I went to bed last night utterly dejected; I thought I was never going to amount to anything, and that you had thrown away your money for nothing. But what do you think? I woke up this morning with a beautiful new plot in my head, and I've been going about all day planning my characters, just as happy as I could be.
No one can ever accuse me of being a pessimist (никто и никогда не может обвинить меня в том, что я пессимистка)! If I had a husband and twelve children (если бы у меня был муж и двенадцать детей) swallowed by an earthquake one day (которых однажды поглотило землетрясение;
Affectionately,
Judy
accuse [q'kju:z], swallow ['swOlqV], earthquake ['q:TkweIk]
No one can ever accuse me of being a pessimist! If I had a husband and twelve children swallowed by an earthquake one day, I'd bob up smilingly the next morning and commence to look for another set.
Affectionately,
Judy
December 14th.
I dreamed the funniest dream last night (мне приснился необычнейший сон прошлой ночью). I thought I went into a book store (мне казалось, что я вошла в книжный магазин;
clerk [klQ:k], frontispiece ['frAntIspi:s], inscription [In'skrIpS(q)n]
I dreamed the funniest dream last night. I thought I went into a book store and the clerk brought me a new book named The Life and Letters of Judy Abbott. I could see it perfectly plainly — red cloth binding with a picture of the John Grier Home on the cover, and my portrait for a frontispiece with, `Very truly yours, Judy Abbott,' written below. But just as I was turning to the end to read the inscription on my tombstone, I woke up. It was very annoying! I almost found out whom I'm going to marry and when I'm going to die.