But he couldn't sleep. The more he tried to sleep, the more he couldn't. He tried Counting Sheep, which is sometimes a good way of getting to sleep, and, as that was no good, he tried counting Heffalumps. And that was worse. Because every Heffalump that he counted was making straight for a pot of Pooh's honey,
The Sun was still in bed (Солнце все еще было в постели), but there was a lightness in the sky over the Hundred Acre Wood (но в небе над Сто-Акровым Лесом был светлый оттенок), which seemed to show that it was waking up (который, казалось, показывал, что оно просыпается) and would soon be kicking off the clothes (и скоро сбросит постельное белье =
clothes [klquрz], mysterious [mIs'tIqrIqs], indeed [In'dJd]
The Sun was still in bed, but there was a lightness in the sky over the Hundred Acre Wood which seemed to show that it was waking up and would soon be kicking off the clothes. In the half-light the Pine Trees looked cold and lonely, and the Very Deep Pit seemed deeper than it was, and Pooh's jar of honey at the bottom was something mysterious, a shape and no more. But as he got nearer to it his nose told him that it was indeed honey, and his tongue came out and began to polish up his mouth, ready for it.
“Bother!” said Pooh, as he got his nose inside the jar (Ах-ты! — сказал Пух, когда он засунул свой нос внутрь банки). “A Heffalump has been eating it (Слонопотам ел его)!” And then he thought a little and said (а потом он немного подумал и сказал), “Oh, no,
Indeed, he had eaten most of it (в самом деле, он съел большую часть /его/). But there was a little left at the very bottom of the jar (но немножко осталось на самом донышке банки), and he pushed his head right in, and began to lick (и он засунул /свою/ голову целиком вовнутрь и начал лизать;
bother ['bODq], eaten [Jtn], bottom ['bOtqm]
“Bother!” said Pooh, as he got his nose inside the jar. “A Heffalump has been eating it!” And then he thought a little and said, “Oh, no,
Indeed, he had eaten most of it. But there was a little left at the very bottom of the jar, and he pushed his head right in, and began to lick....
By and by Piglet woke up (вскоре проснулся Пятачок). As soon as he woke he said to himself, “Oh (как только он проснулся, он сказал себе: ой)!” Then he said bravely, “Yes (потом он сказал смело: да),” and then, still more bravely, “Quite so (а потом, еще смелее: несомненно: «вполне так»).” But he didn't feel very brave (но он не ощутил себя очень смелым), for the word which was really jiggeting about in his brain was “Heffalumps (так как словом, которое скакало у него в мозгах, было Слонопотамы;
bravely ['breIvlI], jigget ['GIgIt], word [wWd]
By and by Piglet woke up. As soon as he woke he said to himself, “Oh!” Then he said bravely, “Yes,” and then, still more bravely, “Quite so.” But he didn't feel very brave, for the word which was really jiggeting about in his brain was “Heffalumps.”
What was a Heffalump like (каким был Слонопотам)?
Was it Fierce (он был Свирепый)?
Was it Fond of Pigs at all (он Любил Свиней вообще)?
If it was Fond of Pigs, did it make any difference