some years.

   3. Find in the text the English equivalents to the following words and expressions:
   íå âûõîäèë èç êîìíàòû, ñóùåñòâîâàíèå, íåñïîñîáíûé, áàðõàòíàÿ íàêèäêà, ïðîøìûãíóë, â íåêîòîðîé ñòåïåíè, ïîáóæäàòü, ñóìåðêè, âî âñåõ îòíîøåíèÿõ, ïðîèçâîäèòü ïîäãîòîâêó, ïðèîòêðûòûé, ïîñëåäñòâèÿ, óäîñòîâåðèòüñÿ, îáúÿòûé ïàíèêîé, âîñõèòèòåëüíûé ïèêíèê ó ìîðÿ, âîïëîùåíèå, áëèæàéøèå ðîäñòâåííèêè.

   4. Write questions to the following answers.
   1. He kept his room for five days.
   2. He slipped into Mr. Otis’s bedroom and carried off the bottle.
   3. The ghost determined to visit the twins in his celebrated character of “Reckless Rupert.”
   4. A heavy jug of water fell right down on him, wetting him to the skin.
   5. The next day he was laid up with a severe cold.
   6. The final blow he received occurred on the 19th of September.
   7. He was dressed in a long shroud, spotted with churchyard mould.
   8. The young Duke of Cheshire spent the last week of his holidays at Canterville Chase.
   9. Lord Canterville expressed his great pleasure at the news.
   10. Lady Startup left all her money to her London apothecary.

   5. Fill in the gaps with the words from the box.


   1. The terrible _______________ of the last four weeks was beginning to have its effect.
   2. He was most ____________ in all things connected with the supernatural.
   3. Strings were continually being _______ _____________ across the corridor.
   4. He had not appeared in this __________ __________ for more than seventy years.
   5. She suddenly broke off her _________ ___________ with the present Lord Canterville’s grandfather.
   6. At the same moment he heard ____________ of laughter proceeding from the bed.
   7. It was quite evident that his feelings were so __________ that he would not appear.
   8. Mr. Otis consequently _________________ his great work on the history of the Democratic Party.
   9. He made ____________________ for appearing to Virginia’s little lover in his celebrated impersonation of “The Vampire Monk, or the Bloodless Benedictine.”
   10. The little Duke slept in peace under the great ____________________ canopy in the Royal Bedchamber.


   V

   A few days after this, Virginia and her curly-haired cavalier went out riding on Brockley meadows, where she tore her habit [87 - tore her habit – ðàçîðâàëà ñâîå îäåÿíèå] so badly in getting through a hedge that, on their return home, she made up her mind to go up by the back staircase so as not to be seen. As she was running past the Tapestry Chamber, the door of which happened to be open, she fancied she saw some one inside, and thinking it was her mother’s maid, who sometimes used to bring her work there, looked in to ask her to mend her habit. To her immense surprise, however, it was the Canterville Ghost himself! He was sitting by the window, watching the ruined gold of the yellowing trees fly through the air, [88 - watching the ruined gold of the yellowing trees fly through the air – íàáëþäàÿ çà òåì, êàê êðóæèòñÿ çîëîòèñòàÿ ëèñòâà, îïàäàÿ ñ äåðåâüåâ] and the red leaves dancing madly down the long avenue. His head was leaning on his hand, and his whole attitude was one of extreme depression. Indeed, so lonely, and so much out of repair did he look, [89 - and so much out of repair did he look – è òàêèì ïîäàâëåííûì îí âûãëÿäåë] that little Virginia, whose first idea had been to run away and lock herself in her room, was filled with pity, and determined to try and comfort him. So light was her footfall, and so deep his melancholy, that he was not aware of her presence till she spoke to him.
   “I am so sorry for you,” she said, “but my brothers are going back to Eton to-morrow, and then, if you behave yourself, [90 - if you behave yourself – åñëè âû áóäåòå âåñòè ñåáÿ ïðèëè÷íî] no one will annoy you.”
   “It is absurd asking me to behave myself,” he answered, looking round in astonishment at the pretty little girl who had ventured to address him, “quite absurd. I must rattle my chains, and groan through keyholes, and walk about at night, if that is what you mean. It is my only reason for existing.”
   “It is no reason at all for existing, and you know you have been very wicked. Mrs. Umney told us, the first day we arrived here, that you had killed your wife.”
   “Well, I quite admit it,” said the Ghost “but it was a purely family matter, and concerned no one else.”
   “It is very wrong to kill anyone,” said Virginia.
   “Oh, I hate the cheap severity of abstract ethics! My wife was very plain and knew nothing about cookery. Why, there was a buck I had shot in Hogley Woods, and do you know how she had it sent to table? However, it is no matter now, for it is all over, and I don’t think it was very nice of her brothers to starve me to death, [91 - to starve me to death – çàìîðèòü ìåíÿ ãîëîäîì] though I did kill her.”
   “Starve you to death? Oh, Mr. Ghost – I mean Sir Simon, are you hungry? I have a sandwich in my bag. Would you like it?”
   “No, thank you, I never eat anything now; but it is very kind of you, all the same, and you are much nicer than the rest of your horrid, rude, vulgar, dishonest family.”
   “Stop!” cried Virginia, stamping her foot, “it is you who are rude, and horrid, and vulgar, and as for dishonesty, you know you stole the paints out of my box to try and furbish up that ridiculous blood-stain in the library. First you took all my reds, including the vermilion, and I couldn’t do any more sunsets, then you took the emerald-green and the chrome-yellow, and finally I had nothing left but indigo and Chinese white, and could only do moonlight scenes, which are always depressing to look at, and not at all easy to paint. I never told on you, though I was very much annoyed, and it was most ridiculous, the whole thing; for who ever heard of emerald-green blood?”


   “Well, really,” said the Ghost, rather meekly, “what was I to do? [92 - what was I to do? – ÷òî ÿ ìîã ïîäåëàòü?] It is a very difficult thing to get real blood nowadays, and, as your brother began it all with his Paragon Detergent, I certainly saw no reason why I should not have your paints. As for colour, that is always a matter of taste: the Cantervilles have blue blood, for instance, the very bluest in England; but I know you Americans don’t care for things of this kind.”
   “You know nothing about it, and the best thing you can do is to emigrate and improve your mind. [93 - improve your mind – ðàñøèðèòü êðóãîçîð] My father will be only too happy to give you a free passage. [94 - to give you a free passage – îáåñïå÷èòü âàì áåñïëàòíûé ïðîåçä] Once in New York, you are sure to be a great success. I know lots of people there who would give a hundred thousand dollars to have a grandfather, and much more than that to have a family ghost.”
   “I don’t think I should like America.”
   “I suppose because we have no ruins and no curiosities, [95 - because we have no ruins and no curiosities – ïîòîìó ÷òî ó íàñ íåò ðàçâàëèí èëè èíûõ äîñòîïðèìå÷àòåëüíîñòåé]” said Virginia, satirically.
   “No ruins! no curiosities!” answered the Ghost; “you have your navy and your manners.”
   “Good evening; I will go and ask papa to get the twins an extra week’s holiday.”
   “Please don’t go, Miss Virginia,” he cried; “I am so lonely and so unhappy, and I really don’t know what to do. I want to go to sleep and I cannot.”
   “That’s quite absurd! You have merely to go to bed and blow out the candle. It is very difficult sometimes to keep awake, especially at church, but there is no difficulty at all about sleeping. Why, even babies know how to do that, and they are not very clever.”
   “I have not slept for three hundred years,” he said sadly, and Virginia’s beautiful blue eyes opened in wonder; “for three hundred years I have not slept, and I am so tired.”
   Virginia grew quite grave, and her little lips trembled like rose-leaves. She came towards him, and kneeling down at his side, [96 - kneeling down at his side – âñòàëà ïåðåä íèì íà êîëåíè] looked up into his old withered face.
   “Poor, poor Ghost,” she murmured; “have you no place where you can sleep?”
   “Far away beyond the pine-woods,” he answered, in a low, dreamy voice, “there is a little garden. There the grass grows long and deep, there are the great white stars of the hemlock flower, there the nightingale sings all night long. All night long he sings, and the cold crystal moon looks down, and the yew-tree spreads out its giant arms [97 - spreads out its giant arms – ïðîñòèðàåò ñâîè îãðîìíûå ðóêè] over the sleepers.”
   Virginia’s eyes grew dim with tears, [98 - grew dim with tears – çàâîëîêëèñü ñëåçàìè] and she hid her face in her hands.
   “You mean the Garden of Death,” she whispered.
   “Yes, death. Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace. You can help me. You can open for me the portals of death’s house, for love is always with you, and love is stronger than death is.”
   Virginia trembled, a cold shudder ran through her, and for a few moments there was silence. She felt as if she was in a terrible dream. Then the ghost spoke again, and his voice sounded like the sighing of the wind.
   “Have you ever read the old prophecy on the library window?”
   “Oh, often,” cried the little girl, looking up; “I know it quite well.
   It is painted in curious black letters, and is difficult to read. There are only six lines:
   “‘When a golden girl can win
   Prayer from out the lips of sin,
   When the barren almond bears,
   And a little child gives away its tears,
   Then shall all the house be still
   And peace come to Canterville.’
   “But I don’t know what they mean.”
   “They mean,” he said, sadly, “that you must weep with me for my sins, [99 - weep with me for my sins – îïëàêèâàòü ìîè ãðåõè] because I have no tears, and pray with me for my soul, because I have no faith, and then, if you have always been sweet, and good, and gentle, the angel of death will have mercy on me. [100 - the angel of death will have mercy on me – àíãåë ñìåðòè ïðîÿâèò êî ìíå ìèëîñåðäèå] You will see fearful shapes in darkness, and wicked voices will whisper in your ear, but they will not harm you, for against the purity of a little child the powers of Hell cannot prevail.”
   Virginia made no answer, and the ghost wrung his hands in wild despair [101 - wrung his hands in wild despair – â îò÷àÿíèè çàëîìèë ðóêè] as he looked down at her bowed golden head. Suddenly she stood up, very pale, and with a strange light in her eyes. “I am not afraid,” she said firmly, “and I will ask the angel to have mercy on you.”
   He rose from his seat with a faint cry of joy, and taking her hand bent over it with old-fashioned grace [102 - bent over it with old-fashioned grace – ñêëîíèëñÿ ñî ñòàðîìîäíîé ãðàöèåé] and kissed it. His fingers were as cold as ice, and his lips burned like fire, but Virginia did not falter, as he led her across the dusky room. On the faded green tapestry were broidered little huntsmen. They blew their horns [103 - blew their horns – òðóáèëè â ãîðíû] and with their tiny hands waved to her to go back. “Go back! little Virginia,” they cried, “go back!” but the ghost clutched her hand more tightly, and she shut her eyes against them. Horrible animals with lizard tails and goggle eyes blinked at her from the carven chimneypiece, and murmured, “Beware! [104 - Beware! – Áåðåãèñü!] little Virginia, beware! we may never see you again,” but the Ghost glided on more swiftly, and Virginia did not listen. When they reached the end of the room he stopped, and muttered some words she could not understand. She opened her eyes, and saw the wall slowly fading away like a mist, and a great black cavern in front of her. A bitter cold wind swept round them, [105 - A bitter cold wind swept round them – Ïîäóë ðåçêèé õîëîäíûé âåòåð] and she felt something pulling at her dress. “Quick, quick,” cried the Ghost, “or it will be too late,” and in a moment the wainscoting had closed behind them, and the Tapestry Chamber was empty.



   Exercises

   1. Answer the questions:
   1. What happened to Virginia when she was riding on Brockley meadows?
   2. Who was sitting by the window in the Tapestry Chamber?
   3. What was the ghost doing?
   4. Why was Virginia filled with pity?
   5. How did Sir Simon die?
   6. Why did the ghost steal Virginia’s paints?
   7. What did the ghost tell Virginia about the garden of death?
   8. How did the ghost explain the prophecy on the library window?
   9. Did Virginia agree to help the ghost?
   10. What did little huntsmen on the tapestry say to Virginia?

   2. True or false?
   1. As Virginia was running past the Tapestry Chamber, the door of which happened to be open, she saw her father sitting by the window.
   2. Little Virginia determined to comfort the ghost because he looked lonely and depressed.
   3. The ghost told Virginia that he was very lonely and unhappy.
   4. Virginia asked the ghost to tell her everything about his wife.
   5. The ghost explained Virginia why he had taken her paints.
   6. Sir Simon’s wife was a beautiful lady and knew everything about cookery.
   7. The ghost didn’t want to tell Virginia anything about death.
   8. The ghost explained Virginia the meaning of the prophecy on the library window.
   9. On the faded green tapestry were broidered little fairies.
   10. When they reached the end of the room the ghost stopped, and muttered some words she could not understand.

   3. Find in the text the English equivalents to the following words and expressions:
   êóäðÿâûé êàâàëåð, ãîáåëåí, ê åå âåëèêîìó èçóìëåíèþ, óòåøèòü, â èçóìëåíèè, ñòðÿïíÿ, ñìèðåííî, äîñòîïðèìå÷àòåëüíîñòè, çàòóøèòü, ìîðùèíèñòûé, â îò÷àÿíèè, ñìèëîñòèâèòüñÿ, òåìíûé, âûöâåòøèé, âûøèòûé, âïàäèíà.

   4. Write questions to the following answers.
   1. Virginia tore her habit while she was riding with her cavalier.
   2. As she was running past the Tapestry Chamber, the door of which happened to be open, she saw the Canterville ghost.
   3. Virginia’s first idea was to run away and lock herself in her room.
   4. The ghost looked lonely and depressed.
   5. She told she was sorry for him.
   6. Sir Simon’s wife was plain and knew nothing about cookery.
   7. They starved him to death.
   8. On the faded green tapestry were broidered little huntsmen.
   9. They blew their horns and with their tiny hands waved to her to go back.
   10. When they reached the end of the room he stopped, and muttered some words she could not understand.

   5. Fill in the gaps with the words from the box.


   1. To her immense ___________________, however, it was the Canterville Ghost himself!
   2. So light was her ___________________, and so deep his melancholy, that he was not aware of her presence till she spoke to him.
   3. I must ___________________ my chains, and groan through keyholes, and walk about at night, if that is what you mean.
   4. My wife was very ___________________ and knew nothing about cookery.
   5. You know nothing about it, and the best thing you can do is to emigrate and ___________________ your mind.
   6. It is very difficult sometimes ________ ___________, especially at church, but there is no difficulty at all about sleeping.
   7. Virginia’s eyes grew ___________________ with tears.
   8. Have you ever read the old __________ _________on the library window?
   9. They blew their ___________________ and with their tiny hands waved to her to go back.
   10. When they reached the end of the room he stopped, and ___________________ some words she could not understand.


   VI

   About ten minutes later, the bell rang for tea, and, as Virginia did not come down, Mrs. Otis sent up one of the footmen to tell her. After a little time he returned and said that he could not find Miss Virginia anywhere. As she was in the habit of going out [106 - As she was in the habit of going out – Ïîñêîëüêó îíà èìåëà îáûêíîâåíèå âûõîäèòü] to the garden every evening to get flowers for the dinner-table, Mrs. Otis was not at all alarmed at first, but when six o’clock struck, and Virginia did not appear, she became really agitated, and sent the boys out to look for her, while she herself and Mr. Otis searched every room in the house.
   At half-past six the boys came back and said that they could find no trace of their sister anywhere. They were all now in the greatest state of excitement, and did not know what to do, when Mr. Otis suddenly remembered that, some few days before, he had given a band of gypsies permission to camp in the park. He accordingly at once set off for Blackfell Hollow, where he knew they were, accompanied by his eldest son and two of the servants. The little Duke of Cheshire, who was perfectly frantic with anxiety, [107 - who was perfectly frantic with anxiety – êîòîðûé áóêâàëüíî ñ óìà ñõîäèë îò âîëíåíèÿ] begged hard to be allowed to go too, but Mr. Otis would not allow him, as he was afraid there might be a scuffle. On arriving at the spot, however, he found that the gypsies had gone, and it was evident that their departure had been rather sudden, as the fire was still burning, and some plates were lying on the grass. Having sent off Washington and the two men to scour the district, he ran home, and sent telegrams to all the police inspectors in the county, telling them to look out for a little girl who had been kidnapped by tramps or gipsies. He then ordered his horse to be brought round, [108 - ordered his horse to be brought round – ðàñïîðÿäèëñÿ ïîäàòü åìó ëîøàäü] and, after insisting on his wife and the three boys sitting down to dinner, rode off down the Ascot road with a groom. He had hardly, however, gone a couple of miles, when he heard somebody galloping after him, and, looking round, saw the little Duke coming up on his pony, with his face very flushed, and no hat. “I’m awfully sorry, Mr. Otis,” gasped out the boy, “but I can’t eat any dinner as long as Virginia is lost. Please don’t be angry with me; if you had let us be engaged last year, there would never have been all this trouble. You won’t send me back, will you? I can’t go! I won’t go!”
   The Minister could not help smiling [109 - could not help smiling – íå ñìîã ñäåðæàòü óëûáêè] at the handsome young scapegrace, and was a good deal touched at his devotion to Virginia, so leaning down from his horse, he patted him kindly on the shoulders, and said, “Well, Cecil, if you won’t go back, I suppose you must come with me, but I must get you a hat at Ascot.”
   “Oh, bother my hat! [110 - Oh, bother my hat! – Äà áîã ñ íåé, ñ ýòîé øëÿïîé!] I want Virginia!” cried the little Duke, laughing, and they galloped on to the railway station. There Mr. Otis inquired of the station-master if any one answering to the description of Virginia had been seen on the platform, but could get no news of her. The station-master assured him that a strict watch would be kept for her, [111 - that a strict watch would be kept for her – çä. èíôîðìàöèÿ î íåé áóäåò îòñëåæèâàòüñÿ] and, after having bought a hat for the little Duke, Mr. Otis rode off to Bexley, a village about four miles away, which he was told was a well-known haunt of the gypsies. [112 - which he was told was a well-known haunt of the gipsies – ãäå, êàê åìó ñîîáùèëè, ÷àñòî ñîáèðàþòñÿ öûãàíå] Here they woke up the rural policeman, but could get no information from him, and, after riding all over the common, [113 - after riding all over the common – îáúåõàâ îêðåñòíîñòè] they turned their horses’ heads homewards, and reached the Chase about eleven o’clock, dead-tired and almost heart-broken. They found Washington and the twins waiting for them at the gatehouse with lanterns, as the avenue was very dark. Not the slightest trace of Virginia had been discovered. The gypsies had been caught on Brockley meadows, but she was not with them, and they had explained their sudden departure by saying that they had mistaken the date of Chorton Fair, and had gone off in a hurry for fear they should be late. Indeed, they had been quite distressed at hearing of Virginia’s disappearance, as they were very grateful to Mr. Otis for having allowed them to camp in his park, and four of their number had stayed behind to help in the search. The carp-pond had been dragged, [114 - The carp-pond had been dragged – Îáûñêàëè ïðóä, â êîòîðîì âîäèëèñü êàðïû] and the whole Chase thoroughly gone over, [115 - thoroughly gone over – òùàòåëüíî îáûñêàí] but without any result. It was evident that Virginia was lost to them; and it was in a state of the deepest depression that Mr. Otis and the boys walked up to the house, the groom following behind with the two horses and the pony. In the hall they found a group of frightened servants, and lying on a sofa in the library was poor Mrs. Otis, almost out of her mind with terror and anxiety. [116 - out of her mind with terror and anxiety – îáåçóìåâøàÿ îò óæàñà è âîëíåíèÿ] Mr. Otis at once insisted on her having something to eat, and ordered up supper for the whole party. It was a melancholy meal, as hardly any one spoke, and even the twins were subdued, as they were very fond of their sister. When they had finished, Mr. Otis, in spite of the entreaties of the little Duke, ordered them all to bed, saying that nothing more could be done that night, and that he would telegraph in the morning to Scotland Yard for some detectives to be sent down immediately.
   Just as they were passing out of the dining-room, midnight began to boom from the clock tower, [117 - midnight began to boom from the clock tower – ÷àñû íà áàøíå íà÷àëè áèòü ïîëíî÷ü] and when the last stroke sounded they heard a crash and a sudden shrill cry; a dreadful peal of thunder shook the house, a panel at the top of the staircase flew back [118 - flew back – îòâàëèëàñü] with a loud noise, and out on the landing, looking very pale and white, with a little casket in her hand, stepped Virginia. In a moment they had all rushed up to her. Mrs. Otis clasped her passionately in her arms, the Duke smothered her with violent kisses, and the twins executed a wild war-dance round the group.
   “Good heavens! child, where have you been?” said Mr. Otis, rather angrily, thinking that she had been playing some foolish trick on them.
   “Cecil and I have been riding all over the country looking for you, and your mother has been frightened to death. You must never play these practical jokes any more. [119 - You must never play these practical jokes any more – Íèêîãäà òàê ñ íàìè áîëüøå íå øóòè]”
   “Except on the Ghost! except on the Ghost!” shrieked the twins, as they capered about.
   “My own darling, thank God you are found; you must never leave my side again,” murmured Mrs. Otis, as she kissed the trembling child.
   “Papa,” said Virginia, quietly, “I have been with the Ghost. He is dead, and you must come and see him. He had been very wicked, but he was really sorry for all that he had done, and he gave me this box of beautiful jewels before he died.”
   The whole family gazed at her in amazement, but she was quite grave and serious; and, turning round, she led them through the opening in the wainscoting down a narrow secret corridor, Washington following with a lighted candle, which he had caught up from the table. Finally, they came to a great oak door, studded with rusty nails. [120 - studded with rusty nails – îáèòîé ðæàâûìè ãâîçäÿìè] When Virginia touched it, it swung back, and they found themselves in a little low room, with a vaulted ceiling, and one tiny grated window. Imbedded in the wall was a huge iron ring, [121 - Imbedded in the wall was a huge iron ring – Ê ñòåíå áûëî ïðèäåëàíî îãðîìíîå æåëåçíîå êîëüöî] and chained to it was a gaunt skeleton, that was stretched out at full length on the stone floor, and seemed to be trying to grasp with its long fingers an old-fashioned trencher and ewer, that were placed just out of its reach. The jug had evidently been once filled with water, as it was covered inside with green mould. There was nothing on the trencher but a pile of dust. Virginia knelt down beside the skeleton, and, folding her little hands together, began to pray silently, while the rest of the party looked on in wonder at the terrible tragedy whose secret was now disclosed to them.
   “Hallo! [122 - Hallo! – Ýé!]” suddenly exclaimed one of the twins, who had been looking out of the window to try and discover in what wing of the house the room was situated. “Hallo! the old withered almond-tree has blossomed. I can see the flowers quite plainly in the moonlight.”
   “God has forgiven him,” said Virginia, gravely, as she rose to her feet, and a beautiful light seemed to illumine her face.
   “What an angel you are!” cried the young Duke, and he put his arm round her neck, and kissed her.


   Exercises

   1. Answer the questions:
   1. When did the boys come back? What did they say to their mother?
   2. Did the little Duke of Cheshire set off for Blackfell Hollow with Mr. Otis?
   3. Were there any gypsies at the spot?
   4. What did the station-master tell Mr. Otis?
   5. Did Mr. Otis get any information about Virginia from the rural policeman?
   6. What sound did the family hear at midnight?
   7. What did Virginia hold in her hand?
   8. What did Virginia tell her family about the Ghost?
   9. What did the family find in a little low room, with a vaulted ceiling, and one tiny grated window?
   10. What happened to the old withered almond-tree?

   2. True or false?
   1. Mrs. Otis was not at all alarmed at first, but when six o’clock struck, and Virginia did not appear, she became really agitated.
   2. At half-past six the boys came back with Virginia.
   3. Mr. Otis set off for Blackfell Hollow accompanied by his eldest son and two of the servants.
   4. Arriving at the spot they found out that Virginia had been kidnapped by gypsies.
   5. Fortunately the station-master had some good news about Virginia.
   6. Mr. Otis woke up the rural policeman, but could get no information from him.
   7. Mr. Otis said that he would telegraph in the morning to Scotland Yard for some detectives to be sent down immediately.
   8. A panel at the top of the staircase flew back with a loud noise, and out on the landing, stepped the Ghost.
   9. The ghost gave Virginia a box full of old coins before he died.
   10. A gaunt skeleton was chained to a huge iron ring.

   3. Find in the text the English equivalents to the following words and expressions:
   îòïðàâèòüñÿ, òùàòåëüíî îáûñêàòü ðàéîí, íå ìîã ñäåðæàòü óëûáêè, øàëîïàé, äåðåâåíñêèé, â íàïðàâëåíèè äîìà, íè ìàëåéøåãî ñëåäà, öûãàíå, óäàð (÷àñîâ), ðàñêàò ãðîìà, ãëóïàÿ øóòêà, â èçóìëåíèè, ðæàâûå ãâîçäè, ñâîä÷àòûé ïîòîëîê, âíå äîñÿãàåìîñòè, ìèíäàëüíîå äåðåâî.

   4. Write questions to the following answers.
   1. He said that he could not find Miss Virginia anywhere.
   2. On arriving at the spot, Mr. Otis found that the gypsies had gone.
   3. They reached the Chase about eleven o’clock.
   4. In the hall they found a group of frightened servants, and Mrs. Otis, almost out of her mind with terror and anxiety.
   5. When the last stroke sounded they heard a crash and a sudden shrill cry.
   6. Virginia looked very pale and white.
   7. The ghost gave Virginia a box of beautiful jewels.
   8. She led them through the opening in the wainscoting down a narrow secret corridor.
   9. They saw a gaunt skeleton chained to a huge iron ring.
   10. Virginia knelt down beside the skeleton, and began to pray silently.

