“They’ll save you the trouble,” said Sapt. “Come along (они избавят вас от хлопот, – сказал Сэпт, – пойдемте).”
He was right (он был прав). The approaching party must, beyond doubt, be Duke Michael’s men, come (приближающаяся группа, /состоящая/, несомненно, из людей герцога Михаэля, /должна была/ прийти;
“The horses are all right; there’s the own brother to the one that brought you here. But you may save yourself that job.”
“I’ll not go before he’s buried.”
“Yes, you will.”
“Not I, Colonel Sapt; not for all Ruritania.”
“You fool!” said he. “Come here.”
He drew me to the door. The moon was sinking, but about three hundred yards away, coming along the road from Zenda, I made out a party of men. There were seven or eight of them; four were on horseback and the rest were walking, and I saw that they carried long implements, which I guessed to be spades and mattocks, on their shoulders.
“They’ll save you the trouble,” said Sapt. “Come along.”
He was right. The approaching party must, beyond doubt, be Duke Michael’s men, come to remove the traces of their evil work. I hesitated no longer, but an irresistible desire seized me.
Pointing to the corpse of poor little Josef, I said to Sapt (указывая на труп бедного маленького Жозефа, я сказал Сэпту):
“Colonel, we ought to strike a blow for him (полковник, мы должны отомстить за него;
“You’d like to give him some company, eh (вы бы хотели дать ему кого-то в провожатые, а;
“I must have a slap at ’em (я должен их проучить: «дать им пощечину»;
Sapt wavered (Сэпт колебался;
“Well,” said he, “it’s not business, you know (ну, это не дело, как вы понимаете); but you’ve been good boy – and if we come to grief (но вы /держитесь/ молодцом, и если у нас ничего не выйдет;
He cautiously closed the open chink of the door (он осторожно притворил дверь: «открытую щель в двери»).
Then we retreated through the house and made our way to the back entrance (потом мы прошли через весь дом к заднему входу;
“Revolver ready?” asked Sapt (револьвер наготове? – спросил Сэпт).
“No; steel for me (нет; меч – /вот это/ по мне;
“Gad, you’re thirsty tonight,” chuckled Sapt (Господи, /как/ вы кровожадны сегодня: «сегодня вечером», – фыркнул Сэпт;
Pointing to the corpse of poor little Josef, I said to Sapt:
“Colonel, we ought to strike a blow for him!”
“You’d like to give him some company, eh! But it’s too risky work, your Majesty.”
“I must have a slap at ’em,” said I.
Sapt wavered.
“Well,” said he, “it’s not business, you know; but you’ve been good boy – and if we come to grief, why, hang me, it’ll save us lot of thinking! I’ll show you how to touch them.”
He cautiously closed the open chink of the door.
Then we retreated through the house and made our way to the back entrance. Here our horses were standing. A carriage-drive swept all round the lodge.
“Revolver ready?” asked Sapt.
“No; steel for me,” said I.
“Gad, you’re thirsty tonight,” chuckled Sapt. “So be it.”