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“Well, bright boy,” Max said, looking into the mirror, “why don’t you say something
(ïî÷åìó òû íå ñêàæåøü ÷òî-íèáóäü)?”
“What’s it all about (÷òî âñå ýòî çíà÷èò: «î ÷åì âñå ýòî»)?”
“Hey, Al,” Max called, “bright boy wants to know (õî÷åò çíàòü) what’s all about.”
“Why don’t you tell him (÷òî æå òû åìó íå ñêàæåøü)?” Al’s voice came from the kitchen
(îòîçâàëñÿ ãîëîñ Ýëà èç êóõíè).
“What do you think it’s all about?”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you think?”
Max looked into the mirror all the time he was talking (âñå âðåìÿ, ïîêà ãîâîðèë).
“I wouldn’t say (ÿ áû íå ñêàçàë, íå ñêàæó, ïîæàëóé, íå çíàþ).”
“Hey, Al, bright boy says he wouldn’t what he thinks it’s all about.”
“I can hear you, all right (ÿ ìîãó ñëûøàòü òåáÿ, â ïîðÿäêå, õîðîøî = íå êðè÷è, ÿ è òàê
ñëûøó),” Al said from the kitchen. He had propped open the slit (îí ïîäïåð, ÷òîáû
îñòàâàëîñü îòêðûòûì, îêîøå÷êî, îòâåðñòèå: «ùåëü») that dishes passed through
into the kitchen (÷åðåç êîòîðîå ïåðåäàâàëèñü áëþäà íà êóõíþ) with a catsup bottle
(áóòûëêîé êåò÷óïà). “Listen, bright boy,” he said from the kitchen to George. “Stand a
little further (ñòàíü íåìíîãî äàëüøå) along the bar (âäîëü áàðà). You move a little to
the left (ïîäâèíüñÿ íåìíîãî íàëåâî), Max.” He was like a photographer arranging for a
group picture (îí áûë òî÷íî ôîòîãðàô, ðàññòàâëÿþùèé /ëþäåé/ äëÿ ãðóïïîâîé
ôîòîãðàôèè).
“Well, bright boy,” Max said, looking into the mirror, “why don’t you say
something?”
“What’s it all about?”
“Hey, Al,” Max called, “bright boy wants to know what’s all about.”
“Why don’t you tell him?” Al’s voice came from the kitchen.
“What do you think it’s all about?”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you think?”
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