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Kate led Coke to a table and then went to the bar to get their drinks. «Masters isn't here», Coke said. «Surely you didn't expect to walk in and find him, just like that?» «No, I suppose not».

They had been there for over an hour. More people came in, but Masters was not among them. It was getting towards closing time when the barman came to their table. «May I take you empty glasses?» he asked politely. Coke touched him on his sleeve. «Does a man named Eric Masters ever come in here?» he asked. He did not notice the man standing at the bar who stared at him in the mirror when he mentioned Masters' name.

2. The barman thought for a second. «There's a man named Eric Masters who comes in here a lot. He's a military type. Is that who you mean?» he asked. Coke tried to sound casual when he asked his next question. «Has he been here today?» The barman nodded. «Yes, he was in this afternoon». «I don't suppose you know where I can find him now?» Coke said. «I'm afraid not. All I know about him is that he has an antique shop somewhere near Red Lion Square», he answered.

The barman was shouting «Last orders, please» when Coke and Kate left. Kate led him through the crowded, bright streets. When they got to Shaftesbury Avenue, Kate called a taxi. Neither she nor Coke noticed the man who was so close behind them in the crowd that he heard Kate say «Red Lion Square, please» to the driver. They did not see him get into a cab and follow them.

3. «Would you mind driving round the Square once?» Kate asked the driver. Red Lion Square was deserted. «It's obviously not on the square itself», Coke said. They got out the taxi, paid the driver and started exploring. There were antique shops on several of the side streets but Masters' name was not among the other names of the owners.

Half an hour later they were still looking. Kate kept glancing over her shoulder. She had the uncomfortable feeling that someone was following them but she couldn't see anybody.

«I don't like wandering round the dark streets at this hour», she said. «I don't like doing it, either, but what else can we do? We can't stop looking now. It might be our last chance». Coke answered. Suddenly something in the window of a shop across the road caught his eye. The street was very dark but the thing gleamed. It reflected the light of a passing car. They crossed the street. The thing was an old military sabre and it was in a window marked «Antique Weapons and Military Antiques». There were old pistols, helmets and other swords in the window. Coke became excited. «This must be it!» he said. There was no name on the window but there was a phone number on the door. Coke copied it down.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Kate led Coke to a table and then went to the bar to get their drinks. "The Masters isn't here," Coke said. "Surely you didn't expect to walk in and find him, just like that?" "No, I suppose not."They had been there for over an hour. More people came in, but Masters was not among them. It was getting towards closing time when the barman came to their table. "May I take you to empty glasses?" he asked politely. Coke touched him on his sleeve. "Does a man named Eric Masters ever come in here?" he asked. He did not notice the man standing at the bar who stared at him in the mirror when he mentioned Masters ' name.2. The barman thought for a second. "There's a man named Eric Masters who comes in here a lot. He's a military type. Is that who you mean? "he asked. Coke tried to sound casual when he asked his next question. "Has he been here today?" The barman nodded. "Yes, he was in this afternoon. "I don't suppose you know where I can find him now?" Coke said. "I'm afraid not. All I know about him is that he has an antique shop somewhere near Red Lion Square ", he answered.The barman was Hillage "Last orders please" when Coke and Kate left. Kate led him through the crowded streets, bright. When they got to Shaftesbury Avenue, Kate called a taxi. Neither she nor Coke noticed the man who was so close behind them in the crowd that he heard Kate say "Red Lion Square, please" to the driver. They did not see him get into a cab and follow them.3. "Would you mind driving round the Square once?" Kate asked the driver. Red Lion Square was deserted. "It's obviously not on the square itself," Coke said. They got out the taxi, paid the driver and started exploring. There were antique shops on several of the side streets but Masters ' name was not among the names of the other owners.Half an hour later they were still looking. Kate kept by glancing over her shoulder. She had the uncomfortable feeling that someone was following them but she couldn't see anybody."I don't like wandering round the dark streets at this hour," she said. "I don't like doing it, either, but what else can we do? We can't stop looking now. It might be our last chance. Coke answered. Suddenly something in the window of a shop across the road caught his eye. The street was very dark but the thing gleamed. It reflected the light of a passing car. They crossed the street. The thing was an old military sabre and it was in a window marked "Antique Weapons and Military Antiques. There were old pistols, helmets and other swords in the window. Coke became excited. "This must be it!" he said. There was no name on the window but there was a phone number on the door. Coke copied it down.

Результаты (английский) 2:

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2. The barman thought for a second. «There's a man named Eric Masters who comes in here a lot. He's a military type. Is that who you mean? »He asked. Coke tried to sound casual when he asked his next question. «Has he been here today?» The barman nodded. «Yes, he was in this afternoon ». «I do not suppose you know where I can find him now?» Coke said. «I'm afraid not. I of the know about the All HIM That is he has an an antique shop somewhere near of Red Lion Square then », he answered.

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Результаты (английский) 3:

kate led coke to a table and then went to the bar to get the drinks. "masters isn't here», coke said. "Surely you didn't expect to walk in and find him, just like that? "no, i suppose not».they had been there for over an hour. more people came in, but the masters was not among them. it was getting towards for time when the barman came to their table. "may i take you empty glasses? "he asked politely. coke touched him on his sleeve. "does a man named eric masters ever come in here? "he asked. he did not notice the man standing at the bar for stared at him in the mirror when he mentioned masters' name.2. the barman thought for a second. "there 's a man named eric masters who comes in here a lot. he's a military type. is that who you mean? "he asked. coke tried to sound casual and he asked the next question. "has he been here today? "the barman nodded. "yes, he was, in this afternoon». "i don't suppose you know where i can find him now? "coke said. "i 'm afraid not. all i know about him is that he has an antique shop somewhere near red lion Square», he answered.the barman was never "last orders, please» when coke and kate left. kate led him through the crowded, bright streets. when they got to shaftesbury avenue, kate called a taxi. neither she nor coke noticed the man who was so close behind them in the crowd that he heard kate say "red lion square, please» to the driver. they did not see him get into a cab and follow them.3. "would you mind driving round the square once? "kate asked the driver. red lion square was accession. "it's obviously not on the square itself», coke said. they got out of the taxi, paid the driver and started exploring. there were several of the antique shops on side streets and masters' name was not among the other names of the owners.half an hour later they were still looking. kate kept glancing over her shoulder. she had the basic feeling that someone was following them but she couldn't see anybody."i don't like wandering round the dark streets at this hour», she said. "i don't like doing it, either, but what else can we do? we can't stop looking. it might be our last chance». coke answered. suddenly something in the window of a shop across the road caught his eye. the street was very dark but the thing gleamed. it reflected the light of a passing car. they crossed breakfast. the thing was an old military sabre was in a window marked "antique weapons and military Antiques». there were old pistols, helmets and other swords in the window. coke became excited. "this must be it! "he said. there was no name on the window, and there was a phone number on the door. coke copied it down.