“Come, it’s cold (ну и холод; come – ну /восклицание/),” cried Father Brown (воскликнул отец Браун); “let’s have some wine or beer (давайте выпьем вина или пива).”
“Or brandy (или бренди),” said Flambeau.
They plunged into the red-curtained tavern, which was not only cosy, but even luxurious inside. On a table stood a silver model of the tomb of St. Clare, the silver head bowed, the silver sword broken. On the walls were coloured photographs of the same scene, and of the system of wagonettes that took tourists to see it. They sat down on the comfortable padded benches.
“Come, it’s cold,” cried Father Brown; “let’s have some wine or beer.”
“Or brandy,” said Flambeau.