He knew somehow that she would like Sam Adams to see how pretty her legs looked in the white stockings (каким-то образом он знал, что она хочет, чтобы Сэм Адамс увидел, как прекрасно ее ноги выглядят в белых чулках). It made his anger go deep, almost to hatred (это заставило его гнев возрасти, почти до ненависти;
“Yer nasty trolley,” he cried (ах ты мерзкая потаскушка! – вскричал он;
“I’m not foul-minded (я не непотребная),” she said. “My legs are my own (мои ноги – мои собственные). And why shouldn’t Sam Adams think they’re nice (и почему бы Сэм Адамс не счел их красивыми)?”
There was a pause (наступила пауза). He watched her with eyes glittering to a point (он пристально смотрел на нее глазами, сверкавшими /и сузившимися/ до точки).
“Have you been havin’ owt to do with him?” he asked (ты с ним знаешься? – спросил он;
“I’ve just spoken to him when I’ve seen him (я только поговорила с ним, когда его встретила),” she said. “He’s not as bad as you would make out (он не так плох, как ты уверяешь;
“Yer nasty trolley,” he cried. “Put yer petticoats down, and stop being so foul-minded.”
“I’m not foul-minded,” she said. “My legs are my own. And why shouldn’t Sam Adams think they’re nice?”
There was a pause. He watched her with eyes glittering to a point.
“Have you been havin’ owt to do with him?” he asked.
“I’ve just spoken to him when I’ve seen him,” she said. “He’s not as bad as you would make out.”
“Isn’t he?” he cried, a certain wakefulness in his voice (лучше? – воскликнул он с некоторым бодрствованием в голосе = словно очнувшись;
“Why, what are you frightened of him for?” she mocked (а за что ты его боишься? – с насмешкой спросила она;