   5. Fill in the gaps with the words from the box.


   1. As Virginia was in the ________________ of going out to the garden every evening to get flowers for the dinner-table, Mrs. Otis was not at all alarmed at first.
   2. He accordingly at once ________________ for Blackfell Hollow, where he knew they were, accompanied by his eldest son and two of the servants.
   3. On arriving at the __________, however, he found that the gypsies had gone.
   4. Mr. Otis sent telegrams to all the police inspectors in the county, telling them to look out for a little girl who had been ________________ by tramps or gypsies.
   5. The Minister could not help smiling at the handsome young ________________.
   6. They found Washington and the twins waiting for them at the ________________ with lanterns, as the avenue was very dark.
   7. The gypsies were very ________________ to Mr. Otis for having allowed them to camp in his park.
   8. Even the twins were ________________, as they were very fond of their sister.
   9. He had been very wicked, but he was really sorry for all that he had done, and he gave me this box of beautiful ________________ before he died.
   10. The jug had evidently been once filled with water, as it was covered inside with green ________________.


   VII

   Four days after these curious incidents, a funeral started from Canterville Chase at about eleven o’clock at night. The hearse was drawn by eight black horses, each of which carried on its head a great tuft of nodding ostrich-plumes, [123 - a great tuft of nodding ostrich-plumes – áîëüøîé ïó÷îê ðàñêà÷èâàþùèõñÿ ñòðàóñèíûõ ïåðüåâ] and the leaden coffin was covered by a rich purple pall, on which was embroidered in gold the Canterville coat-of-arms. By the side of the hearse and the coaches walked the servants with lighted torches, and the whole procession was wonderfully impressive. Lord Canterville was the chief mourner, having come up specially from Wales to attend the funeral, and sat in the first carriage along with little Virginia. Then came the United States Minister and his wife, then Washington and the three boys, and in the last carriage was Mrs. Umney. It was generally felt that, as she had been frightened by the ghost for more than fifty years of her life, she had a right to see the last of him. A deep grave had been dug in the corner of the churchyard, just under the old yew-tree, and the service was read in the most impressive manner by the Rev. [124 - Rev. = Reverend – åãî ïîäîáèå, ñâÿùåííèê] Augustus Dampier. When the ceremony was over, the servants, according to an old custom observed in the Canterville family, extinguished their torches, and, as the coffin was being lowered into the grave, Virginia stepped forward, and laid on it a large cross made of white and pink almond-blossoms. As she did so, the moon came out from behind a cloud, and flooded with its silent silver the little churchyard, and from a distant copse a nightingale began to sing. She thought of the ghost’s description of the Garden of Death, her eyes became dim with tears, [125 - her eyes became dim with tears – åå ãëàçà íàïîëíèëèñü ñëåçàìè] and she hardly spoke a word during the drive home.
   The next morning, before Lord Canterville went up to town, Mr. Otis had an interview with him on the subject of the jewels the ghost had given to Virginia. They were perfectly magnificent, especially a certain ruby necklace with old Venetian setting, which was really a superb specimen of sixteenth-century work, and their value was so great that Mr. Otis felt considerable scruples [126 - felt considerable scruples – ìó÷èëñÿ óãðûçåíèÿìè ñîâåñòè] about allowing his daughter to accept them.
   “My lord,” he said, “I know that in this country mortmain is held to apply to trinkets as well as to land, and it is quite clear to me that these jewels are, or should be, in your family. I must beg you, accordingly, to take them to London with you, and to regard them simply as a portion of your property which has been restored to you under certain strange conditions. As for my daughter, she is merely a child, and has as yet, I am glad to say, but little interest in such appurtenances of idle luxury. I am also informed by Mrs. Otis, who, I may say, is no mean authority upon Art, [127 - is no mean authority upon Art – áîëüøîé çíàòîê èñêóññòâà] – having had the privilege of spending several winters in Boston when she was a girl, – that these gems are of great monetary worth, and if offered for sale would fetch a tall price. Under these circumstances, Lord Canterville, I feel sure that you will recognize how impossible it would be for me to allow them to remain in the possession of any member of my family; and, indeed, all such vain gauds and toys, however suitable or necessary to the dignity of the British aristocracy, would be completely out of place [128 - out of place – íåóìåñòíû] among those who have been brought up on the severe, and I believe immortal, principles of Republican simplicity. Perhaps I should mention that Virginia is very anxious that you should allow her to retain the box, as a memento of your unfortunate but misguided ancestor. As it is extremely old, and consequently a good deal out of repair, you may perhaps think fit to comply with her request. [129 - you may perhaps think fit to comply with her request – âîçìîæíî, âû íàäóìàåòå âûïîëíèòü åå ïðîñüáó] For my own part, I confess I am a good deal surprised to find a child of mine expressing sympathy with mediaevalism, [130 - expressing sympathy with mediaevalism – ïðîÿâëÿåò òàêîé èíòåðåñ ê ñðåäíåâåêîâüþ] and can only account for it by the fact that Virginia was born in one of your London suburbs shortly after Mrs. Otis had returned from a trip to Athens.”
   Lord Canterville listened very gravely to the worthy Minister’s speech, pulling his grey moustache now and then [131 - pulling his grey moustache now and then – òî è äåëî òåðåáÿ ñâîè ñåäûå óñû] to hide an involuntary smile, and when Mr. Otis had ended, he shook him cordially by the hand, and said: “My dear sir, your charming little daughter rendered my unlucky ancestor, Sir Simon, a very important service, and I and my family are much indebted to her for her marvellous courage and pluck. The jewels are clearly hers, and, I believe that if I were heartless enough to take them from her, the wicked old fellow would be out of his grave in a fortnight, leading me the devil of a life. [132 - leading me the devil of a life – äàáû ïðåâðàòèòü ìîþ æèçíü â àä] As for their being heirlooms, nothing is an heirloom that is not so mentioned in a will or legal document, and the existence of these jewels has been quite unknown. I assure you I have no more claim on them than your butler, and when Miss Virginia grows up, I dare say she will be pleased to have pretty things to wear. Besides, you forget, Mr. Otis, that you took the furniture and the ghost at a valuation, [133 - that you took the furniture and the ghost at a valuation – ÷òî â ñòîèìîñòü âõîäèëà ìåáåëü è ïðèâèäåíèå] and anything that belonged to the ghost passed at once into your possession, [134 - passed at once into your possession – ñðàçó æå æå ïåðåøëî ê âàì âî âëàäåíèå] as, whatever activity Sir Simon may have shown in the corridor at night, in point of law he was really dead, and you acquired his property by purchase.”
   Mr. Otis was a good deal distressed at Lord Canterville’s refusal, and begged him to reconsider his decision, but the good-natured peer was quite firm, and finally induced the Minister to allow his daughter to retain the present the ghost had given her, and when, in the spring of 1890, the young Duchess of Cheshire was presented at the Queen’s first drawing-room on the occasion [135 - on the occasion – ïî ñëó÷àþ] of her marriage, her jewels were the universal theme of admiration. For Virginia received the coronet, which is the reward of all good little American girls, and was married to her boy-lover as soon as he came of age. [136 - came of age – äîñòèã ñîâåðøåííîëåòèÿ] They were both so charming, and they loved each other so much, that every one was delighted at the match, [137 - delighted at the match – âîñõèùàëèñü ýòîé ïàðî÷êîé] except the old Marchioness of Dumbleton, who had tried to catch the Duke for one of her seven unmarried daughters, [138 - to catch the Duke for one of her seven unmarried daughters – ïðèñòðîèòü çà Ãåðöîãà îäíó èç ñâîèõ ñåìè íåçàìóæíèõ äî÷åðåé] and had given no less than three expensive dinner-parties for that purpose, and, strange to say, Mr. Otis himself. Mr. Otis was extremely fond of the young Duke personally, but, theoretically, he objected to titles. His objections, however, were completely overruled, [139 - His objections, however, were completely overruled – Âñå âîçðàæåíèÿ, îäíàêî, áûëè ïîçàáûòû] and I believe that when he walked up the aisle of St. George’s, [140 - St. George’s – Öåðêîâü Ñâÿòîãî Ãåîðãèÿ] Hanover Square, with his daughter leaning on his arm, there was not a prouder man in the whole length and breadth of England. [141 - in the whole length and breadth of England – âî âñåé Àíãëèè]
   The Duke and Duchess, after the honeymoon was over, went down to Canterville Chase, and on the day after their arrival they walked over in the afternoon to the lonely churchyard by the pine-woods. There had been a great deal of difficulty at first about the inscription on Sir Simon’s tombstone, but finally it had been decided to engrave on it simply the initials of the old gentleman’s name, and the verse from the library window. The Duchess had brought with her some lovely roses, which she strewed upon the grave, and after they had stood by it for some time they strolled into the ruined chancel of the old abbey. There the Duchess sat down on a fallen pillar, while her husband lay at her feet smoking a cigarette and looking up at her beautiful eyes. Suddenly he threw his cigarette away, took hold of her hand, and said to her, “Virginia, a wife should have no secrets from her husband.”
   “Dear Cecil! I have no secrets from you.”
   “Yes, you have,” he answered, smiling, “you have never told me what happened to you when you were locked up with the ghost.”
   “I have never told anyone, Cecil,” said Virginia, gravely.
   “I know that, but you might tell me.”
   “Please don’t ask me, Cecil, I cannot tell you. Poor Sir Simon! I owe him a great deal. Yes, don’t laugh, Cecil, I really do. He made me see what Life is, and what Death signifies, and why Love is stronger than both.”
   The Duke rose and kissed his wife lovingly.
   “You can have your secret as long as I have your heart,” he murmured.
   “You have always had that, Cecil.”
   “And you will tell our children some day, won’t you?”
   Virginia blushed.


   Exercises

   1. Answer the questions:
   1. When did the funeral start?
   2. Who was the chief mourner?
   3. Where was the grave dug?
   4. Who read the service?
   5. What did the servants do after the ceremony?
   6. What did Virginia lay on the coffin?
   7. Why was Mr. Otis distressed at Lord Canterville’s refusal to take the jewels?
   8. When did Virginia marry her boy-lover?
   9. Where did the Duke and Duchess go after their honeymoon?
   10. What was written on Sir Simon’s tombstone?

   2. True or false?
   1. The coffin was covered by a rich green pall, on which was embroidered in gold the Canterville coat-of-arms
   2. Mr. Otis was the chief mourner.
   3. A deep grave had been dug in the corner of the churchyard, just under the old yew-tree.
   4. As the coffin was being lowered into the grave, Virginia stepped forward, and laid on it a beautiful red rose.
   5. Mr. Otis had an interview with Lord Canterville on the subject of the jewels the ghost had given to Virginia.
   6. Lord Canterville was happy to get the jewels.
   7. Mr. Otis was a good deal distressed at Lord Canterville’s refusal to take the jewels, and begged him to reconsider his decision.
   8. In the spring of 1860, the young Duchess of Cheshire was presented at the Queen’s first drawing-room on the occasion of her marriage.
   9. Mr. Otis was extremely fond of the young Duke personally and he didn’t object any titles.
   10. Virginia told her husband all her secrets.

   3. Find in the text the English equivalents to the following words and expressions:
   ñâèíöîâûé, ãåðá, ïðèñóòñòâîâàòü íà ïîõîðîíàõ, â ñîîòâåòñòâèè ñ äðåâíèì îáû÷àåì, ðóáèíîâîå îæåðåëüå, ïîáðÿêóøêè, òåðåáÿ ñâîè ñåäûå óñû, íåçàäà÷ëèâûé ïðåäîê, äîáðîäóøíûé, ïðåäìåò âîñõèùåíèÿ, äèàäåìà, íàäïèñü íà ìîãèëüíîé ïëèòå, àëòàðü, áûòü îáÿçàííûì.

   4. Write questions to the following answers.
   1. The funeral started from Canterville Chase at about eleven o’clock at night.
   2. The leaden coffin was covered by a rich purple pall.
   3. By the side of the hearse and the coaches walked the servants with lighted torches.
   4. Lord Canterville came up specially from Wales to attend the funeral.
   5. The service was read by the Rev. Augustus Dampier.
   6. Virginia laid on the coffin a large cross made of white and pink almond-blossoms.
   7. Heirloom is some kind of jewelry, that has been passed down for generations through family members.
   8. In the spring of 1890, the young Duchess of Cheshire was presented at the Queen’s first drawing-room on the occasion of her marriage.
   9. After the honeymoon was over, the Duke and Duchess went down to Canterville Chase.
   10. The Duchess strewed some lovely roses upon Sir Simon’s grave.

   5. Fill in the gaps with the words from the box.


   1. The ______________ was drawn by eight black horses.
   2. They were perfectly magnificent, especially a certain ruby necklace with old Venetian ______________.
   3. I know that in this country ______________is held to apply to trinkets as well as to land.
   4. I should mention that Virginia is very anxious that you should allow her to retain the box, as a memento of your unfortunate but ______________ ancestor.
   5. I and my family are much _________ to her for her marvellous courage and pluck.
   6. Lord Canterville finally induced the Minister to allow his daughter _________ _____ the present the ghost had given her.
   7. Mr. Otis was extremely fond of the young Duke ______________.
   8. There had been ______________ of difficulty at first about the inscription on Sir Simon’s tombstone.
   9. There the Duchess sat down on a fallen ____________.
   10. You have never told me what happened to you when you were ______________ with the ghost


   Vocabulary


   A

   abbey n ìîíàñòûðü, àááàòñòâî
   absurd a íåëåïûé, ãëóïûé
   accept v ïðèíèìàòü
   account n îò÷åò, îïèñàíèå; account for îáúÿñíÿòü
   acknowledge v ïðèçíàòü
   acquire v (ïðè)îáðåñòè
   admiration n âîñõèùåíèå
   admire v âîñõèùàòüñÿ
   admit v äîïóñêàòü
   adopt v ïðèíèìàòü, ïðèáåãàòü
   agitated a âçâîëíîâàííûé, îáåñïîêîåííûé
   agony n ñòðàäàíèå, ìó÷èòåëüíàÿ áîëü
   aisle n ïðîõîä ìåæäó ðÿäàìè â öåðêâè
   ajar a ïðèîòêðûòûé
   alarmed a îáåñïîêîåííûé, âñòðåâîæåííûé
   almond n ìèíäàëü, ìèíäàëüíîå äåðåâî
   Amazon n àìàçîíêà
   amuse oneself v ðàçâëåêàòüñÿ, çàáàâëÿòüñÿ
   amusing a çàáàâíûé
   ancestor n ïðåäîê
   ancestral a ïîëó÷åííûé ïî íàñëåäñòâó
   annoyance n ðàçäðàæåíèå
   annoyed a ðàçäðàæåííûé
   anxious a âçâîëíîâàííûé, îáåñïîêîåííûé
   apoplexy n àïîïëåêñè÷åñêèé óäàð, ïàðàëè÷
   apothecary n àïòåêàðü, ôàðìàöåâò
   apparition n âèäåíèå, íåîæèäàííîå ïîÿâëåíèå
   appear v ïîÿâèòüñÿ
   appearance n ïîÿâëåíèå; âíåøíîñòü
   appreciate v îöåíèòü
   appurtenances n pl íåîòúåìëåìûå àêñåññóàðû
   armour n äîñïåõè
   arms n pl ãåðá
   ascertain v âûÿñíèòü, óáåäèòüñÿ
   assert oneself çä. ñîáðàòüñÿ ñ äóõîì
   assume v ïðåäïîëàãàòü
   assure v óáåäèòü; óâåðÿòü
   astonishment n óäèâëåíèå, èçóìëåíèå
   attitude n ïîçà, ïîëîæåíèå; îòíîøåíèå
   awake v ïðîáóäèòü, ðàçáóäèòü
   aware a îñîçíàþùèé, ïîíèìàþùèé


   B

   band n ëåíòà, ïîâÿçêà
   bark v îáîäðàòü
   barren a çä. çàñîõøèé, íåïëîäîíîñÿùèé
   bay v ëàÿòü
   bear v çä. ïëîäîíîñèòü
   bedchamber n îïî÷èâàëüíÿ
   bed-curtain n ïîëîã
   beech-tree n áóê
   beg v ïðîñèòü, óìîëÿòü
   belle n êðàñàâèöà
   bet n ïàðè; v ñïîðèòü; äåëàòü ñòàâêó
   beware v îïàñàòüñÿ, îñòåðåãàòüñÿ
   bitterly adv ãîðüêî
   bless v áëàãîñëîâèòü
   blink v õëîïàòü ãëàçàìè, ìîðãàòü
   blossom v çàöâåñòè
   blow out v çàäóòü
   blush v ïîêðàñíåòü, ïîêðûòüñÿ ðóìÿíöåì (îò ñìóùåíèÿ)
   board n ïîëîâèöà
   bow v íàêëîíèòü ãîëîâó; ïîêëîíèòüñÿ
   brain fever âîñïàëåíèå ãîëîâíîãî ìîçãà
   brandish v ðàçìàõèâàòü, ïîòðÿñàòü
   breastplate n íàãðóäíèê (ýëåìåíò äîñïåõîâ)
   broidered a âûøèòûé
   brood over çä. íàñëàæäàòüñÿ
   buck n ñàìåö îëåíÿ
   buckwheat cakes ãðå÷èøíûå îëàäüè
   burnish v çä. ïåðåëèâàòüñÿ, áëåñòåòü
   burnished a áëåñòÿùèé
   butler n äâîðåöêèé
   by means ïðè ïîìîùè


   Ñ

   camp v çä. ðàñïîëîæèòüñÿ
   canopy n áàëäàõèí
   caper v ñêàêàòü, ïðûãàòü
   card-room n êîìíàòà äëÿ èãðû â êàðòû
   care v èìåòü æåëàíèå, ïèòàòü èíòåðåñ
   carry off v óâîçèòü
   carven a âûñå÷åííûé, ðåçíîé
   casket n øêàòóëêà
   casque n øëåì
   cavern n ïîëîñòü, ïóñòîòà
   cease v ïðåêðàùàòü
   celebrated a ïðîñëàâëåííûé, øèðîêî èçâåñòíûé
   chamber n çàë, êîìíàòà, ïîìåùåíèå
   chancel n àëòàðü
   charnel-house ñêëåï
   cheat v îáìàíóòü, îáäóðèòü
   chest n ãðóäü, ãðóäíàÿ êëåòêà
   chimney n äûìîâàÿ òðóáà
   chimneypiece n êàìèííîå óêðàøåíèå
   Chinese white êèòàéñêèå áåëèëà
   chivalry n ðûöàðñòâî
   choking a çàäûõàþùèéñÿ; óäóøàþùèé
   christened a êðåùåíûé
   chrome-yellow õðîìîâûé æåëòûé öâåò
   chronicle n õðîíèêà
   chuckle v óñìåõàòüñÿ, ïîñìåèâàòüñÿ
   churchyard n êëàäáèùå, ïîãîñò
   claim n ïðàâî, ïðèòÿçàíèå
   clam-bake n ïèêíèê íà áåðåãó ìîðÿ
   clammy a õîëîäíûé è âëàæíûé íà îùóïü (î ðóêàõ)
   clank n ëÿçã, áðÿöàíèå
   clash n ëÿçã, øóì
   clasp v ñæèìàòü
   clutch v ñõâàòèòü; ñæàòü
   coach n ýêèïàæ
   coat-of-arms ãåðá
   coffin n ãðîá
   come to v ïðèõîäèòü â ñîçíàíèå
   comfort v óòåøèòü
   conclude v çàêëþ÷àòü
   confess v ïðèçíàòüñÿ
   conscientious a äîáðîñîâåñòíûé, îòâåòñòâåííî îòíîñÿùèéñÿ
   consent v ñîãëàñèòüñÿ
   consequences n pl ïîñëåäñòâèÿ
   considering prp ïðèíèìàÿ âî âíèìàíèå, ó÷èòûâàÿ
   console v óñïîêàèâàòü, óòåøàòü
   content oneself óäîâëåòâîðèòüñÿ
   copse n ðîùà
   cordially adv ñåðäå÷íî
   coronet n äâîðÿíñêàÿ êîðîíà; äèàäåìà
   corpse n òðóï
   county n ãðàôñòâî
   crash n ãðîõîò
   crawl v ìåäëåííî äâèãàòüñÿ, ïîëçàòü
   creep v êðàñòüñÿ
   crept past îò creep
   crime n ïðåñòóïëåíèå
   croak v êàðêàòü
   curse n ïðîêëÿòèå
   curtsey n ðåâåðàíñ


   D

   dagger n êèíæàë
   dare v îñìåëèâàòüñÿ
   dawn n ðàññâåò
   decline v îòêëîíèòü ïðåäëîæåíèå
   denial n îòðèöàíèå
   descend v ïðîèñõîäèòü
   description n îïèñàíèå
   deserve v çàñëóæèâàòü
   determine v ðåøèòü(ñÿ)
   devotion n ïðåäàííîñòü
   die away çàòèõíóòü (îá ýõå)
   dignity n âûñîêîå ïîëîæåíèå; äîñòîèíñòâî
   dimity n õëîï÷àòîáóìàæíàÿ òêàíü
   disclose v ðàñêðûâàòü, îáíàðîäîâàòü
   disguise v îáëè÷üå
   dishonest a íåïîðÿäî÷íûé, áåñ÷åñòíûé
   dishonesty n íåäîáðîïîðÿäî÷íîñòü, áåñ÷åñòèå
   disinherit v ëèøèòü íàñëåäñòâà
   distinctly adv îò÷åòëèâî
   distress v òðåâîæèòü, îãîð÷àòü
   distressed a ðàñòðîåííûé, îãîð÷åííûé
   dogmatic a äîãìàòè÷åñêèé, íå äîïóñêàþùèé âîçðàæåíèé
   doom n ðîê, ñóäüáà
   dowager n âäîâñòâóþùàÿ çíàòíàÿ äàìà
   draught n ñêâîçíÿê
   drawl n ïðîòÿæíîå ïðîèçíîøåíèå
   dreamy a ìå÷òàòåëüíûé
   dress v îäåâàòü(ñÿ); îáëà÷àòü(ñÿ)
   dressing room ãàðäåðîáíàÿ
   dressing-case íåñåññåð
   dressing-gown õàëàò, ïåíüþàð
   drive n ïðîãóëêà, ïîåçäêà
   Duchess n ãåðöîãèíÿ
   Duke n ãåðöîã
   dull a çä. òåìíûé
   dusky a òåìíûé


   E

   embroider v âûøèâàòü
   emerald-green èçóìðóäíî-çåëåíûé
   emit v èñïóñêàòü
   engaged a çàíÿòûé; ïîìîëâëåííûé
   engrave v ãðàâèðîâàòü
   enrage v âçáåñèòü
   entreaty n ïðîñüáà, ìîëüáà
   eternal a âå÷íûé
   ethics n ýòèêà, ìîðàëü
   ewer n êóâøèí
   excite v ïðîáóæäàòü, âîëíîâàòü
   execute v èñïîëíèòü
   exist v ñóùåñòâîâàòü
   existence n ñóùåñòâîâàíèå
   extinguish v ïîãàñèòü, ïîòóøèòü


   F

   fade away v ïîñòåïåííî èñ÷åçíóòü
   faded a âûöâåòøèé, ïîáëåêøèé
   faint a ëåãêèé, òèõèé; v ïàäàòü â îáìîðîê
   fair n ÿðìàðêà
   faith n âåðà
   falchion n ìå÷
   falter v êîëåáàòüñÿ
   fancy v ïîëàãàòü, ïðåäïîëàãàòü; âîîáðàçèòü
   fault n íåäîñòàòîê, äåôåêò
   fawn n ìîëîäîé îëåíü
   fell a æåñòîêèé, óæàñíûé
   fellow n ÷ëåí êàêîãî-ë. ñîîáùåñòâà; ñîáðàò, ÷åëîâåê
   fern n ïàïîðîòíèê
   fetch v âûðó÷èòü (äåíüãè)
   fiercely adv íåèñòîâî, ëþòî
   firm a òâåðäûé, íåïîêîëåáèìûé
   firmly adv ðåøèòåëüíî
   fled back past îò flee back (óáåæàòü)
   flood n ïîòîê; v çàëèòü
   flue n äûìîõîä
   flushed a ïîêðàñíåâøèé, ðàñêðàñíåâøèéñÿ, p, p.p. îò flush (ïîêðàñíåòü)
   foil v ñáèòü ñ òîëêó
   fold v ñëîæèòü
   footfall n øàãè, ïîñòóïü
   footmen n pl ëàêåè
   fortnight n äâå íåäåëè
   frighten v ïóãàòü
   frilled a óêðàøåííûé ðþøàìè, îáîðêàìè
   funeral n ïîõîðîíû
   furbish up îáíîâëÿòü, îñâåæàòü


   G

   gallop v ñêàêàòü
   gardenia n ãàðäåíèÿ (öâåòîê)
   garden-syringe ñïåöèàëüíûé øïðèö äëÿ ïîëèâà è îïðûñêèâàíèÿ ðàñòåíèé
   garment n íàðÿä, îäåÿíèå
   gasp out ãîâîðèòü çàäûõàÿñü
   gatehouse n ñòîðîæêà
   gaud n áåçâêóñíîå óêðàøåíèå
   gaunt a èññîõøèé
   gaze n âçãëÿä; v ãëÿäåòü, ñìîòðåòü
   gem n äðàãîöåííûé êàìåíü
   gibber v ãîâîðèòü íåâíÿòíî, áîðìîòàòü
   gypsies n pl öûãàíå
   glare v ïðèñòàëüíî ïîñìîòðåòü
   glass n çåðêàëî; ñòåêëî
   glide v ñêîëüçèòü
   goggle a âûïó÷åííûé (î ãëàçàõ)
   golden a ñ çîëîòîâîëîñûé
   good-natured a áëàãîäóøíûé, äîáðîäóøíûé
   governess n ãóâåðíàíòêà
   grandaunt n äâîþðîäíàÿ áàáóøêà
   grapple v ñðàæàòüñÿ
   grasp v ñõâàòèòü
   grated a çàðåøåò÷àòûé
   grateful a áëàãîäàðíûé
   grave a ãðóñòíûé, ïå÷àëüíûé; n ìîãèëà
   gravely adv ñåðüåçíî
   grin n óñìåøêà; v óñìåõàòüñÿ
   groan n ñòîí
   groom n êîíþõ
   gross a ãðóáûé, ïðèìèòèâíûé
   grossly adv çíà÷èòåëüíî, ãðóáî
   guardian n îïåêóí
   guilty a âèíîâíûé, âèíîâàòûé
   gums n pl äåñíû
   gyves n pl îêîâû


