‘Mother,’ he said (мама, — сказал он), ‘there are two new animals in the woods to-day (сегодня в лесу есть =
head [hed], share [SFq], smooth [smHD]
Then they both curled themselves up and rolled round and round Painted Jaguar till his eyes turned truly cart-wheels in his head.
Then he went to fetch his mother.
‘Mother,’ he said, ‘there are two new animals in the woods to-day, and the one that you said couldn’t swim, swims, and the one that you said couldn’t curl up, curls; and they’ve gone shares in their prickles, I think, because both of them are scaly all over, instead of one being smooth and the other very prickly; and, besides that, they are rolling round and round in circles and I don’t feel comfy.’
‘Son, son (сынок, сынок)!’ said Mother Jaguar ever so many times (сказала Мать Ягуариха очень много раз), graciously waving her tail (снисходительно помахивая своим хвостом), ‘a Hedgehog is a Hedgehog (Еж — это Еж), and can’t be anything but a Hedgehog (и не может быть никем другим, кроме как Ежом); and a Tortoise is a Tortoise (а Черепаха — это Черепаха), and can never be anything else (и никогда /не/ может быть кем-нибудь другим).’
‘But it isn’t a Hedgehog (но это не Еж), and it isn’t a Tortoise (и это не Черепаха). It’s a little bit of both (у него немного от обоих), and I don’t know its proper name (и я не знаю его настоящее имя).’
‘Nonsense (чепуха)!’ said Mother Jaguar (сказала Мать Ягуариха). ‘Everything has its proper name (у всего есть свое имя). I should call it “Armadillo” (я звала бы его «Броненосцем») till I found out the real one (пока я /не/ выяснила его настоящее имя). And I should leave it alone (и я бы оставила его в покое).’
proper ['prOpq], leave [lJv], alone [q'lqun]
‘Son, son!’ said Mother Jaguar ever so many times, graciously waving her tail, ‘a Hedgehog is a Hedgehog, and can’t be anything but a Hedgehog; and a Tortoise is a Tortoise, and can never be anything else.’
‘But it isn’t a Hedgehog, and it isn’t a Tortoise. It’s a little bit of both, and I don’t know its proper name.’
‘Nonsense!’ said Mother Jaguar. ‘Everything has its proper name. I should call it “Armadillo” till I found out the real one. And I should leave it alone.’