In return for this narrative, George regaled me with a great deal (в обмен на этот рассказ Джордж попотчевал меня огромным количеством) of what he called “inside information” (known only to diplomatists) (того, что он называл «информацией для внутреннего /пользования/» (известной только дипломатам)), as to the true course of events in Ruritania, the plots and counterplots (что до истинного хода событий в Руритании, о заговорах и контрзаговорах). In his opinion, he told me, with a significant nod (по его мнению – поведал он мне, важно кивнув), there was more to be said for Black Michael than the public supposed (о Черном Михаэле можно было рассказать больше, чем предполагала общественность); and he hinted at a well-founded suspicion that the mysterious prisoner of Zenda (и намекнул на весьма обоснованное подозрение, что таинственный узник /замка/ Зенды), concerning whom a good many paragraphs had appeared, was not a man at all (относительно которого появилось множество сообщений в газетах, вообще был не мужчиной;
“Perhaps it was Madame de Mauban herself,” I suggested (может быть, это была сама госпожа де Мобан, – предположил я).
“No!” said George decisively, “Antoinette de Mauban was jealous of her (нет! – сказал Джордж решительно, – Антуанетта де Мобан ревновала к ней), and betrayed the duke to the King for that reason (и выдала герцога королю по этой причине). And, to confirm what I say (и вот подтверждение того, о чем я говорю), it’s well known that the Princess Flavia (хорошо известно, что принцесса Флавия) is now extremely cold to the King, after having been most affectionate (теперь совершенно охладела: «стала чрезвычайно холодна» к королю, а до того была весьма ласкова).”
In return for this narrative, George regaled me with a great deal of what he called “inside information” (known only to diplomatists), as to the true course of events in Ruritania, the plots and counterplots. In his opinion, he told me, with a significant nod, there was more to be said for Black Michael than the public supposed; and he hinted at a well-founded suspicion that the mysterious prisoner of Zenda, concerning whom a good many paragraphs had appeared, was not a man at all, but (here I had much ado not to smile) a woman disguised as a man; and that strife between the King and his brother for this imaginary lady’s favour was at the bottom of their quarrel.
“Perhaps it was Madame de Mauban herself,” I suggested.
“No!” said George decisively, “Antoinette de Mauban was jealous of her, and betrayed the duke to the King for that reason. And, to confirm what I say, it’s well known that the Princess Flavia is now extremely cold to the King, after having been most affectionate.”
At this point I changed the subject (с этого момента я переменил тему;