   H

   harm v ïðè÷íèòü âðåä, íàâðåäèòü
   haunt v ÷àñòî áûâàòü, ïîÿâëÿòüñÿ (î ïðèçðàêå)
   hearse n êàòàôàëê
   hedge n èçãîðîäü
   heirlooms n pl ôàìèëüíûå (äðàãî-)öåííîñòè
   hell n àä
   hemlock n áîëèãîëîâ (ðàñòåíèå)
   hemmed a îêðóæåííûé
   hesitate v êîëåáàòüñÿ, ìåäëèòü
   hid past îò hide
   hide v ïðÿòàòü
   hideous a æóòêèé, ÷óäîâèùíûé
   hiss v øèïåòü
   hold up ïîäíÿòü
   hollow a ãóëêèé, ãëóõîé (î çâóêå)
   homestead n äîì, ìåëêîå õîçÿéñòâî
   homewards adv äîìîé
   horrid a óæàñíûé, ñòðàøíûé
   horse-pistol ñåäåëüíûé ïèñòîëåò
   housekeeper n ýêîíîìêà, äîìîïðàâèòåëüíèöà
   housemaid n ãîðíè÷íàÿ
   humiliated a óíèæåííûé
   huntsmen n pl îõîòíèêè
   hush up çàìîë÷àòü, ñêðûòü


   I

   illumine v îçàðÿòü, îñâåùàòü
   immense a áåçãðàíè÷íûé, êîëîññàëüíûé; ãðîìàäíûé, îãðîìíûé
   immortal a çä. íåïîêîëåáèìûé
   impersonation n âîïëîùåíèå
   indebted a îáÿçàííûé, ïðèçíàòåëüíûé
   indigestion n íåñâàðåíèå æåëóäêà
   indignation n íåãîäîâàíèå, âîçìóùåíèå
   indigo n èíäèãî, ÿðêî-ñèíèé öâåò
   induce v óáåæäàòü, ïîáóæäàòü, ñêëîíèòü
   inquire v íàâîäèòü ñïðàâêè
   inscription n íàäïèñü
   insist on v íàñòàèâàòü
   insult v îáèæàòü, îñêîðáëÿòü
   interfere v âìåøèâàòüñÿ
   involuntary a íåâîëüíûé


   J

   jack-boot n ñàïîã
   jewel n óêðàøåíèå
   jug n êóâøèí
   just a ïðàâèëüíûé, ñïðàâåäëèâûé


   K

   keep awake v áîäðñòâîâàòü, íå ñïàòü
   keyhole n çàìî÷íàÿ ñêâàæèíà
   kidnap v ïîõèùàòü
   knoll n êî÷êà, áóãîðîê
   knuckle n ñóñòàâ («êîñòÿøêà») ïàëüöà


   L

   lace n êðóæåâî
   landing n ëåñòíè÷íàÿ ïëîùàäêà
   lane n óçêàÿ äîðîãà, ïåðåóëîê
   lead a ñâèíöîâûé; n ñâèíåö
   leaden a ñâèíöîâûé
   lean v íàêëîíèòüñÿ, ñêëîíèòüñÿ
   length and a half ïîëòîðà êîðïóñà (ëîøàäè)
   lithe a ãèáêèé
   lizard n ÿùåðèöà
   lock up çàêðûòü
   locked a çàêðûòûé
   lost a ïîòåðÿííûé, ïîòåðÿâøèéñÿ
   lower v îïóñêàòü
   luxury n ðîñêîøü


   M

   madman n áåçóìåö
   magnificent a âåëèêîëåïíûé
   maid n ñëóæàíêà, ãîðíè÷íàÿ
   make-up n ãðèì
   manacles n pl êàíäàëû
   Marchioness n ìàðêèçà (äâîðÿíñêèé òèòóë â Áðèòàíèè)
   marvellous a óäèâèòåëüíûé, íåïîñòèæèìûé
   master n õîçÿèí
   matter n äåëî
   meadow n ëóã
   meekly a êðîòêî, ñìèðåííî
   memento n íàïîìèíàíèå, ïàìÿòíûé ïîäàðîê
   mend v çàëàòàòü, çàøòîïàòü, ïî÷èíèòü
   middle-aged a ñðåäíèõ ëåò
   mind v âîçðàæàòü
   misguided a çàáëóäøèé, ñáèâøèéñÿ ñ èñòèííîãî ïóòè
   mist n òóìàí
   mistress n õîçÿéêà
   monk n ìîíàõ
   moonbeam n ëó÷ ëóííîãî ñâåòà
   mortmain n íåîò÷óæäàåìîå èìóùåñòâî ïî ïðàâó «ìåðòâîé ðóêè»
   mossy a ïîêðûòûé ìõîì
   mould n ïëåñåíü
   mourner n ñêîðáÿùèé
   muffler n øàðô
   murmur v ãîâîðèòü òèõî, øåïòàòü, áîðìîòàòü
   mutter v áîðìîòàòü


   N

   natural a åñòåñòâåííûé
   navy n ìîðñêîé ôëîò
   necklace n îæåðåëüå
   notorious a ïîëüçóþùèéñÿ äóðíîé ñëàâîé


   O

   oak a äóáîâûé
   oath n êëÿòâà
   object v âîçðàæàòü
   oblige v âûíóæäàòü
   observation n íàáëþäåíèå, çàìå÷àíèå
   observe v ñîáëþäàòü
   oriel a ýðêåðíûé
   out of repair â ïëîõîì ñîñòîÿíèè, èçíîøåííûé
   out-wit v ïðîâåñòè, ïåðåõèòðèòü
   overcast v ïîêðûâàòü òó÷àìè
   owe v áûòü äîëæíûì


   P

   pall n ïîêðûâàëî
   pantry n êëàäîâêà
   parish n öåðêîâíûé ïðèõîä
   pat v ïîõëîïàòü, ïîòðåïàòü
   peal n ðàñêàò (ãðîìà)
   pea-shooter n èãðóøå÷íîå ðóæüå
   peer I v âãëÿäûâàòüñÿ
   peer II n ëîðä
   peerage n àðèñòîêðàòèÿ, çíàòü
   pellet n ïóëüêà, äðîáèíà
   performance n çðåëèùå
   permanence n ñòîéêîñòü, ïîñòîÿíñòâî
   phantasmic a ïðèçðà÷íûé, âîîáðàæàåìûé
   phenomena n pl ÿâëåíèÿ
   phial n ïóçûðåê, ñêëÿíêà
   phosphorescent a ôîñôîðåñöèðóþùèé
   physical a îòíîñÿùèéñÿ ê ýêñòðàñåíñîðíûì ñïîñîáíîñòÿì
   pile n ãîðñòêà
   pillar n êîëîííà
   pinewood n ñîñíîâîå äåðåâî; ñîñíîâûé ëåñ
   placard n òàáëè÷êà, ïëàêàò
   place v ïîìåñòèòü
   plain a íåâçðà÷íûé, äóðíîé íàðóæíîñòè
   pluck n ìóæåñòâî, îòâàãà
   pond n ïðóä
   possession n âëàäåíèå, îáëàäàíèå
   pray v ìîëèòüñÿ
   prayer n ìîëèòâà
   present v ïðåäñòàâëÿòü
   prevail v îäîëåòü, îäåðæàòü ïîáåäó; ïðåîáëàäàòü
   privacy n óåäèíåíèå, óåäèíåííîñòü
   prophecy n ïðåäñêàçàíèå, ïðîðî÷åñòâî
   propose v ñäåëàòü ïðåäëîæåíèå
   purchase n ïîêóïêà, ñäåëêà
   purity n ÷èñòîòà, íåïîðî÷íîñòü
   purpose n öåëü


   Q

   quaint a çàìûñëîâàòûé, ïðèâëåêàþùèé ñâîåé ñòàðîìîäíîñòüþ


   R

   rage n ÿðîñòü; v áóøåâàòü
   ragged a â ëîõìîòüÿõ
   rattle v ãðåìåòü, ãðîìûõàòü
   raven n âîðîí
   reckless a áåçðàññóäíûé, áåñïå÷íûé
   reckon v ïîëàãàòü, ó÷èòûâàòü
   recollection n âîñïîìèíàíèå
   reconcile v âîññîåäèíèòüñÿ
   reconsider v ïåðåñìîòðåòü
   recover v âûçäîðîâåòü, îïðàâèòüñÿ; recover oneself ïðèéòè â ñåáÿ
   rector n ñâÿùåííèê
   red-tiled a êðàñíîãî êèðïè÷à
   refinement n óòîí÷åííîñòü
   regret v ñîæàëåòü
   remedy n ëåêàðñòâî
   render v îêàçàòü (óñëóãó)
   Republican n ÷ëåí Ðåñïóáëèêàíñêîé ïàðòèè
   resolve v ïðèíÿòü ðåøåíèå, ðåøèòüñÿ
   restore v âîçâðàùàòü, âîçìåùàòü
   resume v ñíîâà ïðèíèìàòüñÿ, âîçîáíîâëÿòü
   retain v (ñî)õðàíèòü
   retire v îòïðàâèòüñÿ, óäàëèòüñÿ; retire to rest îòïðàâèòüñÿ êî ñíó
   reward n ïîîùðåíèå, íàãðàæäåíèå
   ridiculous a ñìåøíîé, ñìåõîòâîðíûé
   rode off past îò ride off (óåçæàòü, îòúåçæàòü)
   rook n ãðà÷
   rub v òåðåòü
   rub out v ñòèðàòü, âû÷èùàòü
   ruby n ðóáèí
   rural a ñåëüñêèé, äåðåâåíñêèé
   rush v ðèíóòüñÿ, áðîñèòüñÿ
   rusty a ðæàâûé


   S

   sail forth çä. âûéòè íà äåëî
   scapegrace n øàëîïàé
   scour v ÷èñòèòü, î÷èùàòü; ïðî÷åñàòü (òåððèòîðèþ)
   scud v ñòðåìèòåëüíî áåæàòü, íåñòèñü
   scuffle n äðàêà
   send (smb) back îòîñëàòü (êîãî-ë.) íàçàä
   sensible a ðàçóìíûé
   servant n ñëóãà
   setting n îïðàâà
   severe a ñòðîãèé; ñóðîâûé; òÿæåëûé
   severity n ñòðîãîñòü, ñóðîâîñòü
   sexton n ìîãèëüùèê
   shape n îáðàç, ïðèçðàê, ôèãóðà, î÷åðòàíèå
   shattered a ðàñøàòàííûé
   shriek n ïðîíçèòåëüíûé êðèê
   shrill a ïðîíçèòåëüíûé
   shudder n äðîæü
   signify v îáîçíà÷àòü, ñèìâîëèçèðîâàòü
   simplicity n ïðîñòîòà
   sin n ãðåõ
   skeleton n ñêåëåò
   smother v ïîêðûâàòü, îñûïàòü
   snoring n õðàï
   soiled a ãðÿçíûé
   spade n ëîïàòà
   spare a ñâîáîäíûé, íå çàíÿòûé
   specimen n îáðàçåö
   spectre n ïðèçðàê, ôàíòîì
   spry a ñîîáðàçèòåëüíûé, áîéêèé
   stab v óäàðèòü (íîæîì, êèíæàëîì), çàêîëîòü
   stain n ïÿòíî
   stained glass âèòðàæ
   stamp v òîïàòü
   start up âñêî÷èòü
   station-master n íà÷àëüíèê ñòàíöèè
   step out âûéòè
   sternly adv ñòðîãî, ñóðîâî
   stifled a ãëóõîé, ñäàâëåííûé
   still a òèõèé, ñïîêîéíûé
   stir v äâèãàòüñÿ, øåâåëèòüñÿ
   stir out âûéòè íàðóæó
   strew v ðàçáðàñûâàòü; îñûïàòü (öâåòàìè)
   string n âåðåâêà, íèòü
   stroke n óäàð (÷àñîâ)
   stroll v ïðîãóëèâàòüñÿ
   subdued a ñäåðæàííûé, ïîêîðíûé
   successive a ïîñëåäîâàòåëüíûé
   superb a âåëèêîëåïíûé
   superiority n ïðåâîñõîäñòâî
   supernatural n ñâåðõúåñòåñòâåííîå
   supply v ñíàáæàòü
   survive v ïåðåæèòü
   suspect v ïîäîçðåâàòü
   swallow v ïðîãëîòèòü
   swathe v çàêóòûâàòü, îáìîòàòü
   sweeping-brush ïîëîâàÿ ùåòêà
   swept through past îò sweep through (ïðîíåñòèñü)
   swish v ñå÷ü (ðîçãàìè)
   swung back past îò swing back (çä. ðàñêðûòüñÿ)


   T

   tap v ñòó÷àòü
   tapestry n ãîáåëåí
   thrilled a ïîðàæåííûé, âçâîëíîâàííûé
   throw v áðîñàòü, øâûðÿòü
   throw off ñáðîñèòü
   tincture n íàñòîéêà
   tiny a êðîøå÷íûé
   tombstone n íàäãðîáèå, ìîãèëüíàÿ ïëèòà
   torch n ôàêåë
   tournament n òóðíèð
   trace n ñëåä
   tramp n áðîäÿãà
   traverse v ïåðåñåêàòü
   treat v îòíîñèòüñÿ
   tremble v äðîæàòü
   trencher n ïîäíîñ
   tribulation n ìûòàðñòâî, íåâçãîäû
   trick n âûõîäêà
   trinkets n pl ïîáðÿêóøêè, áåçäåëóøêè
   trip v ñïîòûêàòüñÿ
   trod past îò tread (ñòóïàòü, øàãàòü)
   turn oneself ïðåâðàòèòüñÿ
   turn upon âåðòåòüñÿ âîêðóã
   turnip n ðåïà
   twilight n ñóìåðêè


   U

   ultimately adv â êîíöå êîíöîâ
   unbearable a íåâûíîñèìûé
   unconscious a íå îñîçíàþùèé
   unfortunate a íåñ÷àñòëèâûé, íåïðèÿòíûé
   universal a âñåîáùèé
   utter v èçäàâàòü


   V

   vain a òùåòíûé, áåñïîëåçíûé
   valuation n ñòîèìîñòü
   vanish v èñ÷åçíóòü
   vaulted a ñâîä÷àòûé
   velvet n áàðõàò
   vengeance n ìåñòü, îòìùåíèå
   venture v îñìåëèòüñÿ, îòâàæèòüñÿ
   vermilion n êèíîâàðü, ÿðêî-êðàñíûé öâåò
   verse n ñòèõîòâîðåíèå
   vigil n áîäðñòâîâàíèå, áäåíèå
   vulgarity n ãðóáîñòü, íåâîñïèòàííîñòü


   W

   waggonette n ëèíåéêà (ýêèïàæ ñ äâóìÿ ïðîäîëüíûìè ñèäåíüÿìè)
   wail n âîïëü
   wainscoting n ñòåíîâàÿ (äåðåâÿííàÿ) ïàíåëü
   wakened a ðàçáóæåííûé
   warn v ïðåäóïðåæäàòü, ïðåäîñòåðåãàòü
   wave v ìàõàòü, ðàçìàõèâàòü; êîëûõàòüñÿ
   weary a ñêó÷àþùèé
   while away êîðîòàòü
   whisper v øåïòàòü
   whizz v ïðîíîñèòüñÿ ñî ñâèñòîì
   wicked a çëîé, íåõîðîøèé; íåäîáðûé, ìåðçêèé
   will n çàâåùàíèå
   winding-sheet ñàâàí
   window-pane îêîííîå ñòåêëî
   withered a ìîðùèíèñòûé; çàñîõøèé
   wood-pigeon ëåñíîé ãîëóáü
   worthy a äîñòîïî÷òåííûé
   wounded a ðàíåíûé
   wrap n ïîêðîâ, îäåÿíèå
   wretched a íèê÷åìíûé, ìåðçêèé
   wrinkled a ñìîðùåííûé, ìîðùèíèñòûé
   writhe v êîð÷èòü(ñÿ), èñêàæàòü


   Y

   yew-tree òèñîâîå äåðåâî
   youth n þíîøà, þíåö




   Ã. Óýëëñ
   ×åëîâåê-íåâèäèìêà
   H. Wells
   The Invisible Man
   Àäàïòàöèÿ òåêñòà, óïðàæíåíèÿ, êîììåíòàðèè è ñëîâàðü Å. Â. Ãëóøåíêîâîé


   Chapter I
   The Strange Man’s Arrival


   The stranger came in February, as it was snowing heavily, walking from Bramblehurst Railway Station, and carrying a little black bag. He came into the “Coach and Horses” [142 - “Coach and Horses” – «Ýêèïàæ è ëîøàäè», íàçâàíèå ñåëüñêîé ãîñòèíèöû] more dead than alive. “A fire!” he cried, “A room and a fire!” He shook the snow off himself, and followed Mrs. Hall into her guest room, where he put some sovereigns on the table.
   Mrs. Hall lit the fire and left him there while she went to prepare him a meal. A guest to stop at Iping in the winter time was an unheard-of piece of luck, [143 - an unheard-of piece of luck – íåñëûõàííàÿ óäà÷à] especially a guest who paid in cash.
   When lunch was ready, she carried plates, and glasses into the room. She was surprised to see that her visitor still wore his hat and coat, and stood with his back to her and looking out of the window at the falling snow, with his gloved hands behind him.
   “Can I take your hat and coat, sir,” she said, “and dry them in the kitchen?”
   “No,” he said.
   He turned his head and looked at her over his shoulder. “I’ll keep them on,” he said; and she noticed that he wore big blue spectacles and had whiskers. The spectacles, the whiskers, and his coat collar completely hid his face.
   “Very well, sir,” she said. “As you like. In a moment the room will be warmer.”
   He made no answer, and Mrs. Hall, feeling that it was a bad time for a conversation, quickly laid the table and left the room. When she returned he was still standing there, his collar turned up, his hat hiding his face completely. She put down the eggs and bacon, and said to him:
   “Your lunch is served, sir.”
   “Thank you,” he said, and did not turn round until she closed the door.
   As she went to the kitchen she saw her help Millie still making mustard. “That girl!” she said. “She’s so long!” And she herself finished mixing the mustard. She had cooked the ham and eggs, laid the table, and done everything, while Millie had not mixed the mustard! And a new guest wanted to stay! Then she filled the mustard-pot, and carried it into the guest room.
   She knocked and entered at once. She put down the mustard-pot on the table, and then she noticed the coat and hat on a chair in front of the fire. She wanted to take these things to the kitchen. “May take them to dry now?” she asked.
   “Leave the hat,” said her visitor in a muffled voice, and turning, she saw he had raised his head and was looking at her.
   For a moment she stood looking at him, too surprised to speak.
   He held a white napkin, which she had given him, over the lower part of his face, so that his mouth was completely hidden, and that was the reason of his muffled voice. But what surprised Mrs. Hall most was the fact that all the forehead above his blue glasses was covered by a white bandage, and that another bandage covered his ears, so that only his pink nose could be seen. It was bright pink. He wore a jacket with a high collar turned up about his neck. The thick black hair could be seen between the bandages. This muffled and bandaged head was so strange that for a moment she stood speechless.
   He remained holding the napkin, as she saw now, with a gloved hand. “Leave the hat,” he said, speaking through the napkin.
   She began to recover from the shock she had received. She placed the hat on the chair again by the fire. “I didn’t know, sir,” she began, “that —” And she stopped, not knowing what to say.
   “Thank you,” he said dryly, looking from her to the door, and then at her again.
   “I’ll have them nicely dried, sir, at once,” she said, and carried his clothes out of the room. She shivered a little as she closed the door behind her, and her face showed her surprise.
   The visitor sat and listened to the sound of her feet. He looked at the window before he took away the napkin; then rose and pulled the blind down. He returned to the table and his lunch.
   “The poor man had an accident, or an operation or something,” said Mrs. Hall. “And he held that napkin over his mouth all the time. Talked through it!… Perhaps his mouth was hurt too.”
   When Mrs. Hall went to clear away the stranger’s lunch her idea that his mouth must also have been cut [144 - his mouth must also have been cut – åãî ðîò, äîëæíî áûòü, òîæå ïîðåçàí] in the accident was confirmed, for he was smoking a pipe, and all the time that she was in the room he held a muffler over the lower part of his face. He sat in an armchair with his back to the window, and spoke now, having eaten and drunk, [145 - having eaten and drunk – íàåâøèñü è íàïèâøèñü] less aggressively than before.
   “I have some luggage,” he said, “at Bramblehurst Station,” and he asked her how he could have it sent. [146 - he asked her how he could have it sent – îí ñïðîñèë, êàê åãî ìîæíî âûñëàòü (îáîðîò have something done îçíà÷àåò, ÷òî äåéñòâèå âûïîëíÿåòñÿ íå ïîäëåæàùèì, à òðåòüèì ëèöîì)] Her explanation disappointed him. “Tomorrow!” he said. “Can’t I have it today?”
   “It’s a bad road, sir,” she said, “There was an accident there a year ago. A gentleman killed. Accidents, sir, happen in a moment, don’t they?”
   But the visitor did not feel like talking.
   “They do,” he said, through his muffler, looking at her quietly from behind his glasses.
   “But they take long enough to get well, sir, don’t they? My sister’s son, Tom, once just cut his arm. He was three months bandaged, sir.”
   “I can quite understand that,” said the visitor.
   “We were afraid, one time, that he’d have to have an operation, he was that bad, sir.”
   The visitor laughed suddenly.
   “Was he?” he said.
   “He was, sir. And it was no laughing matter to them, [147 - And it was no laughing matter to them – Èì áûëî íå äî ñìåõà] sir —”
   “Will you get me some matches?” said the visitor. “My pipe is out.”
   Mrs. Hall stopped suddenly. It was certainly rude of him after telling him about her family. She stood for a moment, remembered the sovereigns, and went for the matches.
   Evidently he did not want to speak about operations and bandages.
   The visitor remained in his room until four o’clock. He was quite still during that time: he sat smoking by the fire.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. The stranger arrived at the “Coach and Horses” very tired and went to bed at once.
   2. Mrs. Hall was happy to have a guest at the inn because no one stayed there in winter.
   3. The stranger did not want to have his clothes taken away because it was cold in the room.
   4. The new guest looked odd, even frightening. He had ugly scars in his face.
   5. Mrs. Hall thought that her guest had had an accident.
   6. Mrs. Hall thought that the stranger had had his mouth hurt because he spoke indistinctly.
   7. The guest arrived with only one small bag.
   8. Mrs. Hall was very friendly and talked a lot to her guest. She told him about her family.


   Discussion

   1. Why was the stranger more dead than alive when he arrived at the “Coach and Horses”?
   2. Why do you think Mrs. Hall lay the table in the guest room? Is it regularly done in modern hotels?
   3. Do you think Mrs. Hall was a good landlady? Why (not)?
   4. Why did Mrs. Hall feel hurt after the conversation with the stranger?
   5. Do you think the stranger was hiding from somebody? What makes you think so?



