Несчастный случайЭто была очень уют

Несчастный случай
Это была очень уютная и чистая кухня. Солнце сияло сквозь чистые стёкла, пол блестел, на плите кипел чайник, и толстый чёрный любимец миссис Браун сладко спал на подоконнике. Миссис Браун сидела в кресле и читала. Вдруг сильный взрыв потряс маленький домик. Миссис Браун взглянула в окно. По улице бежали люди. Кто-то крикнул: «Это на фабрике! Котёл взорвался!» Миссис Браун побледнела, закрыла лицо руками и опустилась в кресло. Её муж работал в котельной. «Я была ему плохой женой,» - подумала она. - «Только вчера я выбранила его за то, что он не вытер ноги, когда вошёл в кухню. А теперь я его никогда не увижу». Хлопнула дверь, кто-то вошёл в комнату. «Не плачь, Мэри!» - услышала она голос мужа. - «Ничего особенного не случилось. Никто не ранен». Миссис Браун подняла голову. «О Стивен!» - сказала она. - «Сколько раз я тебе говорила: вытирай ноги, когда входишь в дом».

Результаты (английский) 1:

Neschastnyy sluchayIt was very cozy and clean kitchen. The sun shone through the clean glass, floors, master glittered on the cooker boil Kettle, and a thick black favorite of Mrs Brown's sweetly slept on the windowsill. Mrs Brown sat in a Chair and read. Suddenly, a strong explosion rocked the small house. Mrs Brown looked out the window. On the street fleeing people. Someone shouted: "this is at the factory! The boiler exploded! "Mrs Brown turned pale, covering her face with his hands and fell into a Chair. Her husband worked in the boiler room. "I was a bad wife," she thought. -"Only yesterday I vybranila him for what he's not wiped his feet when he entered the kitchen. And now I will never see. Slam the door, someone entered the room. "Don't cry, Mary!" she heard her husband's voice. -"Nothing much happened. No one was wounded. Mrs Brown lifted her head. "On Stephen!" she said. -"How many times have I told you: wipe your feet when you walk into the House.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Accident
It was very cozy and clean kitchen. The sun was shining through the windows clean, the floor shone on the stove was boiling kettle, and a thick black favorite of Mrs. Brown's fast asleep on a windowsill. Mrs. Brown was sitting in a chair and read. Suddenly, a loud explosion shook the little house. Mrs. Brown looked out the window. People ran through the streets. Someone shouted: "This is a factory! The boiler exploded! "Mrs. Brown pale, hid her face in her hands and sank into a chair. Her husband worked in the boiler room. "I was his poor wife," - she thought. - "Only yesterday I scolded him for what he did not wipe his feet when walked into the kitchen. And now I'll never see. " The door slammed, someone entered the room. "Do not cry, Mary!" - She heard her husband's voice. - "Nothing special happened. No one is injured. " Mrs. Brown looked up. "Oh, Stephen!" - She said. - "How many times have I told you, wipe their feet when you walk into the house."