Английские волшебные сказки / English Fairy Tales

‘Dear, dear! what a dreadful thing it would be!’ said the mother, and she sat down aside of the daughter and started a-crying, too. Then after a bit the father began to wonder that they didn’t come back, and he went down into the cellar to look after them himself, and there they two sat a-crying, and the beer running all over the floor. ‘Whatever is the matter?’ says he. ‘Why,’ says the mother, ‘look at that horrid mallet. Just suppose, if our daughter and her sweetheart was to be married, and was to have a son, and he was to grow up, and was to come down into the cellar to draw the beer, and the mallet was to fall on his head and kill him, what a dreadful thing it would be!’

‘Dear, dear, dear! so it would!’ said the father, and he sat himself down aside of the other two, and started a-crying.

Now (вот: «теперь») the gentleman got tired (джентльмен устал: «сделался уставшим») of stopping up in the kitchen by himself (оставаться: «от оставания» наверху в кухне в одиночестве: «сам с собой»), and at last he went down into the cellar, too (и, наконец, он спустился в погреб тоже), to see what they were after (чтобы посмотреть, что они /там/ ищут); and there they three sat a-crying side by side (и вот они там трое сидели = сидят, плача, рядом: «бок о бок»), and the beer running all over the floor (и пиво /при этом/ течет на пол). And he ran straight and turned the tap (и он побежал немедленно: «прямо» и повернул кран; to run – бежать). Then he said (затем он сказал): ‘Whatever are you three doing (что это вы трое делаете), sitting there crying (сидя и плача), and letting the beer run all over the floor (и позволяя пиву литься на пол)?’

tired

[‘tad], kitchen [‘kn], straight [stret]

Now the gentleman got tired of stopping up in the kitchen by himself, and at last he went down into the cellar, too, to see what they were after; and there they three sat a-crying side by side, and the beer running all over the floor. And he ran straight and turned the tap. Then he said: ‘Whatever are you three doing, sitting there crying, and letting the beer run all over the floor?’