   Chapter II
   Mr. Teddy Henfrey’s First Impressions


   At four o’clock, when it was already dark, and Mrs. Hall wanted to go in and ask her visitor if he would take some tea, Teddy Henfrey, the clock-jobber, [148 - clock-jobber – óñòàð. ÷àñîâùèê] came into the bar.
   “Lord, [149 - Lord – (âîñêëèöàíèå) Î Ãîñïîäè!] Mrs. Hall,” said he, “but this is terrible weather!”
   Mrs. Hall agreed, and then noticed he had his bag with him. “Now you’re here,” said she, “I’d be glad if you looked at the clock. The hour hand only points at six.”
   And she led the way to the guest room, knocked and entered.
   As she opened the door, she saw her visitor sitting in the armchair before the fire. The only light in the room was from the fire. It was quite dark. But for a second it seemed to her that the man had an enormous mouth wide open, it took the whole of the lower portion of his face. It was the impression of a moment. Then he put up his hand. She opened the door wide so that the room was lighter, and she saw him more clearly, with the muffler held to his face, just as she had seen him hold the napkin before. The shadows, she thought, had tricked her.
   “Would you mind, sir, this man looking at the clock, sir?” she said.
   “Look at the clock?” he said, speaking through his muffler; and then, “Certainly.”
   Mr. Teddy Henfrey said he was “taken aback” when he saw this bandaged person.
   “Good afternoon,” said the stranger. “I understand,” he said, turning to Mrs. Hall, “that this room is for my private use.”
   “I thought, sir,” said Mrs. Hall, “you’d prefer the clock —”
   “Certainly,” said the stranger, “certainly – but as a rule I like to be alone and undisturbed.”
   Then he asked Mrs. Hall if she had asked anybody to bring his boxes from Bramblehurst. She told him she had spoken to the postman, and that they would be here tomorrow.
   “Can’t it be done earlier?” he said. She answered coldly it couldn’t.
   “I’ll explain,” he added, “what I haven’t explained before because I was too cold and tired. I am a scientist.”
   “Indeed, sir,” said Mrs. Hall. She was much impressed.
   “And my luggage contains some apparatus. And I’m anxious to get on with my experiments.”
   “Of course, sir.”
   “I came to Iping,” he went on, “to be alone. I do not want to be disturbed in my work. I had an accident —”
   “I thought as much, [150 - I thought as much – ß òàê è äóìàëà]” said Mrs. Hall to herself.
   “My eyes are sometimes so weak and painful that I have to be in the dark for hours. I want you to understand this.”
   “Certainly, sir,” said Mrs. Hall. “And may I ask you —”
   “That is all, I think” said the stranger, putting an end to the conversation.
   Mr. Henfrey worked with the lamp close to him, which left the rest of the room in shadow. As he was curious by nature, Mr. Henfrey was not in a hurry to finish his work with the idea of having a conversation with the stranger. But the stranger stood there, perfectly silent and still. Henfrey looked up, and there was the bandaged head and huge, dark glasses. For a minute they remained staring at one another. Then Henfrey looked down again. Very uncomfortable position! Should he say that the weather was very cold for the time of the year?
   “The weather —” he began.
   “Why don’t you finish and go?” said the stranger, evidently in a state of rage. “All you’ve got to do is to fix the hour hand. You’re simply humbugging.”
   “One minute more, sir.” And Mr. Henfrey finished and went.
   But he went off feeling very annoyed. “Damn it!” said Mr. Henfrey to himself, walking through the falling snow, “If the police wanted you, you couldn’t be more bandaged.”
   At the moment he saw Hall, who had married the owner of the “Coach and Horses” a few months before. “How are you, Teddy?” Hall asked.
   “You got a suspicious man at home!” said Teddy Henfrey.
   “What’s that?” Hall asked.
   “A strange customer is at the ‘Coach and Horses’, ” said Teddy.
   And he gave Hall a description of his wife’s guest. “Looks a bit like a disguise, doesn’t it? I’d like to see a man’s face if I had him in my place,” said Henfrey. “But women trust strangers. He’s taken your rooms, and he hasn’t even given a name, Hall.”
   “You don’t say so! [151 - You don’t say so! – Äà ÷òî òû ãîâîðèøü!]” said Hall.
   “Yes,” said Teddy. “For a week. And he’s got a lot of luggage coming tomorrow, so he says.”
   Teddy walked on feeling much better.
   On his return, Hall instructed his wife to find out more about their guest and to look very closely at his luggage when it came next day.
   “You mind your own business, Hall,” said Mrs. Hall, “and I’ll mind mine.”
   She was very annoyed by Hall because she herself had some doubts about the stranger.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. When Mrs. Hall entered the guest room, it was dark there and she had an impression that her guest had an enormous mouth wide open.
   2. Mrs. Hall brought Mr. Henfrey with her because she was afraid of her guest.
   3. The stranger thanked Mrs. Hall for bringing someone to repair the clock.
   4. The stranger was a scientist and he was planning to make experiments in the inn.
   5. The stranger preferred to stay in the darkness because his eyes had been hurt in the accident.
   6. The stranger was an educated man and behaved very politely to everyone.
   7. Mr. Henfrey thought that the stranger was a criminal hiding from the police.
   8. Mr. Hall was the owner of the “Coach and Horses”, and Mrs. Hall helped him to keep the inn.
   9. Mrs. Hall was annoyed by Mr. Hall’s instructions because she thought them silly.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think the stranger was rude to Mrs. Hall when she brought Mr. Henfrey to repair the clock?
   2. Why was Mr. Henfrey “taken aback”?
   3. Why do you think the stranger told Mrs. Hall he was a scientist and had come there to work?
   4. Why was Mr. Henfrey slow with his work?
   5. Why do you think Mr. Henfrey felt better after his conversation with Mr. Hall?



   Chapter III
   The Thousand and One Bottles


   Next day his luggage arrived – and very remarkable luggage it was.
   There were a couple of trunks, such as any man might have, but there was also a box of books – big, fat books – and a lot of boxes with glass bottles. The stranger, muffled in hat, coat, and gloves came out to meet Fearenside’s cart, not noticing Fearenside’s dog.
   When the dog saw him, it sprang straight at his hand.
   Fearenside cried, “Lie down!”
   They saw the dog’s teeth slip the hand, and bite the stranger’s leg. It all happened in half a minute. No one spoke, every one shouted. The stranger looked swiftly at his torn glove and trousers, then turned and rushed into the inn. They heard him go to his room.
   Hall was also there staring. “He was bitten,” said Hall. “I’d better go and see.” And he went after the stranger. He met Mrs. Hall in the inn. “Fearenside’s dog,” he said, “bit him.”
   He went straight to the stranger’s door, pushed it open, and entered without any ceremony.
   The blind was down and the room dark. He saw a most unusual thing, a handless arm, and a face of three huge spots on white. Then he was struck violently, thrown back, the door closed in his face, and locked. He stood in the dark passage, wondering what he had seen.
   After a couple of minutes he came out of the “Coach and Horses.” Fearenside was telling some people about it all over again; there was Mrs. Hall saying his dog didn’t have any business to bite her guests. There were also some women and children, all of them saying: “I wouldn’t let it bite me”; “It isn’t right to have such dogs”; “What did it bite him for?” and so on.
   Mr. Hall, staring at them from the steps, couldn’t believe what he had seen. Besides, his vocabulary was too small for his impressions.
   “He doesn’t want any help, he says,” he said in answer to his wife’s questions. “We’d better take his luggage in.”
   “The sooner you get those things in, the better,” cried an angry voice from the inn, and there stood the muffled stranger on the steps.
   “Were you hurt, sir?” said Fearenside. “I’m sorry, the dog —”
   “Not a bit,” said the stranger. “Didn’t break the skin. Hurry up with my luggage.”
   When the first box was carried into his room, the stranger began to unpack it, and from it he began to take out bottles – little fat bottles containing powders, small bottles containing coloured and white fluids, blue bottles, wine bottles – putting them on the table under the window, round the floor, on the bookshelf – everywhere. The chemist’s shop in Bramblehurst did not have half so many.
   As soon as the boxes were unpacked, the stranger started work, not troubling about the box of books outside, or other luggage.
   When Mrs. Hall took his dinner in to him, he was already so absorbed in his work, pouring little drops out of the bottles into test tubes, that he did not hear her until she had put his dinner on the table.
   “I wish you wouldn’t come in [152 - I wish you wouldn’t come in – ß áû õîòåë, ÷òîáû âû íå âõîäèëè] without knocking,” he said, with abnormal exasperation that seemed so characteristic of him.
   “I knocked, but —”
   “Perhaps you did. But in my investigations – my really very urgent and necessary investigations – I mustn’t be disturbed… I must ask you —”
   “Certainly, sir. You can lock the door any time.”
   “A very good idea,” said the stranger.
   He was so odd, standing there, so aggressive, bottle in one hand and test tube in the other, that Mrs. Hall was quite alarmed. She laid the table. He turned and sat down with his back to her.
   All the afternoon he worked with the door locked, for the most part in silence. But once there was a sound of bottles ringing together, as though the table had been hit. Fearing something was the matter, Mrs. Hall went to the door and listened.
   “I can’t go on,” he was shouting; “I can’t go on! Three hundred thousand, four hundred thousand! It may take me all my life!… Patience! Fool! fool!”
   Then the room was silent. The stranger was at work again.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Everyone at the inn was amazed at the big number of trunks the stranger had in his luggage.
   2. The postman’s dog bit the stranger and tore his glove and trousers.
   3. When he was bitten, the stranger struck the dog with a stick.
   4. When Mr. Hall entered the guest room, he saw the stranger bandaging his hand.
   5. Mr. Hall helped the stranger and he thanked him for this.
   6. When the luggage was unpacked, everyone saw a lot of bottles with fluids and powders.
   7. As soon as the luggage was unpacked, the stranger began to work with his test tubes and bottles.
   8. The stranger was so rude and aggressive that Mrs. Hall was afraid of him.
   9. The stranger was very quiet while he was working.


   Discussion

   1. Why was the stranger’s luggage called very remarkable?
   2. Why do you think Mr. Hall followed the stranger to his room and entered without ceremony?
   3. Why didn’t Mr. Hall tell anybody what he had seen in the guest room?
   4. What kind of scientist do you think the stranger was?
   5. Do you think the stranger’s work was successful? Why do you think so?



   Chapter IV
   Mr. Cuss Meets the Stranger


   The stranger stayed quietly in Iping until April.
   Hall did not like him, and whenever he talked of getting rid of him, Mrs. Hall said “Wait till the summer, when the artists begin to come. Then we’ll see. He may be unpleasant, but pays regularly.”
   The stranger did not go to church, he worked, as Mrs. Hall thought, from time to time. Some days he got up early and worked all day. On others he got up late, smoked, or slept in the arm-chair by the fire. He had no communication with the world. His habit of talking to himself in a low voice grew, but though Mrs. Hall listened near the door she could make neither head nor tail of what she heard. [153 - she could make neither head nor tail of what she heard – îíà íå ìîãëà íè÷åãî ïîíÿòü èç òîãî, ÷òî ñëûøàëà]
   He rarely went out by day, but in the evening he went out muffled up in any weather, and he chose the loneliest places. His spectacles and bandaged face frightened villagers.
   It was natural that a person of such an unusual appearance and behaviour was much talked about in Iping. People were curious about his occupation. When asked, Mrs. Hall explained very carefully that he was a scientist, and then said that he “discovered things.” Her visitor had had an accident, she said, which changed the colour of his face and hands, and he was ashamed of it and avoided public attention.
   There was also a view that he was a criminal trying to escape from the police. This idea first came to Mr. Teddy Henfrey, but no one knew of a crime from the middle or end of February. Another theory was that the stranger was a terrorist in disguise, preparing explosions. Yet another view was that the stranger a lunatic.
   But whatever they thought of him, people in Iping disliked him. His irritability made him no friends there.
   Cuss, the village doctor, was very curious. The bandages excited his professional interest; the thousand-and-one bottles were also of interest to him. He looked for an excuse to visit the stranger, and at last he called on him to collect money for a village nurse. He was surprised that Mr. Hall did not know his guest’s name.
   Cuss knocked on the door and entered, and then the door closed and Mrs. Hall couldn’t hear their conversation.
   She could hear their voices for the next ten minutes, then a cry of surprise, a chair falling, laughter, quick steps to the door, and Cuss appeared, his face white. He left the inn without looking at her. Then she heard the stranger laughing quietly, the door closed, and all was silent again.
   Cuss went straight to Bunting, the vicar.
   “Am I mad?” Cuss began at once, as he entered the vicar’s little study. “Do I look mad?”
   “What’s happened?” said the vicar..
   “That man at the inn —”
   “Well?”
   “I went in,” he said, “and began to ask for money for the nurse. I spoke of the nurse, and all time looked round. Bottles – chemicals – everywhere. Would he give the money? He said he’d consider it. I asked him if he was doing research. He said he was. A long research? He got very angry, a ‘damnable long research,’ said he. ‘Damn you! What do you want here?’ I apologised. Draught of air from window lifted a paper from the table. He was working in a room with an open fireplace. In a moment I saw the paper burning. The man rushed to the fire and stretched his arm. There was no hand. Just an empty sleeve. Lord! I thought, there’s something odd in that. What keeps that sleeve up and open if there’s nothing in it? There was nothing in it, I tell you. ‘Good God!’ I said. He stared at me, and then at his sleeve.”
   “Well?”
   “That’s all. He never said a word, just put his sleeve in his pocket. ‘How,’ said I, ‘can you move an empty sleeve like that?’ ‘You saw it was an empty sleeve?’ He came to me, and stood quite close. Then he pulled his sleeve out of his pocket again, and raised his arm towards me. ‘Well?’ said I; ‘there’s nothing in it.’ I could see right down it. And then something struck my nose.”
   Bunting began to laugh.
   “There wasn’t anything there!” said Cuss. “I was so surprised, I hit his sleeve, and it felt exactly like hitting an arm. And there wasn’t an arm!”
   Mr. Bunting thought it over. He looked suspiciously at Cuss. “It’s a most remarkable story,” he said.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Mr. Hall wanted to get rid of the stranger, but Mrs. Hall wanted to wait for more guests to stay at their inn.
   2. The stranger stayed in his room all the time, he never went out.
   3. The villagers thought that the stranger was a terrorist in disguise.
   4. Cuss visited the stranger to collect money for the village nurse.
   5. Cuss saw that the stranger had no hand.
   6. The stranger explained that his hand had been amputated after an accident.


   Discussion

   1. Why didn’t Mrs. Hall get rid of her guest?
   2. Why didn’t Mrs. Hall think that the stranger worked regularly?
   3. What made people in Iping suspicious of the stranger? What did they suspect him of?
   4. Why did Mr. Cuss think he was mad?
   5. Do you think the vicar believed Cuss’s story?



   Chapter V
   Strange Events in Iping


   The facts of the burglary at the Vicarage were told by the vicar and his wife. It occurred at night late in April.
   Mrs. Bunting woke up suddenly at night, with a strong impression that the door of their bedroom had opened and closed. She then heard the sound of bare feet walking along the passage. She woke up Mr. Bunting, who did not strike a light, but went out of the bedroom to listen. He heard some noise in his study downstairs, and then a sneeze.
   He returned to his bedroom, took a poker, and went downstairs as noiselessly as possible.
   Everything was still, except some noise in the study. Then the study was lit by a candle. Mr. Bunting was now in the hall, and through the door he could see the desk, and a candle on it. But he could not see the burglar. He stood there in the hall not knowing what to do, and Mrs. Bunting, her face white, went slowly downstairs after him.
   They heard the chink of money, and realised that the burglar had found the gold – two pounds ten. Gripping the poker firmly, Mr. Bunting rushed into the room, followed by Mrs. Bunting. The room was empty.
   Yet they were certain they had heard somebody moving in the room. For half a minute they stood still, then Mrs. Bunting went across the room and looked under the desk, behind the curtains, and Mr. Bunting looked up the chimney.
   “The candle!” said Mr. Bunting. “Who lit the candle?”
   “The money’s gone!” said Mrs. Bunting.
   There was a sneeze in the passage. They rushed out, and heard the kitchen door close. “Bring the candle!” said Mr. Bunting. As he opened the kitchen door, he saw the back door just opening, but nobody went out of the door. It opened, stood open for a moment, and then closed. When they entered the kitchen it was empty. They examined all the house. There was nobody there.
 //-- * * * --// 
   That morning Mr. Hall and Mrs. Hall both got up early and went to the cellar. Their business there was of a secret nature, and had something to do with their beer.
   When they entered the cellar, Mrs. Hall found she had forgotten to bring down a bottle of sarsaparilla. [154 - sarsaparilla – ñàðñàïàðåëü, ðàñòåíèå, êîðåíü êîòîðîãî ñîäåðæèò âåùåñòâà, ñïîñîáíûå îáðàçîâûâàòü ïåíó. Ìèññèñ Õîëë êëàëà ñàðñàïàðåëü â ïèâî, ÷òîáû óâåëè÷èòü ïåíèñòîñòü.] Hall went upstairs for it.
   He was surprised to see that the stranger’s door was ajar. He went to his own room and found the bottle.
   But as he came downstairs, he noticed that the front door had been unbolted – that the door was, in fact, simply closed. When he saw this, he stopped, then, knocked on the stranger’s door. There was no answer. He knocked again; then opened the door and entered. The room was empty. And what was still odder, on the chair and the bed were all the clothes and the bandages of their guest. Even his big hat was there on the bed.
   Hall turned and hurried down to his wife, down the cellar steps.
   “He is not in the room. And the front door’s unbolted.”
   Mrs. Hall decided to see the empty room for herself. As they came up the cellar steps, they both heard the front door open and shut. She opened the door and stood looking round the room. She came up to the bed and put her hand on the pillow and then under the clothes.
   “Cold,” she said. “He’s been up for an hour or more.”
   As she did so a most extraordinary thing happened. The bed-clothes gathered themselves together, and then jumped off the bed. It was as if a hand had taken and thrown them on the floor. Then the stranger’s hat jumped off the bed, and flew straight at Mrs. Hall’s face. Then the chair, laughing in a voice like the stranger’s, turned itself up and flew at Mrs. Hall. She screamed and turned, and then the chair legs pushed her and Hall out of the room. The door shut and was locked.
   “These were spirits,” said Mrs. Hall. “I know these were spirits. I’ve read in papers of them. Tables and chairs flying and dancing… Don’t let him come in again. I should have guessed [155 - I should have guessed – ìíå ñëåäîâàëî äîãàäàòüñÿ]… With his bandaged head, and never going to church on Sunday. And all the bottles – more than anyone needs. He’s put the spirits into the furniture… My good old furniture!”
   Suddenly and most wonderfully the door of the guest room opened, and as they looked up in amazement, they saw the muffled figure of the stranger, staring at them. “Go to the devil!” shouted the stranger. Then he entered his room, and slammed the door in their faces.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. When Mr. and Mrs. Bunting heard a burglar in their house, they didn’t call the police.
   2. When Mr. and Mrs. Bunting didn’t find anyone in the study, they thought they had made a mistake, and there wasn’t anybody in the study.
   3. Mr. and Mrs. Bunting saw the burglar leave the house by the back door.
   4. When Mr. Hall saw the front door unbolted, he thought he had forgotten to bolt it at night.
   5. Mr. and Mrs. Hall were pushed out of the guest room by spirits.
   6. The stranger was angry with Mr. and Mrs. Hall because they had entered his room.


   Discussion

   1. What do you think Mr. and Mrs. Bunting wanted to do, when they went downstairs one night?
   2. What, to your mind, did Mr. and Mrs. Bunting think of what had happened in their house?
   3. What do you think Mr. and Mrs. Hall were going to do that morning in the cellar?
   4. Why do you think Mr. Hall was amazed to see the stranger’s clothes and bandages in his room?
   5. Why did Mrs. Hall think her guest had put spirits into the furniture?



   Chapter VI
   The Stranger Without Disguise


   The stranger remained in his room until noon. All that time he did not get any meals. He rang his bell several times, but no one answered him.
   The news of the burglary at the Vicarage arrived, and they put two and two together. [156 - they put two and two together – îíè ñäåëàëè ñîîòâåòñòâóþùèå âûâîäû]
   What the stranger did is unknown. Now and then one could hear curses, and a violent smashing of bottles.
   The little group of scared but curious people gathered near the inn.
   About noon the stranger suddenly opened his door and stood looking at the three or four people in the bar. “Mrs. Hall,” he called. Somebody went and called for Mrs. Hall.
   Mrs. Hall appeared after an interval. She had come holding an unsettled bill. “Is it your bill you want, sir?” she said.
   “Why haven’t you prepared my breakfast?”
   “Why isn’t my bill paid?” said Mrs. Hall.
   “I told you three days ago I expected money to arrive —”
   “I told you three days ago I wasn’t going to wait for any money to arrive.”
   The stranger swore.
   “And keep your swearing to yourself, sir,” said Mrs. Hall.
   The stranger looked angrier than ever. “Look here, my good woman —” he began.
   “Don’t ’good woman’ me, [157 - Don’t ‘good woman’ me = Don’t call me ‘good woman’. – Óïîòðåáëåíèå ñëîâ ‘good woman’ â ôóíêöèè ãëàãîëà ïðèäàåò îñîáóþ ðåçêîñòü îòâåòó ìèññèñ Õîëë.]” said Mrs. Hall.
   “My money hasn’t come. Still I have some in my pocket —”
   “Before I take any money from you, or you get any breakfasts,” said Mrs. Hall, “you have to tell me one or two things I don’t understand. I want to know what you did to my chair, and I want to know how it was your room was empty and how you got in it again? And I want to know —”
   Suddenly the stranger raised his gloved hands, and said. “Stop!” with extraordinary violence.
   “You don’t understand,” he said, “who I am or what I am. I’ll show you.” Then he put his hand over his face and gave Mrs. Hall something which she took automatically. Then, when she saw what it was, she screamed loudly, and dropped it. The nose – it was the stranger’s nose! pink and shining – lay on the floor.
   Then he took off his spectacles, his hat, and pulled at his whiskers and bandages. Off they came.
   It was worse than anything. Mrs. Hall, standing open-mouthed and horrified, shrieked at what she saw, and ran to the door of the house. Every one began to move. They were prepared for scars, disfigurement – but nothing! The bandages and false hair fell to the floor. Every one saw the figure up to the coat-collar, and then – nothing, nothing at all!
   People down the street heard shouts and shrieks, and looking up the street saw a crowd running out of the “Coach and Horses”.
   They saw Mrs. Hall fall down, and Mr. Teddy Henfrey jump over her.
   Everyone all the way down the street began running towards the inn, and in a short time a crowd of perhaps forty people gathered in front of the “Coach and Horses”. Everybody talked at once.
   A few minutes later they saw Mr. Hall, very red and serious, then Mr. Bobby Jaffers, the village constable, marching towards the house.
   Mr. Hall marched up the steps, to the stranger’s door and found it open. Jaffers marched in, Hall next. They saw the headless figure, with bread in one gloved hand and cheese in the other.
   “What the devil’s this?” came an angry question from above the collar of the figure.
   “I have a warrant here, mister,” said Mr. Jaffers.
   “Keep off!” said the stranger. Off came his glove, and was thrown in Jaffers’s face. In another moment Jaffers gripped him by the handless arm. He was kicked on the leg, but he kept his grip. The stranger was now headless and handless – for he had pulled off his gloves.
   It was the strangest thing in the world to hear that voice coming as out of nothing. Jaffers took out a pair of handcuffs. Then he looked helpless.
   “Damn it! Can’t use them!”
   The stranger unbuttoned his coat. Then he started doing something with his shoes and socks.
   “Why!” said Hall suddenly, “that’s not a man at all. It’s just empty clothes. Look! You can see inside his clothes. I could put my arm —”
   He stretched his hand; it seemed to meet something in the air. “I wish you’d keep your fingers out of my eye,” said the angry voice. “The fact is, I’m all here: head, hands, legs and all the rest of it, but I’m invisible.”
   The suit, now all unbuttoned and hanging on the invisible body, stood up.
   Several other men had now entered the room, so it was crowded. “Invisible, eh?” said Jaffers.
   “It’s strange, perhaps, but it’s not a crime. Why am I attacked by a policeman?”
   “Ah!” said Jaffers. “No doubt you are a bit difficult to see in this light, but I got a warrant and it’s all correct. What I’m after isn’t invisibility, it’s burglary. Somebody has broken into a house and taken money.”
   The figure sat down and took off the shoes, socks, and trousers.
   “Stop that,” said Jaffers, suddenly realising what was happening. He gripped the coat, it struggled, and the shirt slipped out of it and left it empty in his hand. “Hold him!” said Jaffers loudly. “When he gets the clothes off —”
   “Hold him!” cried every one, trying to catch the white shirt, which was now all that was visible of the stranger.
   “Hold him! Shut the door! Don’t let him out. I got something! Here he is!” A lot of noise they made. In another moment the struggling, excited men were in the crowded hall.
   “I got him!” shouted Jaffers, fighting against his unseen enemy. He got a violent blow in the face, and his fingers relaxed.
   Across the road a woman screamed as something hit her, a dog was kicked and ran away. The Invisible Man escaped. For a minute people stood amazed, and then came panic, and they ran through the village. But Jaffers lay quite still at the steps of the inn.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Mrs. Hall wanted the stranger to pay his bill and leave the inn at once.
   2. The stranger couldn’t pay the bill because he had no money.
   3. Mrs. Hall didn’t want to take her guest’s money because she suspected it was stolen.
   4. The stranger took off his clothes, and everyone saw how badly disfigured he had been in an accident.
   5. Mr. Hall brought a constable to the inn to have his guest arrested for the burglary.
   6. The stranger said that to be invisible wasn’t a crime.
   7. The stranger attacked the constable and escaped.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think Mrs. Hall didn’t bring her guest any breakfast?
   2. What does the author mean saying “they put two and two together”?
   3. Was the constable much impressed by the fact that the man was invisible?
   4. Why do you think the stranger didn’t let the constable arrest him? Do you think it was he who had been in the vicar’s house?



