Английский язык с Конаном-варваром

A glance showed him that, although most of the blade was lost to him, the stump still had a couple of apparently sharp edges (взгляд показал ему, что хотя большая часть лезвия была потеряна для него, обломок все еще имел пару очевидно острых граней). With his muscles quivering from the effort of holding the implement away from the stone, he brought one of these edges up against the leathern thong that bound the two halves of the mail shirt together (/с/ мускулами, дрожащими от усилия, чтобы удержать инструмент /на расстоянии/ от камня, он поднес одну из этих граней к кожаному ремню, который связывал две половины кольчуги вместе). Carefully, he began to saw the tough rawhide with the rusty blade (осторожно он начал пилить жесткую сыромятную кожу ржавым лезвием; to begin — начинать(ся)).

lost [lst], sharp [: p], edges ['ez]

A glance showed him that, although most of the blade was lost to him, the stump still had a couple of apparently sharp edges. With his muscles quivering from the effort of holding the implement away from the stone, he brought one of these edges up against the leathern thong that bound the two halves of the mail shirt together. Carefully, he began to saw the tough rawhide with the rusty blade.

Every movement was agony (каждое движение было мукой). The torment of suspense grew unbearable (муки от неизвестности стали невыносимыми). His hand, bent into an uncomfortable, twisted position, ached and grew numb (его кисть, изогнутая в неудобном скрюченном положении, болела и стала онемевшей = онемела). The ancient blade was notched, thin, and brittle; a hasty motion might break it, leaving him helpless (старинный клинок был зазубренный, тонкий и хрупкий, поспешное движение могло сломать его, оставляя = оставив его (Конана) беспомощным). Stroke after stroke he sawed up and down, with exquisite caution (взмах за взмахом, он пилил вверх и вниз с большой осторожностью). The scent of the creature grew stronger and the sucking sounds of its progress, louder (запах существа становился сильнее, а чмокающие звуки его передвижения — громче).

numb [nm], sawed [s: d], creature ['kri: t]

Every movement was agony. The torment of suspense grew unbearable. His hand, bent into an uncomfortable, twisted position, ached and grew numb. The ancient blade was notched, thin, and brittle; a hasty motion might break it, leaving him helpless. Stroke after stroke he sawed up and down, with exquisite caution. The scent of the creature grew stronger and the sucking sounds of its progress, louder.

Then Conan felt the thong snap (потом Конан почувствовал треск ремня). The next instant, he hurled his full strength against the magnetic force that imprisoned him (/в/ следующее мгновение он швырнул его полную силу = всю свою силу против магнитной силы, которая пленила его). The thong unraveled through the loopholes in the mail shirt, until one whole side of the shirt was open (ремень распутался через отверстия в кольчуге, пока одна целая сторона кольчуги = одна сторона кольчуги целиком /не/ раскрылась). His shoulder and half an arm came out through the opening (его плечо и половина руки вышли через отверстие).

next [nekst], against ['enst], shoulder [uld]

Then Conan felt the thong snap. The next instant, he hurled his full strength against the magnetic force that imprisoned him. The thong unraveled through the loopholes in the mail shirt, until one whole side of the shirt was open. His shoulder and half an arm came out through the opening.

Then he felt a light blow on the head (потом он почувствовал легкий удар по голове). The stench became overpowering, and his unseen assailant from above pushed this way and that against his helmet (вонь стала непреодолимой, а его невидимый противник сверху толкался тут и там о его шлем). Conan knew that a jellylike tendril had reached his helmet and was groping over its surface, seeking flesh (Конан знал, что желеобразный усик достиг шлема и ощупывал его поверхность, ища = в поисках мяса). Any instant, the corrosive stuff would seep down over his face (/в/ любое мгновение едкое вещество просочится вниз на его лицо)…

blow [blu], became [b'kem], stuff [stf]

Then he felt a light blow on the head. The stench became overpowering, and his unseen assailant from above pushed this way and that against his helmet. Conan knew that a jellylike tendril had reached his helmet and was groping over its surface, seeking flesh. Any instant, the corrosive stuff would seep down over his face…