"Now what have you to say to me?" she asked.
"I hardly know how to begin."
"Is Edward Barnard coming back?"
"No."
There was a long silence before Bateman spoke again (стояла долгая тишина, прежде чем Бейтман снова заговорил), and with each of them it was filled with many thoughts (и для каждого из них она была наполнена множеством мыслей). It was a difficult story he had to tell (история, которую он должен был рассказать, была неприятной;
offensive [q'fensIv], bear [beq], justice ['dZAstIs]
There was a long silence before Bateman spoke again, and with each of them it was filled with many thoughts. It was a difficult story he had to tell, for there were things in it which were so offensive to her sensitive ears that he could not bear to tell them, and yet in justice to her, no less than in justice to himself, he must tell her the whole truth.
It had all begun long ago when he and Edward Barnard, still at college, had met Isabel Longstaffe (все это началось очень давно, когда он и Эдвард Барнард, /тогда они/ все еще учились в колледже, познакомились с Изабеллой Лонгстаф;
society [sq'saIqtI], education ["edjV'keIS(q)n], acquaintance [q'kweIntqns]
It had all begun long ago when he and Edward Barnard, still at college, had met Isabel Longstaffe at the tea-party given to introduce her to society. They had both known her when she was a child and they long-legged boys, but for two years she had been in Europe to finish her education and it was with a surprised delight that they renewed acquaintance with the lovely girl who returned.