Английский язык с Э. Р. Берроузом. Принцесса Марса

Close at my heel, in his now accustomed place, followed Woola, the hound, and as I emerged upon the street Sola rushed up to me as though I had been the object of some search on her part. The cavalcade was returning to the plaza, the homeward march having been given up for that day; nor, in fact, was it recommenced for more than a week, owing to the fear of a return attack by the aircraft.

Lorquas Ptomel was too astute an old warrior (Лорквас Птомель был слишком хитрым старым воином; astute — хитрый, коварный; проницательный) to be caught upon the open plains with a caravan of chariots and children (чтобы быть застигнутым врасплох на открытых равнинах с караваном повозок и детей), and so we remained at the deserted city until the danger seemed passed (и поэтому мы оставались в покинутом городе, пока опасность, казалось, не миновала).

As Sola and I entered the plaza (когда Сола и я вышли на площадь) a sight met my eyes which filled my whole being with a great surge of mingled hope (перед моими глазами предстало зрелище, которое захлестнуло все мое существо огромной волной смешанных /чувств/ из надежды; surge — большая волна), fear, exultation, and depression (страха, ликования и уныния; exultation — ликование, торжество), and yet most dominant was a subtle sense of relief and happiness (при этом преобладающим было трудно уловимое чувство облегчения и счастья); for just as we neared the throng of Martians (так как едва мы приблизились к толпе марсиан; throng — толчея; толпа, скопление людей) I caught a glimpse of the prisoner from the battle craft (я заметил пленницу с военного корабля) who was being roughly dragged into a nearby building by a couple of green Martian females (которую грубо волокли в ближайшее здание две зеленые марсианские женщины; couple — пара; два).

astute [q'stju: t], exultation ["egzAl'teISn], roughly ['rAflI]

Lorquas Ptomel was too astute an old warrior to be caught upon the open plains with a caravan of chariots and children, and so we remained at the deserted city until the danger seemed passed.

As Sola and I entered the plaza a sight met my eyes which filled my whole being with a great surge of mingled hope, fear, exultation, and depression, and yet most dominant was a subtle sense of relief and happiness; for just as we neared the throng of Martians I caught a glimpse of the prisoner from the battle craft who was being roughly dragged into a nearby building by a couple of green Martian females.