   Chapter VII
   Mr. Thomas Marvel


   Mr. Thomas Marvel was sitting by the roadside about a mile and a half out of Iping. He was looking at a pair of boots. They were the best boots he had had for a long time, but too large for him. Mr. Thomas Marvel hated large boots, but they were really good. He put the boots on the grass, and looked at them. It suddenly occurred to him that they were very ugly.
   “They’re boots, anyhow,” said a Voice behind him.
   “They are the ugliest pair in the whole world!”
   “H’m,” said the Voice.
   “A gentleman on tramp [158 - a gentleman on tramp – äæåíòëüìåí áåç îïðåäåëåííîãî ìåñòà æèòåëüñòâà] sees a lot of boots. They give you good boots in this county. I’ve got my boots in this county ten years or more. And then they give you something like this.”
   “It’s an ugly county,” said the Voice, “and pigs for people. [159 - pigs for people – íå ëþäè, à ñâèíüè]”
   Mr. Thomas Marvel turned his head over his shoulder first to the right, then to the left to look at the boots of the man he was talking to, but saw neither legs nor boots. He was greatly amazed. “Where are you?” said Mr. Thomas Marvel. He saw nothing but grass and bushes.
   “Am I drunk?” said Mr. Marvel. “Have I had visions? Was I talking to myself?”
   “Don’t be alarmed,” said the Voice.
   “Where are you? Are you buried?” said Mr. Thomas Marvel after an interval.
   There was no answer. The road was empty north and south, and the blue sky was empty too.
   “It’s the drink,” said Mr. Thomas Marvel.
   “It’s not the drink,” said the Voice.
   “Oh!” said Mr. Marvel, and his face grew white. “It’s the drink,” he repeated. “I could have sworn [160 - I could have sworn – ÿ ìîã áû ïîêëÿñòüñÿ] I heard a voice,” he whispered.
   “Of course you did.”
   “It’s there again,” said Mr. Marvel, closing his eyes with his hands. He was suddenly taken by the collar and shaken violently. “Don’t be a fool!” said the Voice.
   “I’m mad! Or it’s spirits!” said Mr. Marvel.
   “Neither mad nor spirits,” said the Voice. “Listen! You think I’m just imagination?”
   “What else can you be?” said Mr. Thomas Marvel.
   “Very well,” said the Voice. “Then I’m going to throw stones at you.”
   A stone flew through the air and hit Mr. Marvel’s shoulder. Mr. Marvel, turning, saw a stone hang in the air for a moment, and then fall at his feet. Another stone hit his foot. The tramp jumped, and screamed.
   “Now,” said the Voice, “am I imagination?”
   “I don’t understand it. Stones throwing themselves. Stones talking.”
   “It’s very simple,” said the Voice. “I’m an invisible man. That’s what I want you to understand.”
   “But where are you?” asked Mr. Marvel.
   “Here! Six yards in front of you.”
   “Oh, come! I’m not blind.”
   “You’re looking through me.”
   “What!”
   “I am just a man who needs food and drink, clothes, too… But I’m invisible. You see? Invisible. Simple idea. Invisible.”
   “What, real?”
   “Yes, real.”
   “Give me your hand,” said Marvel, “if you are real.”
   He felt a hand touch his arm, then his face.
   “Most remarkable!” Marvel’s face showed astonishment. “And there I can see a rabbit through you a mile away! Not a bit of you visible – except —”
   He looked carefully in front of him. “Have you been eating bread and cheese?” he asked.
   “You are quite right. It’s not assimilated into the system.”
   “Ah!” said Mr. Marvel. “How did you do it?”
   “It’s too long a story. I need help. I saw you suddenly. I was walking, mad with rage, naked, helpless, I could have murdered [161 - I could have murdered – ß áûë ãîòîâ óáèòü êîãî-íèáóäü]… And I saw you – ‘Here,’ I said ‘is an outcast like myself. This is the man for me.’ So I turned back and came to you.”
   “Lord!” said Mr. Marvel. “But how can I help you?”
   “I want you to help me get clothes and shelter, and then with other things. If you won’t —… But you will – must. Help me – and I will do great things for you. An Invisible Man is a man of power.” He stopped for a moment to sneeze violently. “But if you betray me —,” he said.
   He touched Mr. Marvel’s shoulder. Mr. Marvel gave a cry of terror at the touch. “I don’t want to betray you,” said Mr. Marvel. “All I want to do is to help you – just tell me what I have to do. I’ll do what you want.”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Mr. Marvel, a tramp, heard a voice in his head because he had gone mad.
   2. It was difficult for the Invisible Man to make the tramp believe he was real.
   3. The Invisible Man was not absolutely invisible. Some parts of him could be seen.
   4. The Invisible Man thought that the tramp was an outcast like himself and wanted to help him.
   5. Mr. Marvel agreed to help the Invisible Man because he liked him and felt sorry for him.


   Discussion

   1. Why was it difficult for the tramp to believe in the Invisible Man? Would you easily believe it if you were him?
   2. What made Mr. Marvel believe he was speaking to an Invisible Man in the end?
   3. Do you think Mr. Marvel gladly agreed to help the Invisible Man?



   Chapter VIII
   In the “Coach and Horses”


   After the first panic was over, Iping became sceptical. It is much easier not to believe in an Invisible Man, and those who had actually seen him vanish in the air or felt the strength of his arm could be counted on the fingers of two hands. By the afternoon even those who believed in the Invisible Man were beginning to forget him.
   About four o’clock a stranger entered the village. He was a short person in an extraordinarily shabby hat, and he appeared to be in a hurry. [162 - he appeared to be in a hurry – êàæåòñÿ, îí òîðîïèëñÿ. Çäåñü ãëàãîë “appear” îçíà÷àåò «êàçàòüñÿ» è èñïîëüçóåòñÿ ñ êîíñòðóêöèåé «ñëîæíîå ïîäëåæàùåå». Ñì. òàêæå íèæå ‘appeared to be talking to himself’ – «êàæåòñÿ, ðàçãîâàðèâàë ñàì ñ ñîáîé».] He went to the “Coach and Horses.”
   This stranger appeared to be talking to himself, as Mr. Huxter remarked. He stopped at the “Coach and Horses”, and, according to Mr. Huxter, it seemed he did not want to go in. At last he marched up the steps, and Mr. Huxter saw him turn to the left and open the door of the guest room. Mr. Huxter heard voices from the bar telling him of his mistake.
   “That room’s private!” said Hall, and the stranger shut the door and went into the bar.
   In a few minutes he reappeared. He stood looking about him for some moments, and then Mr. Huxter saw him walk towards the window of the room he had attempted to enter a few minutes before. The stranger took out a pipe, and began to smoke, looking around him carefully.
   All this Mr. Huxter saw through the window of his shop, and the man’s suspicious behaviour made him continue his observation.
   At last the stranger put his pipe in his pocket, looked around, and vanished in the window. Mr. Huxter ran out into the road to catch the thief. As he did so, Mr. Marvel reappeared, a big bundle in one hand, and three books in the other. As he saw Huxter he turned to the left, and began to run.
   “Stop thief!” cried Huxter, and set off after him. He had hardly gone ten steps before he was caught in some mysterious way, and he was no longer running but flying through the air. He saw the ground suddenly close to his head, and all went black.
 //-- * * * --// 
   To understand what had happened in the inn, it is necessary to go back to the moment when Mr. Huxter first saw Mr. Marvel through the window.
   At that moment Mr. Cuss and Mr. Bunting were in the guest room. They were seriously investigating what had happened in the morning, and were, with Mr. Hall’s permission, making a thorough examination of the Invisible Man’s things. Jaffers had recovered from his fall and had gone home. The stranger’s clothes had been taken away by Mrs. Hall, and the room tidied up. And on the table under the window, where the stranger had usually worked, Cuss had almost at once found three big books labeled “Diary.”
   “Diary!” said Cuss, putting the three books on the table. “Now we shall learn something. H’m – no name. Cipher. And figures.”
   Cuss turned the pages over with a face suddenly disappointed. “It’s all cipher, Bunting.”
   “There are no diagrams?” asked Mr. Bunting. “No illustrations?”
   “No,” said Mr. Cuss. “Some of it’s mathematical, and some of it’s Russian or some other language —”
   The door opened suddenly.
   Both men looked round, and saw a tramp. “Bar?” asked he.
   “No,” said both gentlemen at once. “Over the other side.”
   “All right,” said the man in a low voice, different from the first question and closed the door.
   “And now,” Mr. Bunting said, “these books.”
   “One minute,” said Cuss, and went and locked the door. “Now I think we are safe from interruption.”
   Someone sneezed as he did so.
   “Very strange things have happened in Iping during the last few days – very strange. I cannot, of course, believe in the Invisible Man —” said Bunting.
   “It’s incredible,” said Cuss, “incredible. But the fact remains that I saw – I certainly saw right down his sleeve —”
   “But did you – are you sure… Hallucinations may be…”
   Suddenly Mr. Bunting had a strange feeling at the back of his neck. He tried to move his head, and could not. The feeling was a grip of a heavy, firm hand. “Don’t move, little men,” whispered a voice, “or I’ll kill you both!” He looked into the face of Cuss, close to his own, and saw astonishment in it.
   “Since when did you learn to pry into private papers?” said the Voice, and two chins struck the table.
   “Since when did you learn to enter private rooms?” and the concussion was repeated.
   “Where have they put my clothes? Listen,” said the Voice. “I am a strong man, and I could kill you both and get away quite easily if I wanted to – do you understand? Very well. If I let you go, will you promise to do what I tell you?”
   “Yes,” said Mr. Bunting, and the doctor repeated it. Then the pressure on the necks relaxed, and the doctor and vicar sat up, both very red in the face.
   “When I came into this room, I expected to find my diary and clothes,” said the Invisible Man. “Where are they? My clothes are gone. I want clothes – and I must also have those three books.”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. The stranger who entered Iping appeared to be talking to himself, but in fact he was talking to the Invisible Man.
   2. The stranger tried to go into the room taken by the Invisible Man.
   3. Mr. Huxter, the shopkeeper, ran to stop the thief, but was knocked down by him.
   4. The wounded constable was taken to hospital.
   5. Mr. Cuss and Mr. Bunting examined the Invisible Man’s clothes.
   6. Mr. Cuss and Mr. Bunting didn’t understand what was written in the diary because there were only chemical symbols and formulas in it.
   7. As Mr. Marvel came into the guest room, the Invisible Man entered, too.
   8. The Invisible Man attacked the two men in his room because he was angry when he saw they were prying in his private matters.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think the villagers hardly remembered about the Invisible Man by the evening?
   2. What do you think of Mr. Huxter’s behaviour? What would you do if you were him?
   3. Why do you think Mr. Bunting was more sceptical of the Invisible Man than Mr. Cuss? Do you think people would more easily believe in the Invisible Man now than early in the 20th century?



   Chapter IX
   The Invisible Man Returns


   While these things were going on, and while Mr. Huxter was watching Mr. Marvel smoking his pipe outside, Mr. Hall and Teddy Henfrey were discussing the only topic that interested Iping. Suddenly they heard some noise in the guest room, a cry, and then – silence.
   Mr. Hall understood things slowly but surely. “That isn’t right,” he said, and came towards the door of the guest room. Teddy followed him.
   “Something is wrong,” said Hall, and Henfrey nodded agreement. There was a muffled sound of conversation in the room.
   “You all right, sir?” asked Hall, knocking.
   The muffled conversation stopped, for a moment silence, then a cry of “No! you don’t!” There came sounds of struggle. Silence again.
   “You – all – right – sir?” asked Mr. Hall again.
   The vicar’s voice answered with a curious intonation. “Quite ri-ight. Please don’t – interrupt.”
   “Odd!” said Mr. Henfrey.
   “Odd!” said Mr. Hall.
   “Says, ‘Don’t interrupt,’ ” said Henfrey.
   “I heard,” said Hall.
   They remained listening, but couldn’t hear what the conversation was about. The sounds in the room were very odd.
   Mrs. Hall appeared behind the bar. They all stood listening. Mrs. Hall was looking through the inn door, and saw the road and Huxter’s shop. Suddenly Huxter’s door opened, and Huxter appeared.
   “Stop thief!” cried Huxter, ran down the road, and vanished.
   At the same time they heard some noise from the guest room, and a sound of a window closing. All who were in the bar rushed out at once into the street. They saw Mr. Huxter jump in the air and fall on his face. Mr. Huxter was thrown on the ground. Hall saw Mr. Marvel vanishing round the corner of the church wall. He thought that this was the Invisible Man suddenly become visible, and ran after him. But Hall had hardly run a few yards before he gave a loud shout of astonishment [163 - But Hall had hardly run a few yards before he gave a loud shout of astonishment – Íî íå óñïåë Õîëë ïðîáåæàòü è íåñêîëüêèõ ÿðäîâ, êàê ãðîìêî âñêðèêíóë îò óäèâëåíèÿ] and went flying in the air. He hit on the running men, bringing them to the ground. A few people running after Mr. Marvel were also knocked with violent blows to the ground.
   When Hall and Henfrey and the others ran out of the house, Mrs. Hall remained in the bar. And suddenly the guest room door was opened, and Mr. Cuss appeared and rushed at once out. “Hold him!” he cried, “don’t let him drop that bundle! You can see him as long as he holds the bundle.”
   He knew nothing of Marvel. The Invisible Man had given him the books and bundle through the window. The face of Mr. Cuss was angry.
   “Hold him!” he cried. “He’s got my trousers! – and all the vicar’s clothes!” He ran past Huxter lying on the ground, and was knocked off his feet. Mr. Cuss rose, and was hit again. Behind him he heard a sudden yell of rage. He recognised the voice of the Invisible Man. In another moment Mr. Cuss was back in the inn.
   “He’s coming back, Bunting!” he said, rushing in. “Save yourself!”
   Mr. Bunting stood trying to clothe himself in newspapers.
   “Who’s coming?” he said.
   “Invisible Man!” said Cuss, and rushed to the window. “We’d better get out from here. He’s fighting mad! Mad!”
   In another moment he was out.
   “Lord!” said Mr. Bunting, hesitating between two horrible alternatives. He heard a struggle in the passage of the inn, and made a decision. He jumped out of the window, pressing newspapers to his body, and ran away as fast as his fat little legs could carry him.
   All villagers ran for their houses and locked themselves up.
   The Invisible Man, mad with rage, broke all the windows in the “Coach and Horses”. And after that, he was neither heard, seen, nor felt in Iping any more. He vanished absolutely.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Mr. Hall and Mr. Henfrey were alarmed by the sounds from the guest room.
   2. They were satisfied when the vicar told them he didn’t want to be interrupted.
   3. All who were in the bar ran out of the inn as they heard Mr. Huxter’s cries.
   4. Mr. Cuss thought Mr. Marvel was the Invisible Man.
   5. The Invisible Man beat a lot of people.
   6. Mr. Bunting gave all his clothes to the Invisible Man.
   7. Mr. Bunting ran home naked.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think Mr. Hall and Mr. Henfrey didn’t go into the guest room even though they heard odd sounds there?
   2. Why do you think Mrs. Hall didn’t run out when everyone ran to catch the thief?
   3. Why did Mr. Cuss cry not to let the Invisible Man drop the bundle?
   4. What do you think was in the bundle?
   5. What two horrible alternatives did Mr. Bunting face?



   Chapter X
   Mr. Marvel Escapes


   When it was getting dark, a man in a shabby hat was marching on the road to Bramblehurst. He carried three books, and a bundle. He was accompanied by a Voice and seemed to be beaten by unseen hands.
   “If you give me the slip [164 - give smb a slip – óëèçíóòü îò êîãî-ë.] again,” said the Voice; “if you attempt to give me the slip again —”
   “Lord!” said Mr. Marvel. “Don’t touch my shoulder. It hurts.”
   “I will kill you,” said the Voice.
   “I didn’t try to give you the slip,” said Marvel, with tears in his voice. “I swear I didn’t. I didn’t know the way, that was all!”
   “It’s bad that my secret is known, without your escaping with my books. No one knew I was invisible! And now what am I to do?”
   “What am I to do?” asked Marvel.
   “It will be in the papers! Everybody will be looking for me.”
   The Voice swore. Mr. Marvel grew even more desperate, and he stopped.
   “Go on. You’re a poor tool, but I shall have to use you,” said the Voice sharply.
   “I’m a miserable tool,” said Marvel.
   “You are,” said the Voice.
   “I’m the worst possible tool you could have,” said Marvel. “I’m not strong.”
   “No?”
   “And my heart’s weak. I wish I was dead,” said Marvel. “I tell you, sir, I’m not the man for it.”
   “Shut up,” said the Invisible Man. “I want to think.”
   They were coming to a village.
   “I shall keep my hand on your shoulder,” said the Voice, “all through this village. Go straight and try no foolery. [165 - try no foolery – íèêàêèõ ãëóïîñòåé]It will be the worse for you [166 - It will be the worse for you – Òåáå æå áóäåò õóæå] if you do.”
   “I know that,” said Mr. Marvel, “I know all that.”
   The unhappy-looking figure walked through the little village, and vanished into the darkness in the direction of a small town Port Stowe.
 //-- * * * --// 
   The “Jolly Cricketers” [167 - the “Jolly Cricketers” – «Âåñåëûå èãðîêè â êðèêåò» (íàçâàíèå ãîñòèíèöû)] is in Burdock just at the bottom of the hill, on the road from Port Stowe. The barman talked of horses with a cabman, while a black-bearded man was eating biscuit and cheese, drank beer, and talked with a policeman.
   “What’s the matter?” said the cabman. Somebody ran by outside.
   Footsteps approached, the door opened violently, and Marvel, his hat gone, the collar of his coat torn, rushed in, and attempted to shut the door.
   “Coming!” he shrieked with terror. “He’s coming. The Invisible Man! After me. For God’s sake! [168 - For God’s sake! – Ðàäè Áîãà!] Help! Help!”
   “Shut the doors,” said the policeman. “Who’s coming? What’s the matter?” He went to the door and bolted it.
   “Lock me in – somewhere,” said Marvel. “He’s after me. I gave him the slip. He said he’d kill me, and he will.”
   “You’re safe,” said the man with the black beard. “The door’s shut. What’s it all about?”
   A blow suddenly made the bolted door shiver, and was followed by other blows and shouting outside.
   “Who’s there?” cried the policeman.
   “He’ll kill me – he’s got a knife or something. For God’s sake —!” Mr. Marvel shrieked.
   “Come in here,” said the barman. Mr. Marvel rushed behind the bar. “Don’t open the door,” he screamed. “Please don’t open the door.”
   “Is this the Invisible Man, then? Newspapers are full of him,” said the man with the black beard.
   The window of the inn was suddenly smashed, and there was screaming and running to and fro in the street.
   “If we open, he will come in. There’s no stopping him, [169 - There’s no stopping him – Åãî íå îñòàíîâèøü]” said the policeman.
   “If he comes—,” said the man with the black beard, holding a revolver in his hand.
   “That won’t do, [170 - That won’t do – Òàê íå ïîéäåò]” said the policeman, “that’s murder.”
   “I’m going to shoot at his legs,” said the man with the beard.
   “Are all the doors of the house shut?” asked Marvel.
   “Lord!” said the barman. “There’s the back door!”
   He rushed out of the bar. In a minute he returned. “The back door was open,” he said.
   “He may be in the house now,” said the cabman.
   Just as he said so they heard Marvel shriek. They saw Marvel struggling against something unseen. Then he was dragged to the back door, head down.
   The policeman rushed to him, followed by the cabman, gripped the invisible hand that held Marvel, was hit in the face and fell. Then the cabman gripped something. “I got him,” said the cabman. Mr. Marvel was released, suddenly dropped to the ground, and crawled behind the legs of the fighting men to the door. The voice of the Invisible Man was heard for the first time, he cried as the policeman stepped on his foot. The struggle went on, and no one saw Mr. Marvel slip out of the door and run away. He left the back door open behind him, and in a moment the crowd of fighting men was outside.
   “Where’s he?” cried the policeman, stopping.
   A stone flew by his head.
   “I’ll show him,” shouted the man with the black beard, and shot five times.
   A silence followed. “Come and feel about for his body, [171 - Come and feel about for his body – Ïîéäåìòå, ïîøàðèì âîêðóã, ïîèùåì òåëî]” said the man with the black beard.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. The Invisible Man beat the tramp because Mr. Marvel had attempted to escape.
   2. The Invisible Man thought that Mr. Marvel was very good for his purposes.
   3. As Mr. Marvel ran into the “Jolly Cricketers”, he was holding three big books under his arm.
   4. Mr. Marvel had given the Invisible Man the slip and was very much afraid of him.
   5. The people in the bar were ready to help Mr. Marvel and bolted the door.
   6. The people in the bar knew of the Invisible Man
   7. The Invisible Man fought like mad against several people.


   Discussion

   1. Why was the Invisible Man desperate?
   2. Why do you think the Invisible Man didn’t allow Mr. Marvel to go away?
   3. Why do you think the Invisible Man hunted Mr. Marvel after he had given him the slip?
   4. What do you think was written in the papers about the Invisible Man?
   5. Do you think the man shot the Invisible Man dead, wounded, or missed? Why do you think so?



   Chapter XI
   The Invisible Man Is Coming


   In the early evening Dr. Kemp was sitting in his study in the house on the hill overlooking Burdock. It was a pleasant room, with three windows and bookshelves with books and scientific publications, and a writing-table, and under the window a microscope, some cultures, and bottles of reagents.
   Dr. Kemp was a tall young man, with hair almost white, and the work he was doing would earn him, he hoped, the fellowship of the Royal Society. [172 - would earn him, he hoped, the fellowship of the Royal Society – íàäåÿëñÿ, ïîçâîëèò åìó ñòàòü ÷ëåíîì Êîðîëåâñêîãî íàó÷íîãî îáùåñòâà (the Royal Society of London – ïðåñòèæíîå íàó÷íîå îáùåñòâî, îñíîâàííîå â 1660 ãîäó)]
   For a minute, perhaps, he sat looking out at the hill, and then his attention was attracted by the figure of a man, running over the hill towards him.
   “Another of those fools,” said Dr. Kemp. “Like that fool who ran into me this morning round a corner, with his ‘Invisible Man’s coming, sir!’ One might think [173 - One might think – Ìîæíî ïîäóìàòü] we were in the thirteenth century.”
   He got up, went to the window, and stared at the hillside and the figure running down it.
   “Fools!” said Dr. Kemp, walking back to his writing-table.
   Dr. Kemp continued writing in his study until he heard shots. Crack, crack, crack, they came one after the other.
   “Who’s shooting in Burdock?” said Dr. Kemp listening.
   He went to the window, and looked down. He saw a crowd by “The Cricketers”, and watched. After five minutes, Dr. Kemp returned to his writing – desk.
   About an hour after this the front door bell rang. He heard the servant answer the door, and waited for her, but she did not come. “What was that?” said Dr. Kemp.
   He went downstairs from his study, and saw the servant. “Was that a letter?” he asked.
   “There was nobody at the door, sir,” she answered.
   Soon he was hard at work again, and he worked till two o’clock. He wanted a drink, so he took a candle and went down to the dining-room for whisky.
   Dr. Kemp’s scientific investigations had made him a very observant man, and as he crossed the hall he noticed a dark spot on the floor. He put down the whisky, bent, and touched the spot. It felt like drying blood.
   He returned upstairs looking about him and thinking of the blood spot. Upstairs he saw something, and stopped astonished. There was blood on the door-handle of his room.
   He looked at his own hand. It was quite clean, and then he remembered that the door of his room had been open when he came from his study, and he had not touched the handle at all. He went straight into his room. There was blood on his bed, and the sheet had been torn. On the farther side the bedclothes were depressed as if someone had been sitting there.
   Then he heard a low voice say, “Lord! – Kemp!” But Dr. Kemp did not believe in voices.
   He stood staring at the blood on his sheets. Was that really a voice? He looked about again, but noticed nobody. Then he heard a movement across the room. He put down his whisky on the dressing-table. Suddenly, he saw a blood-stained bandage hanging in the air, near him. He stared at this in amazement. It was an empty bandage – a tied bandage, but quite empty.
   “Kemp!” said the Voice, quite close to him. “I am an Invisible Man.”
   Kemp was not very much frightened or very greatly surprised at the moment. He did not realise it was true. “I thought it was all a lie,” he said. “Have you a bandage on?”
   “Yes,” said the Invisible Man.
   “Oh!” said Kemp. “But this is nonsense. It’s some trick.” He wanted to touch the bandage, and his hand met invisible fingers. The hand gripped his arm. He struck at it.
   “Keep steady, [174 - Keep steady – Ñïîêîéíî] Kemp, for God’s sake! I want help badly. Stop! Kemp, keep steady!” cried the Voice.
   Kemp opened his mouth to shout, and the corner of the sheet was put between his teeth. The Invisible Man pushed him down on the bed.
   “Lie still, you fool!” said the Invisible Man in Kemp’s ear.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Dr. Kemp was an elderly scientist, a fellow of the Royal Society.
   2. Dr. Kemp had heard about the Invisible Man but didn’t believe it.
   3. When Dr. Kemp saw a blood spot, he thought his servant had left it.
   4. When the Invisible Man first spoke to Kemp, the scientist was very much frightened and surprised.
   5. The Invisible Man was rude to Kemp.


   Discussion

   1. When do you think the Invisible Man entered Dr. Kemp’s house?
   2. Why do you think the Invisible Man came into Dr. Kemp’s house?
   3. Do you think the Invisible Man was right in using violence against Kemp?



