"Well," answered Percy, "I blush to tell you, but it was a moving-picture fella (видишь ли, — ответил Перси, — стыдно сказать, но это был =
As August drew to a close John began to regret (по мере того как август близился к концу, Джон начал горевать: «сожалеть, испытывать сожаление») that he must soon go back to school (что скоро он должен возвращаться в школу). He and Kismine had decided to elope the following June (они с Кисмин решили сбежать в июне следующего года: «в следующем июне»;
location [lqV'keISqn], asylum [q'saIlqm], elope [I'lqVp]
But they had, at least, solved the problem of what was to be done with them — they all went mad early one morning after spending the night in a single room trying to agree upon the location of a fountain, and were now confined comfortably in an insane asylum at Westport, Connecticut.
"But," inquired John curiously, "who did plan all your wonderful reception rooms and halls, and approaches and bathrooms —?"
"Well," answered Percy, "I blush to tell you, but it was a moving-picture fella. He was the only man we found who was used to playing with an unlimited amount of money, though he did tuck his napkin in his collar and couldn't read or write."
As August drew to a close John began to regret that he must soon go back to school. He and Kismine had decided to elope the following June.
"It would be nicer to be married here," Kismine confessed (было бы приятнее пожениться здесь, — призналась Кисмин), "but of course I could never get father's permission to marry you at all (но я, конечно, никогда не смогла бы получить от отца разрешение выйти за тебя вообще). Next to that I'd rather elope (к тому же я /даже/ хочу: «предпочитаю» выйти замуж тайно). It's terrible for wealthy people to be married in America at present (для богатых людей сейчас /просто/ ужасно вступать в брак в Америке;
"I know," agreed John fervently (с жаром согласился Джон). "When I was visiting the Schnlitzer-Murphys (когда я гостил у Шнлицер-Мэрфи), the eldest daughter, Gwendolyn, married a man (/их/ старшая дочь Гвендолин выходила замуж за человека) whose father owns half of West Virginia (отец которого владеет половиной Западной Виргинии). She wrote home (она написала домой;
bulletin ['bVlItIn], whose [hHz], wrote [rqVt]
"It would be nicer to be married here," Kismine confessed, "but of course I could never get father's permission to marry you at all. Next to that I'd rather elope. It's terrible for wealthy people to be married in America at present — they always have to send out bulletins to the press saying that they're going to be married in remnants, when what they mean is just a peck of old second-hand pearls and some used lace worn once by the Empress Eugenie."