Английский с А. Конан Дойлем. Пиратские истории / A. Conan Doyle. Tales of Pirates

 “No use, Master Scarrow,” said Sharkey. “Let us see you go down on your knees and beg for your life.”

“I’ll see you – ” cried Scarrow, shaking his mouth clear.

“Twist his arm round, Ned. Now will you?”

“No; not if you twist it off.”

“Put an inch of your knife into him.”

“You may put six inches, and then I won’t.”

“Sink me, but I like his spirit!” cried Sharkey. “Put your knife in your pocket, Ned. You’ve saved your skin, Scarrow, and it’s a pity so stout a man should not take to the only trade where a pretty fellow can pick up a living. You must be born for no common death, Scarrow, since you have lain at my mercy and lived to tell the story. Tie him up, Ned.”

“To the stove, captain (/и привязать/ к печке, капитан)?”

“Tut, tut! there’s a fire in the stove (тьфу ты, нет! в печке огонь; tut – вот еще! еще чего!

). None of your rover tricks, Ned Galloway, unless they are called for (никаких твоих разбойничьих штучек, Нэд Гэллоуэй, пока я не прикажу: «пока их не потребуют»), or I’ll let you know which of us two is captain and which is quartermaster (иначе я тебе напомню: «дам знать», кто из нас двоих капитан, а кто интендант). Make him fast to the table (привяжи его к столу; to make fast – пришвартовывать, прикреплять; fast – крепко).

“Nay, I thought you meant to roast him (нет-нет, я подумал, вы собирались поджарить его;

to think; to mean)!” said the quartermaster. “You surely do not mean to let him go (уж не думаете ли вы его отпустить: «вы, конечно, не имеете в виду позволить ему уйти»)?”

“If you and I were marooned on a Bahama cay, Ned Galloway (хоть нас с тобою и высадили на багамской банке, Нэд Гэллоуэй), it is still for me to command and for you to obey (но я все еще командую, а ты подчиняешься). Sink you for a villain, do you dare to question my orders

(да чтоб тебе, мерзавцу, утонуть, ты осмеливаешься оспаривать мои приказания; to question – спрашивать, задавать вопросы; сомневаться)?”

 “To the stove, captain?”

“Tut, tut! there’s a fire in the stove. None of your rover tricks, Ned Galloway, unless they are called for, or I’ll let you know which of us two is captain and which is quartermaster. Make him fast to the table.

“Nay, I thought you meant to roast him!” said the quartermaster. “You surely do not mean to let him go?”

“If you and I were marooned on a Bahama cay, Ned Galloway, it is still for me to command and for you to obey. Sink you for a villain, do you dare to question my orders?”