It was raining. The rain started ea

It was raining. The rain started early in the morning and it seemed, that it would never stop. Looking out of the window, Bo was thinking about his telephone conversation. Raindrops spattered the windshield as the taxi sliced through heavy traffic on Park Avenue. There were too many cars as usual. When it had skidded to a halt at the curb, Bo gave a ten-dollar bill to the driver. That included a very generous tip. He reached his point of destination and was ready to take on Frank Ramsey. He had called Ramsey that morning from the Yale club and demanded the meeting. Ramsey had tried to avoid it but Bo insisted and Ramsey gave in. At the building’s revolving doors, Bo glanced back over his shoulder through the rain and noticed a woman standing on the sidewalk a short distance away. In the dim light he could not get a clear picture. She looked so much like Tiffany. She was wearing a yellow top and had long blond hair. Standing absolutely still beneath her umbrella while everything around her moved, she seemed to be gazing sraight at him. His heart sank , the way it always did when he saw her. He couldn’t help it. Bo strained to keep sight of her as he was jostled into the doorway. When he cleared the doors, the woman had already disappeared.

Результаты (английский) 2:

It was raining. The rain started early in the morning and it seemed, that it would never stop. Looking out of the window, Bo was thinking about his telephone conversation. Raindrops spattered the windshield as the taxi sliced ​​through heavy traffic on Park Avenue. There were too many cars as usual. When it had skidded to a halt at the curb, Bo gave a ten-dollar bill to the driver. That included a very generous tip. He reached his point of destination and was ready to take on Frank Ramsey. He had called Ramsey that morning from the Yale club and demanded the meeting. Ramsey had tried to avoid it but Bo insisted and Ramsey gave in. At the building's revolving doors, Bo glanced back over his shoulder through the rain and noticed a woman standing on the sidewalk a short distance away. In the dim light he could not get a clear picture. She looked so much like Tiffany. She was wearing a yellow top and had long blond hair. Standing absolutely still beneath her umbrella while everything around her moved, she seemed to be gazing sraight at him. His heart sank, the way it always did when he saw her. He could not help it. Bo strained to keep sight of her as he was jostled into the doorway. When he cleared the doors, the woman had already disappeared.

Результаты (английский) 3:

it was raining. the rain started early in the morning and it seemed that it would never stop. looking out of the window, bo was thinking about his telephone conversation. Raindrops spattered the windshield as the taxi sliced through heavy traffic on park avenue. there were too many cars as usual. when it was skidded to a halt at the curb, bo gave a ten - dollar bill to the driver. that included a very interiors tip. he reached the point of destination and was ready to take on frank Ramsey. he had called Ramsey that morning from the yale club and king the meeting. Ramsey had tried to avoid it, but you insisted and Ramsey gave in. at the building's revolving doors, bo glanced back over his shoulder through the rain and noticed a man standing on the sidewalk a short distance away. in the dim light, he could not get a clear picture. she looked so much like tiffany. she was wearing a yellow top and blond had long hair. standing very still beneath her umbrella while everything around her, but she seemed to be gazing sraight at him. his heart sank, the way it always did when he saw her. i couldn't help it. in strained to keep sight of her as he was jostled into the doorway. when he cleared the doors, the woman had already disappeared.