   Chapter XII
   Dr. Kemp’s Visitor


   Kemp struggled for another moment, and then lay still.
   “If you shout, I’ll smash your face,” said the Invisible Man. “I’m an Invisible Man. It is no trick and no magic. I am really an Invisible Man. And I want your help. Don’t you remember me, Kemp? Griffin, of University College. I have made myself invisible. I am just an ordinary man, a man you have known.”
   “Griffin?” said Kemp.
   “Griffin,” answered the Voice. “A younger student than you were, an albino, six feet high, with a pink and white face and red eyes, who won the medal for chemistry.”
   Kemp thought. “It’s horrible,” he said.
   “Yes, it’s horrible. But I’m wounded and in pain, and tired… Kemp, give me some food and drink.”
   Kemp stared at the bandage as it moved across the room, then saw a chair dragged along the floor to the bed. The seat was depressed.
   “Give me some whisky. I’m near dead.”
   “It didn’t feel so. Where are you? Whisky… Where shall I give it you?”
   Kemp felt the glass taken away from him. It hung in the air twenty inches above the chair. He stared at it in amazement.
   “This is – this must be – hypnotism. I demonstrated this morning,” began Kemp, “that invisibility is —”
   “Never mind [175 - Never mind – çä. Íå âàæíî] what you’ve demonstrated! I’m hungry,” said the Voice, “and the night is cold to a man without clothes.”
   “Hungry?” said Kemp.
   “Yes,” said the Invisible Man, drinking whisky. “Have you got a dressing-gown?”
   Kemp walked to a wardrobe, and took out a dressing-gown. It was taken from him. It hung for a moment in the air, stood, and sat down in his chair.
   “This is the insanest thing I’ve ever seen in my life!”
   Kemp went downstairs to look for food. He came back with some cold cutlets and bread, and put them on a small table before his guest. A cutlet hung in the air with a sound of chewing.
   “It was my good luck that I came to your house when I was looking for bandages. And it’s my bad luck that blood shows, isn’t it? Gets visible as it coagulates. I’ve changed only the living tissue, and only for as long as I’m alive… I’ve been in the house three hours.”
   “But how’s it done?” began Kemp, in a tone of exasperation. “The whole business – it’s insane from beginning to end.”
   “Quite sane,” said the Invisible Man; “perfectly sane.”
   “How did the shooting begin?” he asked.
   “There was a fool – a help of mine, curse him! – who has stolen my money. Moreover, he has stolen my diaries. We stopped at an inn in Port Stowe, a few miles from here. And he gave me the slip with my money and my diaries in the morning, before I got up.”
   “Is he invisible, too?”
   “No.”
   “You didn’t do any shooting?” Kemp asked.
   “Not me,” said his visitor. “Some fool I’d never seen.”
   After he had done eating, the Invisible Man demanded a cigar. It was strange to see him smoking: his mouth and throat, and nose became visible as smoke filled them.
   “I’m lucky to have met you, [176 - I’m lucky to have met you – ìíå ïîâåçëî, ÷òî ÿ âñòðåòèë òåáÿ] Kemp. You haven’t changed much. I must tell you. We will work together!”
   “But how was it all done?” said Kemp.
   “For God’s sake let me smoke, and then I will begin to tell you.”
   But the story was not told that night. The Invisible Man’s hand was growing painful; he was too tired. He spoke of Marvel, his voice grew angry.
   “He was afraid of me – I could see he was afraid of me,” said the Invisible Man many times. “He wanted to give me the slip from the very start! I was furious. I should have killed him [177 - I should have killed him – Ìíå ñëåäîâàëî óáèòü åãî] – I haven’t slept for three days, except a couple of hours or so. I must sleep now.”
   “Well, sleep in my room.”
   “But how can I sleep? How I want to sleep!”
   “Why not?”
   “Because I don’t want to be caught while I sleep,” he said slowly.
   Kemp stared at him.
   “What a fool I am!” said the Invisible Man. “I’ve put the idea into your head.”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Dr. Kemp had known the Invisible Man at college.
   2. Griffin had made himself invisible in an experiment, not by accident.
   3. Dr. Kemp investigated the problems of invisibility, too. He had also come close to discovering the method of making man invisible.
   4. Griffin had come to Dr. Kemp’s house for food and drink.
   5. Griffin told Dr. Kemp that his money and diaries had been stolen by a tramp.
   6. Griffin wasn’t going to tell Kemp about his discovery, he wanted to keep it secret.
   7. Griffin thought he should have killed the tramp.
   8. Griffin was afraid of Kemp and didn’t trust him.


   Discussion

   1. Do you believe that the tramp stole Griffin’s money and diaries? If not, what do you think happened at the inn in Port Stowe?
   2. Do you think Griffin was a cruel and suspicious man, always ready to use violence?
   3. Do you think Griffin believed everybody was his enemy?



   Chapter XIII
   The Invisible Man Sleeps


   “I’m sorry,” said the Invisible Man, “if I cannot tell you all what I have done to-night. I am tired. I have made a discovery. I wanted to keep it to myself. I can’t. I must have a partner. And you… We can do such things… But tomorrow.”
   Kemp stood staring at the headless dressing-gown. “It’s incredible,” he said. “But it’s real! Good-night,” said Kemp.
   Suddenly the dressing-gown walked quickly towards him. “No attempts to catch me! Or —” said the dressing-gown.
   Kemp’s face changed a little. “I thought you called me a partner,” he said.
   Kemp closed the door behind him, and the key was turned upon him. “Am I dreaming? Has the world gone mad, or have I?” Kemp said. “Locked out of my own bedroom!” He shook his head hopelessly, and went downstairs to his consulting-room, and began walking to and fro.
   “Invisible!” he said. “Is there such a thing as an invisible animal?… In the sea – yes. Thousands – millions! In the sea there are more things invisible than visible! I never thought of that before… And in the ponds too! All those little things in ponds – bits of colourless jelly!… But in air! No! It can’t be. But after all – why not?”
   He took the morning paper, and read the account of a “Strange Story from Iping”.
   “He wore a diguise!” said Kemp. “He was hiding! No one knew what had happened to him.”
   He took the St. James’s Gazette, opened it, and read: “A Village in Sussex [178 - Sussex – Ñóññåêñ (ãðàôñòâî íà þãî-âîñòîêå Àíãëèè)] Goes Mad”.
   “Lord!” said Kemp, reading an account of the events in Iping. “Ran through the streets striking right and left. Mr. Jaffers and Mr. Huxter in great pain – still unable to describe what they saw. Vicar in terror. Windows smashed.”
   He dropped the paper and stared in front of him, then re-read the article.
   “He’s not only invisible,” he said, “but he’s mad!”
   He was too excited to sleep that night. In the morning he gave the servant instructions to lay breakfast for two in the study. The morning’s paper came with an account of remarkable events in Burdock. Kemp now knew what had happened at the “Jolly Cricketers”. It seems like rage growing to mania! What can he do! And he’s upstairs free as the air. “What ought I to do?” he said.
   He wrote a note, and addressed it to “Colonel Adye, Burdock.”
   The Invisible Man woke up as Kemp was doing this. He awoke in a bad temper, and Kemp heard a chair knocked over and a glass smashed. Kemp hurried upstairs.
   “What’s the matter?” asked Kemp, when the Invisible Man opened the door.
   “Nothing,” was the answer.
   “But the smash?”
   “Fit of temper,” said the Invisible Man.
   “You often have them.”
   “I do.”
   “All the facts are out about you,” said Kemp. “All that happened in Iping and down the hill. The world knows of the invisible man. But no one knows you are here.”
   The Invisible Man swore.
   “The secret’s out. I don’t know what your plans are, but, of course, I’ll help you. There’s breakfast in the study,” said Kemp, speaking as easily as possible.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Griffin worked at his discovery alone. He had kept it a secret from everybody.
   2. Kemp felt hurt when Griffin locked himself in Kemp’s room.
   3. Kemp thought that it was possible to make an animal invisible.
   4. Dr. Kemp was astonished by newspaper accounts of what Griffin had done in Iping. He thought Griffin was a dangerous criminal.
   5. Dr. Kemp didn’t inform anybody that Griffin was in his house.
   6. Dr. Kemp was ready to help Griffin.


   Discussion

   1. What do you think of Griffin’s behaviour in the chapter? How does it characterize him? What did Kemp think of him?
   2. What do you think Dr. Kemp decided to do? Do you think he was right? Why (not)?



   Chapter XIV
   Certain First Principles


   “Before we can do anything else,” said Kemp at breakfast, “I must understand a little more about this invisibility of yours.” He had sat down, after one nervous look out of the window.
   “It’s simple,” said Griffin.
   “No doubt to you, but —” Kemp laughed.
   “Well, to me it seemed wonderful at first. You know I dropped medicine and took up physics? Well, I did. Light interested me. I had hardly worked for six months before I found a general principle of pigments and refraction – a formula. It was an idea how to lower the refractive index of a substance, solid or liquid, to that of air, and so to make it invisible.”
   “That’s odd!” said Kemp. “But still I don’t quite see…”
   “You know quite well that either a body absorbs light or it reflects or refracts it,” said Griffin. “If it neither reflects or refracts nor absorbs light, it cannot be visible. You see a red box, for example, because the colour absorbs some of the light and reflects the rest, all the red part of the light to you. If it did not absorb any part of the light, but reflected it all, then it would be a shining white box. A diamond box would neither absorb much of the light nor reflect much from the surface, but just here and there the light would be reflected and refracted, so that you would see some brilliant reflections. A glass box would not be so brilliant, not so clearly visible as a diamond box, because there would be less refraction and reflection. See that? From certain points you would see quite clearly through it. Some kinds of glass would be more visible than others. A box of very thin glass would be hard to see in a bad light, because it would absorb hardly any light and refract and reflect very little. And if you put a sheet of glass in water, it would almost vanish, because light passing from water to glass is only a little refracted or reflected. It is almost as invisible as any gas in air.”
   “Yes,” said Kemp, “Any schoolboy nowadays knows all that.”
   “And here is another fact any schoolboy will know. If a sheet of glass is smashed and beaten into a powder, it becomes much more visible while it is in the air. This is because light is refracted and reflected from many surfaces of the powdered glass. In the sheet of glass there are only two surfaces, in the powder the light is reflected or refracted by each piece it passes through. But if the powdered glass is put into water it vanishes. The powdered glass and water have much the same refraction index, that is, the light is very little refracted or reflected in passing from one to the other.
   “The powdered glass might vanish in air, if its refraction index could be the same as that of air. Then there would be no refraction or reflection as the light passed from glass to air.”
   “Yes, yes,” said Kemp. “But a man’s not powdered glass!”
   “No,” said Griffin. “He’s more transparent!”
   “Nonsense!”
   “Have you already forgotten your physics in ten years? Just think of all the things that are transparent and seem not to be so! Paper, for example, is made of transparent fibres, and it is white and visible for the same reason that a powder of glass is white and visible. If you oil white paper, so that there is no longer refraction or reflection except at the surfaces, it becomes as transparent as glass. And not only paper, but bone, Kemp, flesh, hair, and nerves; in fact, the whole man, except the red of his blood and the dark pigment of hair, are all made of transparent, colourless tissue. Most fibres of a living tissue are no more visible than water.”
   “Of course!” cried Kemp. “I was thinking only last night of the sea jelly-fish!”
   “Yes! And I knew all that a year after I left London – six years ago. But I kept it to myself. Oliver, my professor, was a thief of ideas! And you know the system of the scientific world. I went on working, I did not publish anything, I got nearer and nearer making my formula into an experiment – a reality. I told no one, because I wanted to become famous. I took up the question of pigments, and suddenly – by accident – I made a discovery in physiology.”
   “Yes?”
   “You know the red substance of blood – it can be made white – colourless!”
   Kemp gave a cry of amazement.
   “I remember that night. It was late at night. It came suddenly into my mind. I was alone, the laboratory was still… ‘An animal – a tissue – could be made transparent! It could be made invisible! All except the pigments. I could be invisible,’ I suddenly realized what it meant to be an albino with such knowledge. ‘I could be invisible,’ I said.
   “I thought of what invisibility might mean to a man. The power, the freedom. I didn’t see any drawbacks.
   “And I worked three years, with the professor always watching me. And after three years of secrecy and trouble, I found that to finish it was impossible.”
   “Why?” asked Kemp.
   “Money,” said the Invisible Man. “I robbed the old man – robbed my father.The money was not his, and he shot himself.”
   For a moment Kemp sat in silence, then struck by a thought, he rose, took the Invisible Man’s arm, and turned him away from the window.
   “You are tired,” he said, “and while I sit you walk about. Have my chair.”
   He stood between Griffin and the window.
   “It was last December,” Griffin said. “I took a room in London, in a big house near Great Portland Street. I had bought apparatus with my father’s money, and the work was going on successfully.
   “Suddenly I learned of my father’s death. I went to bury him. My mind was still on this research, and I did not lift a finger to save his reputation. I remember the funeral, the cheap ceremony, and the old college friend of his. I did not feel a bit sorry for my father. He seemed to me foolishly sentimental. His funeral was really not my business. It was all like a dream.
   As I came home, in my room there were the things I knew and loved, my apparatus, my experiments.”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Griffin told Kemp how he had made his discovery.
   2. Griffin was not so much interested in medicine as in physics.
   3. Professor Oliver had helped Griffin a lot.
   4. Griffin found a method to make tissue transparent, except pigments.
   5. Griffin thought that invisibility could help a lot of people make their lives better.
   6. Griffin needed money for his investigation, and his father gave it to him.
   7. Griffin didn’t feel sorry for his father, he thought him a sentimental fool.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think Kemp looked nervously out of the window?
   2. Why do you think Griffin kept the results of his work secret from his professor?
   3. Why was it important for his work that he was an albino?
   4. What does Griffin’s reaction to his father’s death tell us about him?



   Chapter XV
   The Experiment


   “I will tell you, Kemp, later about all the processes. We need not go into that now. They are written in cipher in those books that tramp has hidden. We must find him. We must get those books again. I was to put a thing whose refractive index was to be lowered, between two centres of vibration. My first experiment was with a bit of white wool. It was the strangest thing in the world to see it become transparent and vanish.
   “And then I heard a miaow, and saw a white cat outside the window. A thought came into my head. ’Everything is ready for you,’ I said, and went to the window, and called her. She came in. The poor animal was hungry – and I gave her some milk.”
   “And you processed her?”
   “Yes. I gave her some drugs. And the process failed.”
   “Failed?”
   “The pigment at the back of the eye didn’t go. I put her on the apparatus. And after all the rest had vanished, two little ghosts of her eyes remained. She miaowed loudly, and someone came knocking. It was an old woman from downstairs, who suspected me of vivisecting. I applied some chloroform, and answered the door. ‘Did I hear a cat?’ she asked. ‘Not here,’ said I, very politely. She looked past me into the room. She was satisfied at last, and went away.”
   “How long did it take?” asked Kemp.
   “Three or four hours – the cat. The bones and nerves and the fat were the last to go, and the back of the eye didn’t go at all.
   “About two the cat woke up and began miaowing. I remember the shock I had – there were just her eyes shining green – and nothing round them. She just sat and miaowed at the door. I opened the window and let her out. I never saw nor heard any more of her.
   “I thought of the fantastic advantages an invisible man would have in the world.
   “But I was tired and soon went to sleep. When I woke up, someone was knocking at the door. It was my landlord. The old woman had said I vivisected her cat. The laws of this country, he said, were against vivisection. And the vibration of my apparatus could be felt all over the house, he said. That was true. He walked round me in the room, looking around him. I tried to keep between him and the apparatus, and that made him more curious. What was I doing? Was it legal? Was it dangerous? Suddenly I had a fit of temper. I told him to get out. He began to protest. I had him by the collar, threw him out, and locked the door.
   “This brought matters to a crisis. I did not know what he would do, I could not move to any other rooms, I had only twenty pounds left. Vanish!
   “I hurried out with my three books of notes, my cheque book – the tramp has them now – and sent them from the nearest Post Office to myself to another Post Office in Great Portland Street.
   “It was all done that evening and night. While I was still sitting under the affect of the drugs that decolourise blood, there came a knocking at the door. I rose, and opened the door. It was the landlord. He saw something odd about my hands, and looked in my face.
   “For a moment he stared. Then he gave a cry, and ran to the stairs. I went to the looking—glass. Then I understood his terror… My face was white – like white stone.
   “But it was horrible. I was in pain. I understood now why the cat had miaowed until I chloroformed it. At last the pain was over. I shall never forget the strange horror of seeing my body becoming transparent, the bones and arteries vanishing.
   “I was weak and very hungry. I went and stared in my looking-glass – at nothing, but some pigment of my eyes. I dragged myself back to the apparatus, and finished the process.
   “I slept till midday, when I heard knocking. I felt strong again. I listened and heard a whispering. I got up, and as noiselessly as possible began to destroy the apparatus. There was knocking again and voices called, first my landlord’s and then two others. Someone tried to break the lock. But the bolts stopped him.
   “I stepped out of the window on to the window-sill, and sat down, invisible, but trembling with anger, to watch what would happen. They broke the door and rushed in. It was the landlord and his two sons. Behind them was the old woman from downstairs.
   “You may imagine their astonishment at finding the room empty. One of the young men rushed to the window at once, and looked out. His face was a foot from my face. He stared right through me. The old man went and looked under the bed. I sat outside the window and watched them.
   “It occurred to me that if a well-educated person saw my unusual radiators, they would tell him too much. I got into the room, and smashed both apparatus. How scared they were!… Then I slipped out of the room and went downstairs.
   “I waited until they came down. As soon as they had gone to their rooms, I slipped up with a box of matches, and fired my furniture —”
   “You fired the house?” said Kemp.
   “Yes, I fired the house! I was only just beginning to realise the extraordinary advantage my invisibility gave me.”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. The idea of making an animal transparent occurred to Griffin suddenly. He hadn’t planned it before.
   2. The experiment with the cat was successful.
   3. Griffin let the cat out and didn’t think about it again.
   4. Griffin decided to make himself invisible because he was in trouble. He hoped to solve his problems in this way.
   5. The process of turning invisible was very painful.
   6. Griffin left the house quietly before the landlord returned.


   Discussion

   1. Why did the cat miaow during the process?
   2. What do you think of vivisection? Is it allowed in this country?
   3. Do you think the landlord had the right to know what Griffin did?
   4. Why did the landlord return the next day? What was the purpose of his visit?
   5. Why did Griffin fire the house? What do you think of it?



   Chapter XVI
   New Life Begins


   “As I got on Great Portland Street, I was hit violently behind, and turning, saw a boy carrying a box of bottles. His astonishment was so funny that I laughed aloud. I took the box out of his hands, and threw it up into the air.
   “A few people crowded around us. I realised what I had done. In a moment the crowd would be all around me, and I should be discovered. I pushed by a boy, ran across the road, and soon reached Oxford Street.
   “In a moment someone stepped on my foot. I felt very cold. It was a bright day in January, and I was naked, and the mud on the road was freezing. I had not thought that, transparent or not, I should be cold.
   “Then an idea came into my head. I jumped into an empty cab. And so, cold and scared, I drove along Oxford Street. I was not feeling as happy and powerful as I had when leaving my house a few minutes before. This invisibility, indeed! My one thought was how to get out of trouble.
   “A woman stopped my cab, and I jumped out just in time to escape her. I was now very cold, and felt so unhappy that I cried as I ran.
   “A little white dog ran up to me, nose down. I had never realised it before, how dangerous a dog could be for me. He began barking, showing that he felt me. I ran on and on until I saw a big crowd.
   “I ran up the steps of a house, and stood there until the crowd had passed. Happily the dog stopped, too, then ran away.
   “Two boys stopped at the steps near me. ’Do you see bare footmarks?’ said one.
   “I looked down and saw the boys staring at the muddy footmarks I had left on the steps. ‘A barefoot man has gone up the steps,’ said one. ‘And he hasn’t come down.’
   “‘Look there, Ted,’ said one of the young detectives, and pointed at my feet. I looked down and saw a silhouette of my muddy feet.
   “‘Why, it’s just like the ghost of a foot, isn’t it?’ He stretched out his hand. A man stopped to see what he was catching, and then a girl. In another moment he would have touched me. [179 - In another moment he would have touched me. – Â ñëåäóþùåå ìãíîâåíèå îí áû êîñíóëñÿ ìåíÿ.] Then I made a step, and jumped over onto the steps of the next house. But the smaller boy saw the movement.
   “‘What’s the matter?’ asked someone.
   “‘Feet! Look!’
   “In another moment I was running, with six or seven astonished people following my footmarks. I ran round corners and across roads, and then as my feet grew hot I cleaned them with my hands. I did not leave footmarks any more.
   “This running warmed me, but I had cut my foot, and there was blood on it. It began snowing. And every dog was a terror to me.”
 //-- * * * --// 
   “So last January I began this new life. I had no home, no clothes, no one in the whole world whom I could ask for help. I had to get out of the snow, to get myself clothes, then I could make plans. I could see before me – the cold, the snowstorm and night.
   “And then I had a good idea. I went to a big department store, where you can find everything: meat, furniture, clothes.
   “I did not feel safe there, however, people were going to and fro, and I walked about until I came upon a big furniture section. I found a resting-place, and I decided to remain in hiding until closing time. Then I should be able, I thought, to find food and clothes and disguise, perhaps sleep on a bed. My plan was to get clothes, money, and then my books at the Post Office, to stay somewhere, and realise the advantages of my invisibility (as I still imagined).
   “Closing time arrived quickly. My first visit was to the clothes section, where I found what I wanted – trousers, socks, a jacket, a coat, and a hat. I began to feel man again, and my next thought was food.
   “Upstairs was a restaurant, and there I got cold meat and coffee. I also saw a lot of chocolate, and some wine. Then I went to sleep on a bed, very warm and comfortable.
   “As I woke up, I sat up, and for a time I could not understand where I was. Then I saw two men approaching. I got up, looking about me for some way of escape, and the sound of my movement made them look at me. ‘Who’s that?’ cried one, and ’Stop there!’ shouted the other. I ran round a corner and into a boy of fifteen. He shouted and I knocked him down, rushed past him, turned another corner. In another moment feet ran past and I heard voices shouting, ‘All to the doors!’ and giving one another advice how to catch me. But it did not occur to me at the moment to take off my clothes, as I wanted to get away in them. ‘Here he is!’
   “I gripped a chair, and threw it at the man who had shouted, and rushed up the stairs. He came upstairs after me. Upstairs were a lot of those bright pots. I took one of them, and smashed it on his silly head. I rushed madly to the restaurant, and there was a man in white like a cook. I found myself among lamps. I hid among them and waited for my cook, and as he appeared, I smashed his head with a lamp. Down he went, and I began taking off my clothes as fast as I could.
   “This way, Policeman,’ I heard someone shouting. I ran and found myself in my furniture section again, and hid there. The policeman and three other men came there. They saw my clothes. ‘He must be somewhere here,’ said one of the men.
   “But they did not find me. I stood watching them and cursing my bad luck in losing the clothes. About eleven o’clock, when the snow had stopped and it was a little warmer, I went out without any plans in my mind.”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Though Griffin was invisible, people noticed him in the streets of London.
   2. Not only people but also dogs noticed the Invisible Man.
   3. Griffin felt happy and powerful now that he was invisible.
   4. In his new life Griffin had only one college friend who could give him home, clothes, food, and professional help.
   5. Griffin planned to rob a department store of food and clothes and then to become powerful and famous.
   6. Griffin behaved like a real criminal in the department store.
   7. Griffin had to leave the department store naked because he was visible in clothes and he could be caught.


   Discussion

   1. What do you think of the joke Griffin played with the boy carrying a box of bottles?
   2. What do you think the people could do to Griffin if they caught him in London streets? Why was Griffin afraid to be caught?
   3. What do you think happened to those people whom Griffin attacked in the department store?



   Chapter XVII
   In Drury Lane


   “I had no home – no clothes, – to get dressed was to lose all my advantage,” said the Invisible Man, “I could not eat, because unassimilated food made me grotesquely visible again.”
   “I never thought of that,” said Kemp.
   “Neither had I. And the snow was another danger. I could not go out in snow – it would fall on me and show me. Rain, too, would make me visible. Moreover, I gathered dirt on my body. It could not be very long before I became visible because of it. My most urgent problem was to get clothes. I remembered that some theatrical costumiers had shops in that district.
   “At last I reached a little shop in Drury Lane. [180 - Drury Lane – óëèöà â öåíòðå Ëîíäîíà] I looked through the window, and, as there was no one inside, entered. I walked into a corner behind a looking-glass. For a minute or so no one came, then a man appeared.
   “My plan was to get there a wig, mask, glasses, and costume. And, of course, I could rob the house of money.
   “The man looked about, but he saw the shop empty. ‘Damn the boys!’ he said. He went to look up and down the street. He came in again in a minute, and went back to the house door.
   “I followed him, and at the noise of my movement he stopped. I did so too, surprised by his quickness of ear. He slammed the house door in my face.
   “Suddenly I heard his quick steps returning, and the door opened. He stood looking about the shop like a man who was not satisfied. Then he examined all the shop. He had left the house door open, and I slipped into a small room.
   “Three doors opened into the room, one going upstairs and one down, but they were all shut. I could not get out of the room while he was there, and I could not move because of his quickness of ear. Luckily, he soon came in and went downstairs to a very dirty kitchen. I followed him. He began to wash up, and I returned upstairs and sat in his chair by the fire.
   “I waited there for very long, and at last he came up and opened the upstairs door. I went after him.
   “On the staircase he stopped suddenly, so that I nearly ran into him. He stood looking back right into my face, and his eye went up and down the staircase. Then he went on up again.
   “His hand was on the handle of a door and then he heard the sound of my movements about him. The man had very good hearing. ‘If there’s any one in this house —’ he cried, and rushed past me downstairs. But I did not follow him; I sat on the staircase until his return.
   “Soon he came up again, opened the door of the room, and, before I could enter, slammed it in my face.
   “I decided to examine the house as noiselessly as possible. The house was very old with a lot of rats. In one room I found a lot of old clothes. While I was sorting them out, I heard his steps, and saw him near me holding a revolver in his hand. I stood still while he stared about suspiciously.
   “He shut the door, and I heard the key turn in the lock. I was locked in. I decided to examine the clothes before I did anything else, and this brought him back. This time he touched me, jumped back with amazement, and stood astonished in the middle of the room, revolver in hand.
   “‘Rats,’ he said. By this time I knew he was alone in the house, and so I knocked him on the head.”
   “Knocked him on the head?” exclaimed Kemp.
   “Yes, as he was going downstairs. Hit him from behind with a chair. He went downstairs like a bag.”
   “But —”
   “Kemp, I had to get out of that house in a disguise, without his seeing me. [181 - without his seeing me – òàê, ÷òîáû îí íå óâèäåë ìåíÿ] I couldn’t think of any other way of doing it.”
   “But still,” said Kemp, “the man was in his own house, and you were robbing.”
   “Robbing! Damn it! Can’t you see my position? I was in trouble! And he made me mad too – hunting me about the house, with his revolver, locking and unlocking doors. What was I to do?”
   “What did you do next?” said Kemp.
   “I was hungry. Downstairs I found some bread and cheese, and ate them. Then I went to the room with the old clothes.
   “I chose a false nose, dark glasses, whiskers, a wig, a coat and trousers. In a desk in the shop were three sovereigns and about thirty shillings. After I put everything on, I looked at myself in the looking-glass in the shop. I looked odd, but I could go out.
   “I marched out into the street, leaving the man lying on the stairs.”
   “And you troubled no more about him?” said Kemp.
   “No,” said the Invisible Man. “And I haven’t heard what became of him.”
   “What happened when you went out?”
   “Oh! Disappointment again. I thought my troubles were over. I thought I could do what I chose, everything. So I thought. Nothing could happen to me, I could take off my clothes and vanish. Nobody could hold me. I could take my money where I found it. I went to a restaurant and was already ordering a lunch, when it occurred to me that I could not eat in public. I finished ordering the lunch, told the man I should be back in ten minutes, and went out exasperated.”
   “Then I went to a hotel and asked for a room, where at last I ate my lunch.
   “The more I thought it over, Kemp, the more I realised how helpless an Invisible Man was, – in a cold and dirty climate and a crowded, civilised city. Before I made this mad experiment I had thought of a thousand advantages. That afternoon it seemed all disappointment. What was I to do? I had become a bandaged caricature of a man.”
   He looked at the window.
   “But how did you get to Iping?” said Kemp, who wanted to keep his guest away from the window.
   “I went there to work. I hoped to find a way of getting back after I did all I planned while I was invisible. And that is what I want to talk to you about now.”
   “You went straight to Iping?”
   “Yes, I took my three diaries and my cheque– book, my luggage and chemicals. I will show you the calculations as soon as I get my books. Did I kill that constable?”
   “No,” said Kemp. “He’s recovering.”
   “I lost my temper! Why couldn’t the fools leave me alone? And that man from the shop?”
   “He’s recovering, too,” said Kemp.
   “Lord, Kemp!… I worked for years, and then some idiots stand in my way! If I have much more of it, I shall go mad, – I shall start killing them.”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Besides unassimilated food, rain, snow, and dirt made Griffin visible.
   2. Griffin had an idea that he could get everything necessary in a theatrical costumier shop.
   3. The shopkeeper was not very much alarmed by the noise of Griffin’s movements as he thought it was made by rats.
   4. Griffin had to kill the shopkeeper to rob the house and escape from it safely.
   5. Kemp was shocked by Griffin’s behaviour in the shop in Drury Lane.
   6. After Griffin left the shop he had everything necessary and he was full of hopes.
   7. Griffin went to Iping to find a way to become visible again.
   8. Griffin was ready to kill anybody who stood in his way.


