Перевести текст 1. «You know your clothes are in a terrible state», the old lady said after the meal. «My husband was just about your size. A little heavier perhaps. All his clothes are upstairs. They are no good to him. He died two years ago». She pointed up to the above them. «Why don't you see if any of his clothes fit you. You can bring them back tomorrow». «Nobody can be this lucky!» Coke thought to himself. He went upstairs and turned the light on He found a heavy jacket, a woolen shirt and some trousers hanging in the room. 2. «What do you know about Coke?» Baxter asked Halls. They are in the car now. «Very little, I'm afraid. In fact, I don't think, I know anything about him at all. Wasn't he the fellow who was in that spy case about 4 years ago?» «Yes, that's right. Coke always said it wasn't him... that it was someone else». «That's what they all say. But what's so special about him?» «Coke was in Army Intelligence. He knew important secrets. We could never understand why he sold them. There wasn't a real motive. Some said he did it for money. We couldn't prove it, but if he was a spy, he still knows too much. We could never find out who he sold secrets to. That's why we have to catch him before he makes contact with any of his old friends!» 3. Coke put the clothes on as quickly as he could. They were old, but they were warm. When he came downstairs, the old lady was still in front of the fire. She smiled when she looked at him. «You know, you look just like my husband in those clothes... when he was much younger, of course». Coke tried to be polite. He wanted to leave quickly.«I can't thank you enough. It's very kind of you to do all this for me». The old lady did not seem to hear him. «Just like my husband», she said again. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Перевести текст 1. «You know your clothes are in a terrible state», the old lady said after the meal. «My husband was just about your size. A little heavier perhaps. All his clothes are upstairs. They are no good to him. He died two years ago». She pointed up to the above them. «Why don't you see if any of his clothes fit you. You can bring them back tomorrow». «Nobody can be this lucky!» Coke thought to himself. He went upstairs and turned the light on He found a heavy jacket, a woolen shirt and some trousers hanging in the room. 2. «What do you know about Coke?» Baxter asked Halls. They are in the car now. «Very little, I'm afraid. In fact, I don't think, I know anything about him at all. Wasn't he the fellow who was in that spy case about 4 years ago?» «Yes, that's right. Coke always said it wasn't him... that it was someone else». «That's what they all say. But what's so special about him?» «Coke was in Army Intelligence. He knew important secrets. We could never understand why he sold them. There wasn't a real motive. Some said he did it for money. We couldn't prove it, but if he was a spy, he still knows too much. We could never find out who he sold secrets to. That's why we have to catch him before he makes contact with any of his old friends!» 3. Coke put the clothes on as quickly as he could. They were old, but they were warm. When he came downstairs, the old lady was still in front of the fire. She smiled when she looked at him. «You know, you look just like my husband in those clothes... when he was much younger, of course». Coke tried to be polite. He wanted to leave quickly.«I can't thank you enough. It's very kind of you to do all this for me». The old lady did not seem to hear him. «Just like my husband», she said again. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
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«Ты знаешь, твоя одежда в ужасном состоянии», сказала старушка после еды. «Мой муж был примерно твоего размера. Немного плотнее, пожалуй. Вся его одежда на верхнем этаже. Она не пригодится ему. Он умер два года назад». Она указала вверх над ними. «Почему бы тебе не посмотреть, подойдет ли тебе какая-нибудь из его одежд. Ты можешь принести их обратно завтра». «Никто не может быть настолько удачлив!» - подумал Коук про себя. Он поднялся наверх и включил свет. Он нашел тяжелую куртку, шерстяную рубашку и несколько брюк, висящих в комнате.
«Что ты знаешь о Коуке?» - спросил Холлз у Бакстера. Они сейчас в машине. «Очень мало, боюсь. На самом деле, я не думаю, что знаю о нем ничего. Разве он не был тем парнем, который был в том шпионском деле около 4 лет назад?» «Да, верно. Коук всегда говорил, что это не он... что это кто-то другой». «Все они так говорят. Но что особенного в нем?» «Коук был в армейской разведке. Он знал важные секреты. Мы никогда не могли понять, почему он их продал. Не было настоящего мотива. Некоторые говорили, что он это сделал ради денег. Мы не могли доказать это, но если он был шпионом, он все еще знает слишком много. Мы никогда не могли выяснить, кому он продал секреты. Поэтому нам нужно поймать его, прежде чем он свяжется с кем-то из своих старых друзей!»
Коук быстро надел на себя эти одежды. Они были старыми, но теплыми. Когда он спустился вниз, старушка все еще сидела перед камином. Она улыбнулась, глядя на него. «Знаешь, ты выглядишь точно как мой муж в этих одеждах... когда он был намного моложе, конечно». Коук пытался быть вежливым. Он хотел уйти быстро. «Я не могу тебе благодарности выразить достаточно. Ты очень добра к тому, что делаешь все это для меня». Старушка, казалось, не слышала его. «Как мой муж», сказала она снова. И в этот момент раздался стук в дверь.