"This is Richard on his pony, Lob. He adored Lob. We all adored Lob. Of course, we were in the country then. This is Richard with Nana. And this is Richard's father at the outbreak of war. What did you do in the war, dear?"
"I was at school," Trudy said, quite truthfully.
"Oh, then you're a teacher, too?"
"No, I'm a secretary, I didn't leave school till after the war."
Mrs. Seeton said, looking at Trudy from two angles, "Good gracious me, how deceiving. I thought you were about Richard's age, like Gwen. Gwen is such a dear. This is Richard as a graduate. Why he went into schoolmastering I don't know. Still, he's a very good master. Gwen always says so, quite definitely. Don't you adore Gwen?"
"Gwen is a good bit older than me (Гвен гораздо старше меня;
"She ought to be here any moment (она уже должна прийти: «быть здесь» с минуты на минуту: «в любой момент»). She usually comes for supper (она обычно приходит к ужину). Now I'll show you the other rooms and Richard's room (теперь я покажу тебе другие комнаты и комнату Ричарда)."
When they came to Richard's room (когда они пришли в комнату Ричарда) his mother stood on the threshold (его мать остановилась у порога;
threshold ['TreS(h)qVld] apparent [q'pxrqnt] untidy [An'taIdI] valley ['vxlI]
"Gwen is a good bit older than me," Trudy said, being still upset on the subject of age.
"She ought to be here any moment. She usually comes for supper. Now I'll show you the other rooms and Richard's room."
When they came to Richard's room his mother stood on the threshold and, with her finger to her lips for no apparent reason, swung the door open. Compared with the rest of the house this was a bleak, untidy, almost schoolboy's room. Richard's greenpyjamatrousers lay on the floor where he had stepped out of them. This was a sight familiar to Trudy from her several week-end excursions with Richard, of late months, to hotels up the Thames valley.