   Discussion

   1. Do you think the only way for Griffin to get clothes and other necessary things was by crime?
   2. Do you think Griffin planned to attack the shopkeeper from the very beginning?
   3. Why do you think Griffin didn’t worry about the shopkeeper after he left the shop?
   4. What do you think Kemp felt when he heard Griffin’s story?
   5. Why do you think Kemp didn’t criticize what Griffin had done? Did he think it was normal?



   Chapter XVIII
   The Plan That Failed


   “But now,” said Kemp, looking out of the window, “what are we to do?”
   He stood near his guest to prevent him from seeing three men who were walking up the hill road.
   “What were you planning to do, when you came to Burdock?”
   “I was going to get out of the country. I wanted to go to the south where the weather is hot and invisibility possible, to France first, then I could go to Spain, or to Algiers. There a man might be invisible, and yet live. I was using that tramp as a luggage carrier, and then he got an idea to rob me! He has hidden my books, Kemp. Hidden my books! If I find him!…”
   “But where is he? Do you know?”
   “He’s in the town police station. He asked to lock himself up. “Curse him!” said the Invisible Man. “We must get those books!”
   “Certainly,” said Kemp, wondering if he heard steps outside. Kemp tried to think of something to keep the talk going.
   “When I got into your house, Kemp,” said the Invisible Man, “I changed all my plans. You are a man that can understand. You have told no one I am here?” he asked suddenly.
   “No,” Kemp said.
   “I made a mistake, Kemp, starting this thing alone. It is wonderful how little a man can do alone!
   “What I want, Kemp, is a helper, and a hiding-place. I must have a partner. With a partner, with food and rest, a thousand things are possible. Invisibility is useful in getting away, in approaching. It’s very useful in killing. I can come up to a man, and strike as I like, and escape.”
   Kemp heard a movement downstairs.
   “And we must kill, Kemp.”
   “I’m listening to your plan, Griffin,” said Kemp, “but I do not agree. Why kill?”
   “The Invisible Man will establish a Reign of Terror. Yes; a Reign of Terror. He must take some town, like your Burdock, and terrify and dominate it. He will kill all who is against him.”
   Kemp was no longer listening to Griffin, but to the sound of his front door opening and closing.
   “Your partner would be in a difficult position,” he said
   “No one would know he was my partner,” said the Invisible Man. And then suddenly, “Hush! What’s that downstairs?”
   “Nothing,” said Kemp, and suddenly began to speak loud and fast. “I don’t agree to this, Griffin,” he said. “Understand me, I don’t agree to this. How can you hope to be happy? Publish your results. Think what you can do with a million helpers.”
   The Invisible Man interrupted. “There are steps coming upstairs. Let me see,” said the Invisible Man, and went to the door.
   “Traitor!” cried the Invisible Man, the dressing-gown opened, and fell to the floor. Kemp ran to the door and opened it. There was a sound of feet downstairs and voices. Kemp pushed the Invisible Man back, and slammed the door. The key was outside and ready. As Kemp slammed the door it fell on the floor. Kemp’s face became white. He tried to keep the door closed. Then the door opened a little. But he closed it again. Then it opened, and his throat was gripped by invisible fingers, and he was pushed down.
   Walking upstairs was Colonel Adye, the chief of the Burdock police. Suddenly he was struck violently. By nothing! Something gripped his throat, pushed him, and he fell. A moment later he heard the two police officers in the hall shout and run, and the front door slammed violently. He sat up on the floor.
   “My God!” cried Kemp, “He’s gone!”


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Kemp had informed the police about Griffin and now he expected policemen. But he didn’t want Griffin to know about it.
   2. Griffin had come to Burdock to continue his investigation of invisibility.
   3. Mr. Marvel was locked up in the “Jolly Cricketers”, and Griffin couldn’t get at him.
   4. Griffin needed Kemp to help him in the investigation.
   5. Griffin planned to use invisibility to kill people to establish his reign.
   6. Kemp told Griffin he didn’t agree to his plans.
   7. Kemp couldn’t keep his guest in his bedroom as Griffin was stronger than him.
   8. The policemen arrested Griffin in Kemp’s house.


   Discussion

   1. How do you understand the heading of the chapter? Whose plan failed?
   2. Why did Kemp say that Griffin’s partner would be in a difficult position?
   3. Did Kemp believe that Griffin would listen to him when he advised him to publish his results? Why did Kemp say it?
   4. Do you agree to Griffin’s words that a man can do very little alone? Is it so now or has the situation changed?
   5. Why didn’t the policemen arrest Griffin?



   Chapter XIX
   The Hunting of the Invisible Man


   It took Kemp some time to make Adye understand what had just happened.
   “He is mad,” said Kemp. “He thinks of nothing but his own power. He has wounded men. He will kill them if we don’t prevent him. Nothing can stop him. He is furious!”
   “He must be caught,” said Adye. “That is certain.”
   “But how?” cried Kemp, and suddenly became full of ideas. “You must begin at once; he mustn’t leave this district. He dreams of a reign of terror! You must watch trains and roads and ships. The only thing that may keep him here is the thought of getting his diaries from the tramp. He is in your police station – Marvel.”
   “I know,” said Adye, “Those books – yes. But the tramp…”
   “Says he doesn’t have them. But he thinks the tramp has. And you must prevent him from eating or sleeping. Food must be locked up, all food. All the houses must be locked. The nights are cold, and it rains.”
   “What else can we do?” said Adye. “I must begin organising at once. Kemp, what else?”
   “Dogs,” said Kemp. “Get dogs. They don’t see him, but they feel him.”
   “Good,” said Adye. “What else?”
   “His food shows,” said Kemp. “After eating, his food shows until it is assimilated. He has to hide after eating.”
   “I’ll do that,” said Adye.
   * * *
   The Invisible Man rushed out of Kemp’s house in rage. A little child playing near Kemp’s house was thrown away, so that his leg was broken.
   He was exasperated when he saw that Kemp had betrayed him. The people began to organise themselves. Every train travelled with locked doors. Men with guns in groups of three and four with dogs watched roads and fields. Policemen visited every cottage in the country and told people to lock up their houses and keep indoors.
   At half past two, horrible news went through the country. It was the story of the murder of Mr. Wicksteed. He was a man of forty-five, very quiet. It seemed the Invisible Man stopped the man going home to lunch, attacked him, beat him, and smashed his head to jelly. Perhaps, he did it in one of his fits of temper.
   He found houses locked, he walked about railway stations and inns, and no doubt he read the leaflets of the police, and realised he was being hunted. In the fields were groups of men with dogs. And he himself had given the information used against him! He was exasperated, furious!


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Kemp thought Griffin could start killing people at any moment. And his fears came true on that day.
   2. It was Colonel Adye who had ideas of what should be done to catch Griffin.
   3. The police hunted Griffin but the local people didn’t take part in it. They were not interested in catching the Invisible Man.
   4. Griffin knew the police were after him and the fact that he had given information used against him exasperated him.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think it was Kemp, not Colonel Adye, who offered ideas what should be done to catch Griffin?
   2. Do you think the hunting of the Invisible Man was organised well?
   3. Why do you think ordinary people were active in looking for the Invisible Man?



   Chapter XX
   The Invisible Man Against Kemp


   Kemp read a note, written in pencil.
   “You are against me. For a whole day you have hunted me. But I have had food and slept in spite of you, and the game is only beginning. This will be the first day of the Terror. On the first day I shall kill one man – a man named Kemp. The unseen Death is coming.”
   Kemp read this letter twice. “It’s no joke,” he said. He told his servant to lock the doors and shutters. From a drawer in his bedroom he took a revolver, and put it into his pocket. He wrote a note to Colonel Adye, and sent it to him with his servant.
   He stood at the window looking at the hillside.
   “He may be watching me now.”
   Something hit the wall near the window, and he stepped back.
   He heard the front door bell ringing. He unbolted and unlocked the door, and looked out. It was Adye. “Your servant has been attacked, Kemp,” he said. “He has taken your note from her. He’s near here. Let me in.”
   “Planned a trap – like a fool and sent you a note with my servant. To him. Look here!” said Kemp, and showed him Griffin’s letter. Adye read it. “And you —?” said Adye.
   They heard glass smashed upstairs. “It’s a window upstairs!” said Kemp, and led the way up. When they reached the study they found two of the three windows smashed, and one big stone on the writing-table. Kemp swore as the third window was smashed with a stone.
   “I’ll go down to the police station and get the dogs,” said Adye. “Have you got a revolver?”
   Kemp hesitated.
   “I’ll bring it back,” said Adye. “You’ll be safe here.”
   Kemp gave him the revolver.
   Kemp unbolted the door as noiselessly as possible. His face was a little paler than usual.
   In another moment Adye was out and the bolts were drawn again. He saw grass moving. Something was near him.
   “Stop,” said a Voice, and Adye stopped, his hand on the revolver. “Where are you going?”
   “Where I go,” Adye said slowly, “is my own business.” Suddenly an arm came round his neck, and in a moment he lay on the ground, his hand pulling the revolver out of the pocket. In another moment he was struck, and the revolver was taken from him.
   “Don’t try any games. I can see you, but you can’t see me, ” said the Voice. “Go back to the house.”
   Adye walked towards the house. Kemp watched him through the window. He saw a revolver following Adye. Then things happened very quickly. Adye rushed back, gripped the revolver, threw up his hands, fell on his face, and lay still.
   Kemp stood looking out of the window. He saw his servant and two policemen coming along the road. Everything was still. He wondered what Griffin was doing.
   Suddenly he heard heavy blows, and the broken shutters fell inside. The shutters had been cut with an axe, and now the axe was working at another window.
   Kemp stood in the passage thinking. In a moment the Invisible Man would be in the kitchen. This door would not keep him a moment, and then —
   A ringing came at the front door. These were the policemen. He ran into the hall, let them in.
   “The Invisible Man!” said Kemp, “He has a revolver with two shots left. He’s killed Adye. Shot him. He has found an axe —”
   Suddenly the house was full of heavy blows on the kitchen door. They heard the kitchen door give. [182 - They heard the kitchen door give – Îíè óñëûøàëè, êàê êóõîííàÿ äâåðü ïîääàëàñü.]
   “This way,” cried Kemp, and ran to the dining-room. He took a poker from the fireplace and gave it to one policeman. Suddenly they saw an axe, and the policeman caught the axe on his poker. The revolver fell on the floor.
   The axe moved to the passage. “Stand away, you two,” the Invisible Man said. “I want that man Kemp.”
   The first policeman made a step into the passage and fell hit by an axe. But the second policeman, who had taken another poker, hit the Invisible Man. There was a cry of pain, and then the axe fell to the ground. He heard the dining-room window open, and the sound of running feet. The first policeman sat up, with the blood running down his face. “Where is he?” asked the man on the floor.
   “Don’t know. I’ve hit him. Dr. Kemp – sir!”
   “Dr. Kemp,” cried both policemen. They looked into the dining-room.
   Neither the servant nor Kemp was there.
 //-- * * * --// 
   Kemp ran down the hill road. The road was very long, and the town was very far away. All the houses were locked, no doubt by his own orders.
   He decided to go for the police station. He stopped a little, and then he heard the steps of the Invisible Man behind him.
   “The Invisible Man!” he cried. He saw people running to him, some with sticks and knives. Kemp suddenly realised that the situation had changed. He stopped and looked round.
   He was hit hard on the head, but he kept his feet, [183 - he kept his feet – îí óäåðæàëñÿ íà íîãàõ] and he struck back. Then he was hit in the face, and fell on the ground. In another moment unseen hands gripped his throat. He heard men crying near him, and the grip at his throat suddenly relaxed, as men were hitting his unseen enemy from all sides. Some men were kicking violently at something on the ground.
   “Get back, you fools!” cried Kemp. “He’s hurt. Stand back.”
   Kemp felt about, his hand seemed to pass through empty air. “I can’t feel his heart,” he said.
   An old woman screamed “Look there!” And looking where she pointed, everyone saw a vague and transparent, as though made of glass, hand.
   “Here are his feet showing!” cried someone.
   And so, slowly, beginning at his hands and feet, the body became visible. Soon there lay, naked and broken body of a young man about thirty. His hair and face were white with the whiteness of an albino. His eyes were wide open, and they could see anger in his face.
   “Cover his face!” cried a man. “For God’s sake cover that face!”
   Someone brought a sheet from the “Jolly Cricketers,” covered him, and they carried him into that house. And there, broken and wounded, Griffin, the first of all men to make himself invisible, the most talented physicist in the world, ended his strange and terrible career.


   Comprehension

   Are the following statements true or false? Correct the false ones.
   1. Griffin sent Kemp a note in which he wrote he would kill him.
   2. Griffin waited for Kemp near his house quietly.
   3. Kemp gave his revolver to Colonel Adye, but Griffin attacked him and took the revolver from him.
   4. Colonel Adye attacked Griffin and was shot dead.
   5. After Griffin killed Colonel Adye he waited quietly for Kemp to go out and come up to the dead man.
   6. Kemp waited for more policemen to come, but no one came.
   7. Kemp made an attempt to escape, he ran down to the town.
   8. When Kemp and Griffin reached the town, some people attacked the Invisible Man and beat him to death.
   9. Griffin became visible a few hours after his death.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think Griffin wanted to kill Kemp?
   2. How do you think Griffin saw his future? Did he hope to win?
   3. Do you think Colonel Adye was a brave man? What about other policemen?
   4. Why were the men of the town so cruel to the Invisible Man? Were you sorry for him?



   The Epilogue


   So ends the story of the strange experiment of the Invisible Man. And if you want to learn more of him you must go to the inn “The Invisible Man” near Port Stowe and talk to the landlord. Drink generously, and he will tell you generously of all the things that happened to him after that time.
   If you ask him if there were any three books in the story, he will say that everybody thinks he has them, but he doesn’t. “It’s that Mr. Kemp’s idea that I have them.”
   Every Sunday morning, while his bar is closed, and every night after ten, he goes into his bar, locks the door and examines the blinds, and even looks under the table. And then he unlocks the cupboard, and a box in the cupboard, and takes out three books, and puts them on the table. The landlord sits in an armchair, turning over the leaves.
   “Lord! What intellect!”
   Then he relaxes and leans back in his chair. “Full of secrets,” he says. “Wonderful secrets! If I knew them I wouldn’t do what he did; I’d just —”
   This is the wonderful dream of his life. And though Kemp has tried to find them many times, only the landlord knows those books are there, with the secret of invisibility in them. And no one will know of them until he dies.


   Discussion

   1. Why do you think the author wrote the epilogue?
   2. What do you think happened to Griffin’s diaries after the landlord of the inn died? Why do you think so?



   Vocabulary


 //-- Ñïèñîê ñîêðàùåíèé --// 
   a – adjective – ïðèëàãàòåëüíîå
   adv – adverb – íàðå÷èå
   cj – conjunction – ñîþç
   int – interjection – ìåæäîìåòèå
   n – noun – èìÿ ñóùåñòâèòåëüíîå
   pl – plural – ìíîæåñòâåííîå ÷èñëî
   prp – preposition – ïðåäëîã
   v – verb – ãëàãîë


   A

   aback : be taken aback áûòü îøåëîìëåííûì, îçàäà÷åííûì, ïîñòàâëåííûì â òóïèê
   abnormal a íåíîðìàëüíûé
   absorb v ïîãëîùàòü, àáñîðáèðîâàòü
   absorbed a çàõâà÷åííûé, ïîãðóæåííûé, óãëóáèâøèéñÿ
   accept v ïðèíèìàòü
   accident n íåñ÷àñòíûé ñëó÷àé, àâàðèÿ, êàòàñòðîôà
   by accident ñëó÷àéíî
   accompany v ñîïðîâîæäàòü; ïðîâîæàòü
   according to â ñîîòâåòñòâèè ñ
   account n îò÷åò
   add v äîáàâëÿòü
   addition n äîïîëíåíèå, äîáàâëåíèå
   advantage n ïðåèìóùåñòâî
   affect n âîçäåéñòâèå
   agree v ñîãëàøàòüñÿ
   agreement n ñîãëàñèå
   ajar a ïðèîòêðûòûé, íåïëîòíî çàêðûòûé
   alarmed a âçâîëíîâàííûé, âñòðåâîæåííûé
   albino n àëüáèíîñ
   alone a îäèí, îäèíîêèé; â îäèíî÷êó
   leave smb alone îñòàâèòü êîãî-ë. â ïîêîå
   amazed a ïîðàæåííûé, èçóìëåííûé, êðàéíå óäèâëåííûé
   amazement n óäèâëåíèå
   annoyed a íåäîâîëüíûé, ðàçäðàæåííûé, ðàçäîñàäîâàííûé, âíå ñåáÿ
   anxious a áåñïîêîÿùèéñÿ, òðåâîæàùèéñÿ; ñòðàñòíî æåëàþùèé
   anyhow adv ÷òî áû òî íè áûëî, â ëþáîì ñëó÷àå
   apologize v èçâèíÿòüñÿ, ïðîñèòü ïðîùåíèÿ
   apparatus n (pl. áåç èçìåíåíèÿ) ïðèáîð
   appear v êàçàòüñÿ; ïîÿâëÿòüñÿ
   appearance n ïîÿâëåíèå
   apply v ïðèìåíÿòü, óïîòðåáëÿòü
   approach v ïðèáëèæàòüñÿ
   arrival n ïðèåçä, ïðèáûòèå
   arrive v ïðèáûâàòü, ïðèåçæàòü
   as adv, cj êàê; êîãäà; òàê êàê, â òî âðåìÿ êàê; â êà÷åñòâå
   as if/though êàê áóäòî
   as well as òàê æå, êàê è
   ashamed a ïðèñòûæåííûé
   be ashamed ñòûäèòüñÿ
   assimilate v óñâàèâàòü
   astonishment n óäèâëåíèå, ïîòðÿñåíèå
   attack v íàïàäàòü
   attempt v ïûòàòüñÿ
   avoid v èçáåãàòü
   axe n òîïîð


   B

   bandage n áèíò, ïîâÿçêà; v áèíòîâàòü, ïåðåâÿçûâàòü
   bare a ãîëûé, îáíàæåííûé
   barefoot a áîñîé, ðàçóòûé
   bark v ëàÿòü
   beard n áîðîäà
   beat v (beat, beaten) áèòü, óäàðÿòü
   bedclothes n pl ïîñòåëüíîå áåëüå
   behaviour n ïîâåäåíèå
   believe v âåðèòü; ñ÷èòàòü, ïîëàãàòü
   bend v (bent) ñãèáàòü(ñÿ), íàêëîíÿòü(ñÿ)
   beside prp ðÿäîì ñ, îêîëî
   besides prp, adv êðîìå, êðîìå òîãî
   betray v ïðåäàâàòü
   bill n ñ÷åò
   bit n íåáîëüøîå êîëè÷åñòâî; êóñî÷åê, êðîøêà
   a bit (of) íåìíîãî
   bite v (bit, bitten) êóñàòü(ñÿ)
   blind1 n øòîðà
   blind2 à ñëåïîé
   blood n êðîâü
   blood-stained a îêðîâàâëåííûé, çàïà÷êàííûé êðîâüþ
   blow n óäàð
   bolt n çàñîâ, çàäâèæêà; v çàïèðàòü íà çàñîâ
   bone n êîñòü
   bottom n ïîäíîæèå
   bright adv ÿðêèé
   brilliant a áëåñòÿùèé, ñâåðêàþùèé
   bundle n óçåë
   burglar n ãðàáèòåëü, âçëîìùèê, äîìóøíèê
   burglary n êðàæà ñî âçëîìîì
   burn v (burnt) ãîðåòü, æå÷ü
   bury v õîðîíèòü
   biscuit n ñóõîå ïå÷åíüå
   bush n êóñò


   C

   cabman n âîäèòåëü òàêñè
   calculation n âû÷èñëåíèå, ðàñ÷åò
   candle n ñâå÷à
   carefully adv îñòîðîæíî, òùàòåëüíî
   carrier n íîñèëüùèê
   cart n òåëåãà, ïîäâîäà
   cellar n ïîäâàë, ïîãðåá
   certain a îïðåäåëåííûé; óâåðåííûé
   chemist n àïòåêàðü
   chemistry n õèìèÿ
   chew v æåâàòü
   chimney n òðóáà (äûìîâàÿ), äûìîõîä
   chin n ïîäáîðîäîê
   chink n çâîí (ìîíåò)
   cipher n øèôð
   clear a ÿñíûé; ïîíÿòíûé; v î÷èùàòü, îñâîáîæäàòü
   clear away óáèðàòü ñî ñòîëà
   close a áëèçêèé, òåñíûé
   closely adv âíèìàòåëüíî, òùàòåëüíî, ïîäðîáíî
   clothe v ïîêðûòü, îäåòü
   collar n âîðîòíèê
   colonel n ïîëêîâíèê
   coloured a öâåòíîé
   common a îáû÷íûé; ðàñïðîñòðàíåííûé; îáùèé
   complain v æàëîâàòüñÿ
   completely adv ïîëíîñòüþ
   concussion n ñîòðÿñåíèå
   confirm n ïîäòâåðæäàòü
   consider v ðàññìàòðèâàòü, îáäóìûâàòü, ïðèíèìàòü âî âíèìàíèå, ïîëàãàòü, ñ÷èòàòü
   constable n êîíñòåáëü (íèçøèé ïîëèöåéñêèé ÷èí)
   contain v ñîäåðæàòü, âìåùàòü
   continue v ïðîäîëæàòü
   conversation n ðàçãîâîð, áåñåäà
   corner n óãîë
   costumier n êîñòþìåð, ïðîäàâåö òåàòðàëüíûõ êîñòþìîâ
   county n ãðàôñòâî
   couple n ïàðà, ÷åòà
   cover v ïîêðûâàòü
   crime n ïðåñòóïëåíèå
   criminal n ïðåñòóïíèê
   credible a ïðàâäîïîäîáíûé, âåðîÿòíûé
   crowd n òîëïà; v òîëïèòüñÿ, ñòîëïèòüñÿ
   crowded a ìíîãîëþäíûé, ëþäíûé
   cruel a æåñòîêèé
   cupboard n øêàô
   curious a ëþáîïûòíûé; ñòðàííûé, êóðüåçíûé
   curse n ïðîêëÿòèå, ðóãàòåëüñòâî; v ïðîêëèíàòü, ðóãàòüñÿ
   curtain n øòîðà, çàíàâåñ
   cutlet n (îòáèâíàÿ) êîòëåòà


