After William De Mille) Outside, th

After William De Mille)
Outside, the October sun was shining over the forest now full of the smell of autumn. Inside, a man was standing in the living room of his mountain camp He was near a closet where he kept guns and strong drinks. The closet door stood open; Judson Webb had been packing his things away for the winter, and in a few minutes he and his wife Marcia would be driving back to civilization. As he looked at the shelf on which a bottle stood his smile was not pleasant All the bottles were unopened but one. This one was less than half full. It was placed in front, a whiskey glass by its side. As he took it from the shelf his wife spoke rom the bedroom, Tm all packed, Judson. Hasn't Alec come to get the keys?
Alec lived about a mile down the road and looked after the summer camps when the city people were away.
He said he'd be back in half an hour.
Marcia came into the room carrying her suitcase. She stopped in surprise as she saw the bottle in her husband's hand.
Judson ! she said ,you're not taking a drink at ten o'clock in the morning, are you?
You're wrong, my dear, he smiled. I m not taking anything out of this bottle: I am only putting something into it.
He put two white tablets on the table and started to open the whiskey bottle. His wife did not like his tone :the tone he used when he was planning something against his business partners.
The man who entered this house last winter and stole my drinks from the closet may try it again when we are out of here, he wen on, only this time he'll wish he hadn't.
She saw him put the tablets into he bottle one by one.
What are they? she asked, something to make him ill?
And how! No doctor will save him. He put the bottle on the shelf near the little whiskey grass.
The woman's face was pale. Don't do it, Judson, she said. It's horrible. What right have you-
When it comes to protecting my property I make my own laws.
We won't be here till next spring. Suppose something happens to us- and no one knows-
It was useless to say anything ,she knew. He had always been ruthless in business.
I’ll walk down the road and say good-bye at the farm house, she said quietly. You can pick me up there. She had decided to tell Alec's wife. Someone had to know.
As she went down the road he started to shut the closet door; then he remembered his boots drying in the yard. They belonged in the closet ,so leaving the door open he went to take them off the table on which they stood.
When he put his hand out to get the boots, he stepped on something, his foot slid from under him and his hear struck the massive table as he fell.
Several minutes later he felt Alec's strong arm under him as he lay on the ground. That wasn't much of a fall, Mr. Webb. You'll be better in a minute. Here, take this: it'll help you greatly.
A small whiskey glass was pressed to his lips. Still unable to notice things around him, he drank.

Результаты (английский) 1:

After William De Mille) Outside, the sun was shining, over the forest now full of the smell of autumn. Inside, a man was standing in the living room of his mountain camp He was near a closet where he kept guns and strong drinks. The closet door stood open; Judson Webb had been packing his things away for the winter, and in a few minutes he and his wife Marcia would be driving back to civilization. As he looked at the shelf on which stood a bottle of his smile was not pleasant All the bottles were unopened but one. This one was less than half full. It was placed in front, a whiskey glass by its side. As he took it from the shelf of his wife spoke rom the bedroom, Tm all packed, Judson. Alec hasn't come to get the keys?Alec lived about a mile down the road and looked after the summer camps when the city people were away. He said he'd be back in half an hour. Marcia came into the room carrying her suitcase. She stopped in surprise as she saw the bottle in her hand husband's. Judson! She said, you're not taking a drink at ten o'clock in the morning, are you? You're wrong, my dear, he smiled. I'm not taking anything out of this bottle: I am only putting something into it. He put two white tablets on the table and started to open the whiskey bottle. His wife did not like his tone: the tone he used when he was planning something against his business partners. The man who entered this house last winter and stole my drinks from the closet may try it again when we are out of here, he wen on, only this time he'll wish he hadn't. She saw him put the tablets into the he bottle one by one. What are they? She asked, something to make him ill? And how! No doctor will save him. He put the bottle on the shelf near the little whiskey grass. The woman's face was pale. Don't do it, Judson, she said. It's horrible. What right have you- When it comes to protecting my property I make my own laws. We won't be here till next spring. Suppose something happens to us-and no one knows-It was useless to say anything, she knew. He had always been ruthless in business.I'll walk down the road and say good-bye at the farm house, she said quietly. You can pick me up there. She had decided to tell Alec's wife. Someone had to know. As she went down the road he started to shut the closet door; then he remembered his boots drying in the yard. They belonged in the closet, leaving the door open he went to take them off the table on which they stood. When he put his hand out to get the boots, he stepped on something, his foot slid from under him and his heard struck the massive table as he fell. Several minutes later he felt Alec's strong arm under him as he lay on the ground. That wasn't much of a fall, Mr. Webb. You'll be better in a minute. Here, take this: it'll help you greatly. A small whiskey glass was pressed to his lips. Still unable to notice things around him, he drank.

Результаты (английский) 2:

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Результаты (английский) 3:

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