‘And what did he say (и что он сказал)? Oh, what did he say (ах, что он сказал)?’
twitter ['twItq], leaf [lJf], meant [ment]
And Suleiman-bin-Daoud said, ‘May it quiet her. Go back to your wife, little brother, and let me hear what you say.’
Back flew the Butterfly to his wife, who was all of a twitter behind a leaf, and she said, ‘He heard you! Suleiman-bin-Daoud himself heard you!’
‘Heard me!’ said the Butterfly. ‘Of course he did. I meant him to hear me.’
‘And what did he say? Oh, what did he say?’
‘Well,’ said the Butterfly (ну, — сказал Мотылек), fanning himself most importantly (обмахиваясь очень важно =
Gracious (Батюшки)!’ said his wife, and sat quite quiet (сказала его жена и сидела очень тихо;
deal [dJl], orange ['OrInG], impudence ['Impjudqns]
‘Well,’ said the Butterfly, fanning himself most importantly, ‘between you and me, my dear — of course I don’t blame him, because his Palace must have cost a great deal and the oranges are just ripening, — he asked me not to stamp, and I promised I wouldn’t.’
Gracious!’ said his wife, and sat quite quiet; but Suleiman-bin-Daoud laughed till the tears ran down his face at the impudence of the bad little Butterfly.
Balkis the Most Beautiful stood up behind the tree among the red lilies and smiled to herself (Прекраснейшая Балкис встала за деревом среди красных лилий и улыбнулась про себя), for she had heard all this talk (ибо она слышала всю эту беседу). She thought (она подумала), ‘If I am wise I can yet save my Lord from the persecutions of these quarrelsome Queens (если я мудра, я еще смогу спасти моего Повелителя от приставаний этих сварливых Цариц),’ and she held out her finger and whispered softly to the Butterfly’s Wife (и она выставила /свой/ палец и прошептала тихо Жене Мотылька), ‘Little woman, come here (маленькая женщина, иди сюда).’ Up flew the Butterfly’s Wife, very frightened (Жена Мотылька, очень испуганная, взлетела), and clung to Balkis’s white hand (и прицепилась к белой кисти Балкис).
lord [lLd], persecution ["pWsI'kjHSn], butterfly ['bAtqflaI]
Balkis the Most Beautiful stood up behind the tree among the red lilies and smiled to herself, for she had heard all this talk. She thought, ‘If I am wise I can yet save my Lord from the persecutions of these quarrelsome Queens,’ and she held out her finger and whispered softly to the Butterfly’s Wife, ‘Little woman, come here.’ Up flew the Butterfly’s Wife, very frightened, and clung to Balkis’s white hand.
Balkis bent her beautiful head down and whispered (Балкис склонила свою прекрасную голову и прошептала), ‘Little woman, do you believe what your husband has just said (маленькая женщина, ты веришь тому, что только что сказал твой муж)?’