Английский с Оскаром Уайльдом. Кентервильское привидение / Oscar Wilde. The Canterville Ghost

For the rest of the week, however, they were undisturbed, the only thing that excited any attention being the continual renewal of the blood-stain on the library floor. This certainly was very strange, as the door was always locked at night by Mr. Otis, and the windows kept closely barred. The chameleon-like colour, also, of the stain excited a good deal of comment. Some mornings it was a dull (almost Indian) red, then it would be vermilion, then a rich purple, and once when they came down for family prayers, according to the simple rites of the Free American Reformed Episcopalian Church, they found it a bright emerald-green. These kaleidoscopic changes naturally amused the party very much, and bets on the subject were freely made every evening. The only person who did not enter into the joke was little Virginia, who, for some unexplained reason, was always a good deal distressed at the sight of the blood-stain, and very nearly cried the morning it was emerald-green.

The second appearance of the ghost was on Sunday night (следующее появление привидения /пришлось/ на воскресную ночь). Shortly after they had gone to bed (вскоре после того, когда они пошли спать), they were suddenly alarmed by a fearful crash in the hall (они были внезапно разбужены страшным треском в холле; to alarm – поднять тревогу; встревожить. взволновать). Rushing down-stairs (сбежав вниз по лестнице; to rush – бросаться, мчаться, нестись, устремляться), they found that a large suit of old armour had become detached from its stand (они обнаружили, что тяжелые старинные доспехи отделились от своего постамента), and had fallen on the stone floor (и упали на каменный пол), while seated in a high-backed chair was the Canterville ghost (в то время как в кресле с высокой спинкой восседало Кентервильское привидение), rubbing his knees with an expression of acute agony on his face (потирая свои колени с выражением крайней муки на своем лице).

The second appearance of the ghost was on Sunday night. Shortly after they had gone to bed they were suddenly alarmed by a fearful crash in the hall. Rushing down-stairs, they found that a large suit of old armour had become detached from its stand, and had fallen on the stone floor, while seated in a high-backed chair was the Canterville ghost, rubbing his knees with an expression of acute agony on his face.