   D

   damn n ÷åðò âîçüìè! ÷åðò ïîáåðè!
   damnable a óæàñíûé, îòâðàòèòåëüíûé
   danger n îïàñíîñòü
   dangerous a îïàñíûé
   darkness n òåìíîòà
   decision n ðåøåíèå, ðåøèìîñòü
   decolourise v îáåñöâå÷èâàòü
   demand v òðåáîâàòü
   department store óíèâåðìàã
   depress v âäàâëèâàòü
   depressed a ñìÿòûé, âäàâëåííûé
   describe v îïèñûâàòü
   description n îïèñàíèå
   desperate a îò÷àÿííûé
   devil n äüÿâîë, ÷åðò
   diamond n àëìàç, áðèëëèàíò
   diary n äíåâíèê
   dirt n ãðÿçü
   disappoint n ðàçî÷àðîâûâàòü
   disappointed a ðàçî÷àðîâàííûé
   disappointment n ðàçî÷àðîâàíèå
   discover v îòêðûâàòü, äåëàòü îòêðûòèå, îáíàðóæèâàòü
   discovery n îòêðûòèå
   disfigurement n îáåçîáðàæèâàíèå, ôèçè÷åñêèé íåäîñòàòîê
   disguise n ìàñêèðîâêà, èçìåíåíèå âíåøíåãî âèäà
   dislike v ïëîõî îòíîñèòüñÿ, ÷óâñòâîâàòü íåïðèÿçíü
   disturb v òðåâîæèòü, áåñïîêîèòü
   dominate v ãîñïîäñòâîâàòü, âëàñòâîâàòü
   doubt n ñîìíåíèå
   downstairs adv âíèç, âíèçó, íà íèæíåì ýòàæå
   dozen n äþæèíà
   drag v òàùèòü, âîëî÷èòü
   draught n ñêâîçíÿê
   drawback n íåäîñòàòîê
   drawer n âûäâèæíîé ÿùèê
   dressing-table n òóàëåòíûé ñòîëèê
   dressing-gown n õàëàò
   drop v ðîíÿòü; ïàäàòü; áðîñàòü (çàíÿòèå); n êàïëÿ
   drug n ëåêàðñòâî, íàðêîòèê
   dry n ïðîñóøêà; v ñóøèòü, ïðîñóøèâàòü, ñîõíóòü
   dryly adv ñóõî, õîëîäíî
   duty n äîëã


   E

   easily adv íåïðèíóæäåííî
   eccentricity n ýêñöåíòðè÷íîñòü, ñòðàííîñòü, ýêñòðàâàãàíòíîñòü
   either … or cj èëè… èëè…, ëèáî… ëèáî…
   emptiness n ïóñòîòà
   enemy n ïðîòèâíèê, âðàã
   enormous a îãðîìíûé, ãðîìàäíûé
   escape v áåæàòü, ñïàñòèñü áåãñòâîì; n ñïàñåíèå
   especially adv îñîáåííî
   establish v óñòàíàâëèâàòü, ñîçäàâàòü
   everywhere adv âåçäå, ïîâñþäó
   evidently adv î÷åâèäíî
   examine v îñìàòðèâàòü, èññëåäîâàòü
   examination n îñìîòð, èññëåäîâàíèå, èçó÷åíèå
   exasperated a îçëîáëåííûé, âûâåäåííûé èç ñåáÿ
   exasperation n ðàçäðàæåíèå; îçëîáëåíèå; ãíåâ
   excite v âîëíîâàòü, âîçáóæäàòü
   excited a âçâîëíîâàííûé, âîçáóæäåííûé
   exclaim v âîñêëèêíóòü
   excuse n ïðåäëîã
   expect v îæèäàòü; íàäåÿòüñÿ
   explain v îáúÿñíÿòü
   explanation n îáúÿñíåíèå
   explosion n âçðûâ
   extraordinary a íåîáû÷íûé, çàìå÷àòåëüíûé, óäèâèòåëüíûé, ñòðàííûé


   F

   face v íàõîäèòüñÿ ëèöîì ê ëèöó, áûòü îáðàùåííûì ê; ñòàëêèâàòüñÿ
   fail v íå óäàâàòüñÿ, íå ñðàáîòàòü êàê íàäî, ïðîâàëèòüñÿ
   fast a ñêîðûé, áûñòðûé
   fat n æèð
   fear n còðàõ; v áîÿòüñÿ
   festival n ïðàçäíèê, ãóëÿíüå
   fibre n âîëîêíî
   fill v íàïîëíÿòü, çàïîëíÿòü
   find v (found) íàõîäèòü, îáíàðóæèâàòü
   find out óçíàâàòü, óñòàíàâëèâàòü, îáíàðóæèâàòü
   fire n êàìèí, ïîæàð; v ïîäæèãàòü
   fireplace n êàìèí
   firm a òâåðäûé, ïëîòíûé
   fit n ïðèïàäîê, ïðèñòóï
   fix v ïðèêðåïëÿòü, ôèêñèðîâàòü; ðåìîíòèðîâàòü
   flesh n ïëîòü, òåëî
   fluid n æèäêîñòü; a æèäêèé
   follow v ñëåäîâàòü, èäòè çà; ñëåäèòü
   footmark n ñëåä (íîãè), îòïå÷àòîê (íîãè)
   for cj òàê êàê, ïîòîìó ÷òî
   forehead n ëîá
   freeze v (froze, frozen) çàìåðçàòü
   frighten v ïóãàòü
   fro : to and fro âçàä âïåðåä
   front a ïåðåäíèé; n ôàñàä, ïåðåäíÿÿ ñòîðîíà
   front door ïàðàäíûé âõîä
   in front of ïåðåä
   funeral n ïîõîðîíû
   furious a ðàçúÿðåííûé, âçáåøåííûé


   G

   gather v ñîáèðàòü(ñÿ)
   general a îáùèé; îñíîâíîé
   generously adv ùåäðî
   get v (got) ïîëó÷àòü; äîñòàâàòü; ïîïàäàòü
   get on with ïðîäîëæèòü (âûïîëíåíèå ðàáîòû), äåëàòü óñïåõè
   ghost n ïðèçðàê, ïðèâèäåíèå
   glove n ïåð÷àòêà
   gloved à â ïåð÷àòêå, â ïåð÷àòêàõ
   grip v ñõâàòèòü, êðåïêî äåðæàòü
   grotesquely adv íåëåïî, êàðèêàòóðíî
   grow v (grew, grown) ðàñòè; ñòàíîâèòüñÿ, äåëàòüñÿ, ïðåâðàùàòüñÿ
   guest n ãîñòü; ïîñòîÿëåö (â ãîñòèíèöå)
   gun n ðóæüå, ïèñòîëåò


   H

   habit n ïðèâû÷êà
   hand n ñòðåëêà (÷àñîâ)
   handle n ðó÷êà, ðóêîÿòêà
   handcuffs n íàðó÷íèêè
   hang v (hung, hanged) âèñåòü
   help n ñëóãà, ïðèñëóãà, äîìàøíÿÿ ðàáîòíèöà, ïîìîùíèê
   helpless a áåñïîìîùíûé
   hesitate v êîëåáàòüñÿ
   hesitation n êîëåáàíèå, ñîìíåíèå
   hide v (hid, hidden) ïðÿòàòü(ñÿ), ñêðûâàòü(ñÿ)
   hiding n ïîòàéíîå ìåñòî, òàéíîå óáåæèùå
   hillside n ñêëîí õîëìà
   hit v (hit) óäàðÿòü
   hardly adv åäâà, åäâà ëè
   heart n ñåðäöå
   horrible a óæàñíûé, ñòðàøíûé
   horrified a èñïóãàííûé, øîêèðîâàííûé
   huge a îãðîìíûé, ãðîìàäíûé, ãèãàíòñêèé
   humbug v æóëüíè÷àòü
   hunt v âûñëåäèòü, ïîéìàòü; ïðåñëåäîâàòü
   hurt v (hurt) ïðè÷èíÿòü áîëü, ïîâðåäèòü, óøèáèòü, áîëåòü; îáèäåòü


   I

   imagination n âîîáðàæåíèå
   immediately adv íåìåäëåííî, òîò÷àñ
   impossible a íåâîçìîæíûé
   impress v ïðîèçâîäèòü âïå÷àòëåíèå, ïîðàæàòü
   impression n âïå÷àòëåíèå
   incredible a íåïðàâäîïîäîáíûé, íåâåðîÿòíûé, ôàíòàñòè÷íûé
   indeed adv â ñàìîì äåëå, äåéñòâèòåëüíî
   index n èíäåêñ, ïîêàçàòåëü
   indistinctly adv íåÿñíî, íåâíÿòíî
   indoors adv â ïîìåùåíèè
   inn n ãîñòèíèöà
   insane a áåçóìíûé, íåíîðìàëüíûé
   inside adv âíóòðè
   instead (of) adv âìåñòî
   intelligible a ïîíÿòíûé, äîñòóïíûé (äëÿ ïîíèìàíèÿ)
   interrupt v ïðåðûâàòü
   interruption n ïîìåõà, âìåøàòåëüñòâî
   investigate v ðàññëåäîâàòü; èññëåäîâàòü
   investigation n èññëåäîâàíèå
   invisibility n íåâèäèìîñòü, ÷òî-ë. íåâèäèìîå
   invisible a íåâèäèìûé
   invitation n ïðèãëàøåíèå
   irritability n ðàçäðàæèòåëüíîñòü


   J

   jelly n ñòóäåíèñòîå æèâîòíîå, æåëåîáðàçíàÿ ìàññà
   jelly-fish n ìåäóçà
   just a ïðîñòî; âñåãî ëèøü; òîëüêî


   K

   kick v óäàðÿòü íîãîé, ïèíàòü
   kind n âèä, ñîðò
   knock v ñòó÷àòü(ñÿ); ñáèòü; óäàðèòü


   L

   labeled a ñ ýòèêåòêîé
   landlady n õîçÿéêà ãîñòèíèöû
   landlord n õîçÿèí ãîñòèíèöû
   law n çàêîí
   lay v (laid) êëàñòü; íàêðûâàòü
   lay the table íàêðûâàòü íà ñòîë
   leaflet n ëèñòîâêà
   lean v ïðèñëîíÿòüñÿ
   lean back îòêèíóòüñÿ (íàçàä)
   least n ñàìîå ìåíüøåå
   at least ïî ìåíüøåé ìåðå, ïî êðàéíåé ìåðå
   like adv ïîäîáíî, êàê
   light v (lit, lighted) îñâåùàòü, çàæèãàòü; n ñâåò
   lock v (up) çàïèðàòü; n çàìî2ê
   lonely a îäèíîêèé; óåäèíåííûé
   look v âûãëÿäåòü; n âçãëÿä; âèä
   give a look ïîñìîòðåòü
   Look out! Îñòîðîæíî! Áåðåãèñü!
   lower a íèæíèé; v ïîíèæàòü, ñíèæàòü
   luck n óäà÷à
   luckily adv ê ñ÷àñòüþ
   luggage n áàãàæ
   lunatic n ïñèõ, áåçóìåö


   M

   mad a ñóìàñøåäøèé, áåçóìíûé
   go mad ñõîäèòü ñ óìà
   magic n ìàãèÿ, âîëøåáñòâî
   march v ìàðøèðîâàòü, øàãàòü
   match n ñïè÷êà
   matter n äåëî; v èìåòü çíà÷åíèå
   what’s the matter? â ÷åì äåëî?
   smth is the matter ÷òî-òî ñëó÷èëîñü
   mean v (meant) çíà÷èòü
   miaow v ìÿóêàòü
   mind v èìåòü ÷òî-ë. ïðîòèâ, âîçðàæàòü, áûòü ïðîòèâ; çàáîòèòüñÿ; n óì
   mind one’s (own) business çàíèìàòüñÿ ñâîèì äåëîì, íå âìåøèâàòüñÿ â ÷óæèå äåëà
   miserable a ïëîõîé; íè÷òîæíûé
   mix v ñìåøèâàòü, ïåðåìåøèâàòü
   monstrous a áåçîáðàçíûé, ÷óäîâèùíûé, óæàñíûé
   moreover adv áîëåå òîãî, êðîìå òîãî
   move v äâèãàòü(ñÿ), øåâåëèòü(ñÿ); ïåðååçæàòü
   movement n äâèæåíèå
   mud n ãðÿçü
   muddy a ãðÿçíûé, ïîêðûòûé ãðÿçüþ
   muffled a çàêóòàííûé, îáìîòàííûé; ïðèãëóøåííûé, ãëóõîé
   muffler n øàðô
   murder n óáèéñòâî
   mustard n ãîð÷èöà
   mustard-pot n ãîð÷è÷íèöà
   mysterious a òàèíñòâåííûé


   N

   naked a îáíàæåííûé, ãîëûé
   napkin n ñàëôåòêà
   natural a åñòåñòâåííûé, ïðèðîäíûé, íàòóðàëüíûé
   naturally adv åñòåñòâåííî
   nature n íàòóðà, õàðàêòåð, íðàâ
   neck n øåÿ
   neither… nor cj íè… íè…
   nerve n íåðâ
   nervous a íåðâíûé
   nod v êèâàòü
   noiselessly adv áåñøóìíî
   nonsense n âçäîð, åðóíäà
   notice v çàìå÷àòü
   nurse n ìåäñåñòðà


   O

   observation n íàáëþäåíèå
   occupation n çàíÿòèå, ïðîôåññèÿ
   occur v ñëó÷àòüñÿ, ïðîèñõîäèòü; ïðèõîäèòü â ãîëîâó
   odd a ñòðàííûé, íåîáû÷íûé
   oil v ñìàçûâàòü, ïðîïèòûâàòü ìàñëîì
   once adv îäíàæäû
   order n ïðèêàç
   ordinary a îáû÷íûé
   ought v áûòü îáÿçàííûì, áûòü äîëæíûì
   outcast n îòâåðæåííûé, èçãîé, ïàðèÿ
   outside adv cíàðóæè
   overlook v âîçâûøàòüñÿ (íàä ãîðîäîì, ìåñòíîñòüþ), âûõîäèòü íà
   own a ñîáñòâåííûé
   owner n âëàäåëåö, ñîáñòâåííèê


   P

   pain n áîëü
   painful a áîëåçíåííûé
   pass v ïðîõîäèòü
   passage n êîðèäîð
   past prp ìèìî
   patience n òåðïåíèå
   perfectly adv ñîâåðøåííî; àáñîëþòíî
   perhaps adv âîçìîæíî, ìîæåò áûòü
   permission n ðàçðåøåíèå
   physiology n ôèçèîëîãèÿ
   pillow n ïîäóøêà
   pink a ðîçîâûé
   pipe n òðóáêà (äëÿ êóðåíèÿ)
   plate n òàðåëêà
   point v óêàçûâàòü; n òî÷êà
   poison n ÿä
   poker n êî÷åðãà
   pond n ïðóä
   poor a ïëîõîé
   possible a îñóùåñòâèìûé, âîçìîæíûé, âåðîÿòíûé
   pot n (öâåòî÷íûé) ãîðøîê
   pour v ëèòü; íàëèâàòü
   powder n ïîðîøîê
   powdered a ïîðîøêîîáðàçíûé, èçìåëü÷åííûé
   power n âëàñòü
   powerful a ìîãóùåñòâåííûé
   prefer v ïðåäïî÷èòàòü
   press v ïðèæèìàòü
   pressure n äàâëåíèå
   prevent v ïðåäîòâðàùàòü; ìåøàòü
   private a ÷àñòíûé; äëÿ ëè÷íîãî ïîëüçîâàíèÿ
   process n ïðîöåññ; v ïîäâåðãàòü îáðàáîòêå, ïîäâåðãàòü ïðîöåññó
   procession n ïðîöåññèÿ, øåñòâèå
   pry v ïîäãëÿäûâàòü, âûâåäûâàòü
   publish v ïóáëèêîâàòü
   pull v òÿíóòü, òàùèòü
   purpose n öåëü
   push v òîëêàòü


   Q

   quickness n îñòðîòà (óìà); áûñòðîòà
   quietly adv òèõî, áåñøóìíî
   quite a âïîëíå, ñîâñåì, ñîâåðøåííî; äîâîëüíî, äî íåêîòîðîé ñòåïåíè


   R

   rabbit n êðîëèê
   rage n ÿðîñòü, ãíåâ
   raise v ïîäíèìàòü
   rarely adv ðåäêî
   rat n êðûñà
   reach v äîñòèãàòü
   realise v îñîçíàâàòü, ïîíèìàòü
   reappear v âíîâü ïîÿâëÿòüñÿ
   recognize v óçíàâàòü; ïðèçíàâàòü
   recover v îïðàâèòüñÿ, âûçäîðîâåòü
   reflect v îòðàæàòü(ñÿ)
   reflection n îòðàæåíèå
   refract v ïðåëîìëÿòü(ñÿ)
   refraction n ïðåëîìëåíèå, ðåôðàêöèÿ
   reign n ãîñïîäñòâî, âëàñòü
   relax v îñëàáåòü; ðàññëàáèòü(ñÿ)
   remain v îñòàâàòüñÿ; ïðîäîëæàòü
   remark v çàìå÷àòü
   remarkable a âûäàþùèéñÿ; çàìå÷àòåëüíûé; íåîáû÷íûé
   research n íàó÷íîå èññëåäîâàíèå, íàó÷íî-èññëåäîâàòåëüñêàÿ ðàáîòà
   rest n îñòàëüíîå, îñòàòîê
   rid : get rid of èçáàâëÿòüñÿ
   roadside n îáî÷èíà äîðîãè
   rob v ãðàáèòü, îáêðàäûâàòü
   rude a ãðóáûé, íåâåæëèâûé
   rule n ïðàâèëî
   as a rule êàê ïðàâèëî
   run v (ran, run) áåæàòü
   run into smb íàòîëêíóòüñÿ íà êîãî-ë.
   rush v áðîñàòüñÿ, ì÷àòüñÿ


   S

   safe a áåçîïàñíûé, íàäåæíûé
   sane a íîðìàëüíûé, ðàçóìíûé
   satisfied a óäîâëåòâîðåííûé
   save v ñïàñàòü
   scar n øðàì
   scared a èñïóãàííûé
   sceptical a ñêåïòè÷åñêèé
   scepticism n ñêåïòèöèçì
   scientist n ó÷åíûé
   scream n êðèê, âîïëü; v êðè÷àòü, âîïèòü
   second n ñåêóíäà; ìîìåíò
   secrecy n ñåêðåòíîñòü, ñêðûòíîñòü
   serve v ñëóæèòü; ïîäàâàòü (íà ñòîë)
   set off v îòïðàâèòüñÿ
   shabby a ïîíîøåííûé, ïîòðåïàííûé
   shadow n òåíü
   sharply adv ðåçêî
   sheet n ïðîñòûíÿ; ëèñò (áóìàãè, ñòåêëà)
   shelter n êðîâ, óêðûòèå
   shining a áëåñòÿùèé, ñâåðêàþùèé
   shirt n ðóáàøêà
   shiver v äðîæàòü
   shooting n ñòðåëüáà
   shot n âûñòðåë
   shriek n ïðîíçèòåëüíûé êðèê, âèçã; v ïðîíçèòåëüíî êðè÷àòü, âèçæàòü
   shut v (shut) çàêðûâàòü
   shut up! çàìîë÷è, çàòêíèñü!
   shutters n pl ñòàâíè
   silence n ìîë÷àíèå; òèøèíà
   silhouette n ñèëóýò, î÷åðòàíèÿ
   skin n êîæà
   slam v çàõëîïûâàòü, õëîïàòü
   sleeve n ðóêàâ
   slip v ñîñêîëüçíóòü, ñêîëüçèòü
   smash v ðàçáèòü âäðåáåçãè, ãðîìèòü n ãðîõîò; áèòüå âäðåáåçãè
   sneeze v ÷èõàòü
   sock n íîñîê
   solid n òâåðäîå òåëî; a òâåðäûé (íå æèäêèé)
   sort v (out) ðàçáèðàòü, ïåðåáèðàòü, ñîðòèðîâàòü
   sound n çâóê
   sovereign n ñîâåðåí (çîëîòàÿ ìîíåòà â îäèí ôóíò ñòåðëèíãîâ)
   spectacles n pl î÷êè
   speechless a áåçìîëâíûé, ëèøèâøèéñÿ ðå÷è
   spirit n äóõ, ïðèâèäåíèå
   (in) spite (of) prp íåñìîòðÿ íà
   spot n ïÿòíî
   stain n ïÿòíî
   staircase n ëåñòíèöà
   stairs n ëåñòíèöà, ñòóïåíüêè
   stare v ïðèñòàëüíî ñìîòðåòü, óñòàâèòüñÿ, âãëÿäûâàòüñÿ
   state n ñîñòîÿíèå
   steal v (stole, stolen) âîðîâàòü, êðàñòü
   step n øàã, çâóê øàãîâ; ñòóïåíüêà; v íàñòóïàòü, øàãàòü
   stick n ïàëêà
   still a íåïîäâèæíûé, ñïîêîéíûé; òèõèé; adv âñå æå, òåì íå ìåíåå, îäíàêî; âñå åùå
   straight a ïðÿìîé; ïðÿìî
   strange a còðàííûé; ÷óæîé, íåçíàêîìûé
   stranger n íåçíàêîìåö
   stretch v âûòÿãèâàòü
   strike v (struck) ïîðàæàòü, óäèâëÿòü; áèòü, ñòó÷àòü; âûñåêàòü (îãîíü)
   struggle n áîðüáà; v áîðîòüñÿ
   study n ðàáî÷èé êàáèíåò
   substance n âåùåñòâî
   successfully adv óñïåøíî
   suit n êîñòþì
   surely adv íàâåðíÿêà, íåñîìíåííî
   surface n ïîâåðõíîñòü
   suspect v ïîäîçðåâàòü
   suspicious a ïîäîçðèòåëüíûé
   swear v (swore, sworn) ðóãàòüñÿ; êëÿñòüñÿ
   swearing n ðóãàíü, ïðîêëÿòèÿ
   swiftly adv áûñòðî, ïîñïåøíî


   T

   take v (took, taken) áðàòü, âçÿòü
   take up çàíÿòüñÿ ÷åì-ëèáî
   tear v (tore, torn) ðâàòü
   temper n õàðàêòåð; ðàçäðàæåíèå, ãíåâ; íàñòðîåíèå
   terrify v ïóãàòü, ïðèâîäèòü â óæàñ
   terror n óæàñ
   test tube ïðîáèðêà
   thick a ãóñòîé
   thief n âîð
   though cj õîòÿ
   as though êàê áóäòî
   throat n ãîðëî
   through prp ÷åðåç, ñêâîçü
   tie v ïðèâÿçûâàòü, çàâÿçûâàòü
   tied a çàâÿçàííûé, ñâÿçàííûé
   tissue n òêàíü
   too adv ñëèøêîì; òàêæå, òîæå
   tool n îðóäèå (â ÷üèõ-ë. ðóêàõ)
   torn a èçîðâàííûé, äðàíûé
   touch v òðîãàòü, êàñàòüñÿ; n ïðèêîñíîâåíèå
   toward(s) prp ïî íàïðàâëåíèþ ê
   traitor n ïðåäàòåëü
   tramp n áðîäÿãà
   transparent a ïðîçðà÷íûé
   trap n ëîâóøêà, çàïàäíÿ
   trick v îáìàíûâàòü; a òðþê, îáìàí
   trouble v áåñïîêîèòü(ñÿ); n áåñïîêîéñòâî, áåäà, ãîðå
   trousers n pl áðþêè
   trunk n ÷åìîäàí
   trust v äîâåðÿòü
   turn v ïîâîðà÷èâàòü(ñÿ); îáðàùàòüñÿ; ñòàíîâèòüñÿ
   turn round îáîðà÷èâàòüñÿ
   turn up ïîäíèìàòü ââåðõ
   twice adv äâàæäû


   U

   unassimilated a íåóñâîèâøàÿñÿ (ïèùà)
   unbolt v îòîäâèãàòü çàñîâ, îòïèðàòü
   unbutton v ðàññòåãèâàòü
   uncomfortable a èñïûòûâàþùèé íåóäîáñòâî, ñòåñíåííûé
   feel uncomfortable ÷óâñòâîâàòü ñåáÿ íåëîâêî, íåóäîáíî
   undisturbed a íåïîòðåâîæåííûé
   unlock v îòïåðåòü
   unpack v ðàñïàêîâûâàòü
   unseen a íåâèäèìûé
   unsettled a íåîïëà÷åííûé
   unusual a íåîáû÷íûé, íåîáûêíîâåííûé
   upper a âåðõíèé
   urgent a ñðî÷íûé, íåîòëîæíûé
   use n ïîëüçà; èñïîëüçîâàíèå
   useful a ïîëåçíûé


   V

   vanish v èñ÷åçíóòü
   vicar n âèêàðèé, ïðèõîäñêîé ñâÿùåííèê
   vicarage n äîì ñâÿùåííèêà
   view n âèä; òî÷êà çðåíèÿ
   villager n æèòåëü äåðåâíè
   violence n íàñèëèå
   violent a ñèëüíûé, ÿðîñòíûé
   visible a âèäèìûé
   vision n âèäåíèå, ãàëëþöèíàöèÿ
   vivisect v çàíèìàòüñÿ âèâèñåêöèåé
   voice n ãîëîñ


   W

   wardrobe n ãàðäåðîá, ïëàòÿíîé øêàô
   warrant n îðäåð íà àðåñò
   watch v íàáëþäàòü
   way n ïóòü, äîðîãà; ñïîñîá
   be/stand in smb’s way ñòîÿòü ó êîãî-ë. íà ïóòè, ìåøàòü êîìó-ë.
   lead the way èäòè âïåðåäè, óêàçûâàòü äîðîãó
   well-educated a îáðàçîâàííûé
   whatever adv ÷òî óãîäíî, âñå ÷òî, ÷òî áû íè
   whenever adv êîãäà áû íè
   while cj, adv ïîêà, â òî âðåìÿ êàê
   whiskers n pl áàêåíáàðäû
   whiteness n áåëèçíà
   whole a öåëûé
   wig n ïàðèê
   window-sill n ïîäîêîííèê, íàðóæíûé ïîäîêîííèê
   without prp áåç
   wonder v èíòåðåñîâàòüñÿ, æåëàòü çíàòü, çàäàâàòü âîïðîñ
   wound v ðàíèòü
   wounded a ðàíåíûé


   Y

   yell v ïðîíçèòåëüíî êðè÷àòü