He spoke no word as he sheathed his bloody sword and drove at her, fingers spread to grip her soft flesh. With a shriek of laughter she leaped back and ran, laughing at him over her white shoulder. With a low growl, Conan followed. He had forgotten the fight, forgotten the mailed warriors who lay in their blood, forgotten Niord and the reavers who failed to reach the battle. He thought only of the slender white shape, which seemed to float rather than run before him.
Out across the blinding-white plain the chase led (/наружу/ через ослепительно-белую равнину погоня вела;
palm [pa: m], behind [b'hand], lightly [latl]
Out across the blinding-white plain the chase led. The trampled red field fell out of sight behind him, but still Conan kept on with the silent tenacity of his race. His mailed feet broke through the frozen crust; he sank deep in the drifts and forged through them by sheer brute strength. But the girl danced across the snow, light as a feather floating on a pool; her naked feet barely left their imprint on the hoarfrost that overlaid the crust. Despite the fire in his veins, the cold bit through the warrior’s mail and fur-lined tunic; but the girl in her gossamer veil ran as lightly and as gaily as if she danced through the palms and rose gardens of Poitain.
On and on she led, and Conan followed (вперед и вперед: «на и на» она вела, а Конан следовал (за ней)). Black curses drooled through the Cimmerian’s parched lips (черные проклятия сочились сквозь запекшиеся губы киммерийца). The great veins in his temples swelled and throbbed, and his teeth gnashed (большие вены в его висках раздувались и пульсировали, а его зубы скрежетали).
‘You cannot escape me!’ he roared (ты не можешь сбежать (от) меня! — он рычал). ‘Lead me into a trap and I’ll pile the heads of your kinsmen at your feet! (веди меня в ловушку, и я сложу головы твоих родственников у твоих ног;
great [ret],heads [hedz], find [fand]
On and on she led, and Conan followed. Black curses drooled through the Cimmerian’s parched lips. The great veins in his temples swelled and throbbed, and his teeth gnashed.
‘You cannot escape me!’ he roared. ‘Lead me into a trap and I’ll pile the heads of your kinsmen at your feet! Hide from me and I’ll tear the mountains apart to find you! I’ll follow you to Hell itself!’