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A Room with a View | Gradually Hardening Finnish A1-B2 Translation Books

A Room with a View | Gradually Hardening Finnish A1-B2 Translation Books

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ChapterITheBertolini
“TheSignora
ollut
hadnobusinesstodoit,”
sanoi
saidMissBartlett,“nobusinessatall.
She
lupasi
promisedussouthroomswithaview
lähellä
closetogether,insteadofwhich
täällä
herearenorthrooms,lookingintoacourtyard,andalongway
toisistaan
apart.
Oh,Lucy!”
“AndaCockney,besides!”
sanoi
saidLucy,whohadbeenfurthersaddenedbytheSignora’s
odottamaton
unexpectedaccent.
“ItmightbeLondon.”
She
katsoi
lookedatthetworowsofEnglishpeople
jotka
whoweresittingatthetable;
attherowofwhitebottlesofwaterandredbottlesofwinethatranbetweentheEnglishpeople;
attheportraitsofthelateQueenandthelatePoetLaureatethat
ripustettiin
hungbehindtheEnglishpeople,heavilyframed;
atthenoticeoftheEnglishchurch(Rev.
CuthbertEager,M.
A
A.
Oxon.),thatwasthe
ainoa
onlyotherdecorationofthewall.
“Charlotte,don’tyoufeel,too,
että
thatwemightbeinLondon?
I
voi
canhardlybelievethatallkindsof
muita
otherthingsarejustoutside.
Isupposeitisone’sbeingsotired.”
“This
liha
meathassurelybeenusedforsoup,”
sanoi
saidMissBartlett,layingdownherfork.
“I
haluan
wantsotoseetheArno.
TheroomstheSignora
lupasi
promisedusinherletterwould
olisivat
havelookedovertheArno.
TheSignora
ollut
hadnobusinesstodoitatall.
Oh,itisashame!”
“Anynookdoesforme,”MissBartlett
jatkoi
continued;
“butitdoesseemhardthatyoushouldn’t
olla
haveaview.”
Lucyfelt
että
thatshehadbeenselfish.
“Charlotte,youmustn’t
hemmotella
spoilme:
ofcourse,you
on
mustlookovertheArno,
myös
too.
Imeantthat.
The
ensimmäinen
firstvacantroominthefront—”
“You
täytyy
musthaveit,”saidMissBartlett,partof
jonka
whosetravellingexpenseswerepaidbyLucy’smother—apieceof
anteliaisuus
generositytowhichshemade
monta
manyatactfulallusion.
“No,
ei
no.Youmusthaveit.”
“I
vaadin
insistonit.
Yourmotherwould
koskaan
neverforgiveme,Lucy.”
“Shewould
koskaan
neverforgiveme.”
Theladies’voicesgrewanimated,and—ifthe
surullinen
sadtruthbeowned—alittlepeevish.
Theyweretired,andundertheguiseofunselfishnesstheywrangled.
Jotkut
Someoftheirneighboursinterchangedglances,and
yksi
oneofthem—oneoftheill-bredpeoplewhom
yksi
onedoesmeetabroad—leantforward
yli
overthetableandactually
tunkeutui
intrudedintotheirargument.
He
sanoi
said:.
“Ihaveaview,I
on
haveaview.”
MissBartlettwasstartled.
Yleensä
Generallyatapensionpeoplelookedthemoverforaday
tai
ortwobeforespeaking,and
usein
oftendidnotfindout
että
thattheywould“do”tillthey
olivat
hadgone.
Sheknewthatthe
tunkeilija
intruderwasill-bred,evenbeforesheglancedathim.
Hewasan
vanha
oldman,ofheavybuild,withafair,shavenfaceandlargeeyes.
Therewas
jotain
somethingchildishinthoseeyes,thoughitwasnotthechildishnessofsenility.
WhatexactlyitwasMissBartlettdidnot
pysähtynyt
stoptoconsider,forherglancepassedontohisclothes.
Nämä
Thesedidnotattracther.
Hewas
luultavasti
probablytryingtobecomeacquaintedwiththembeforetheygotintothe
uimaan
swim.
Sosheassumedadazedexpression
kun
whenhespoketoher,
ja
andthensaid:
“Aview?
Oh,a
näkymä
view!
Howdelightfulaviewis!”
“Thisismyson,”
sanoi
saidtheoldman;
“hisname’sGeorge.
He
on
hasaviewtoo.”
“Ah,”
sanoi
saidMissBartlett,repressingLucy,
joka
whowasabouttospeak.
“WhatImean,”he
jatkoi
continued,“isthatyoucanhaveourrooms,
ja
andwe’llhaveyours.
We’llchange.”
The
parempi
betterclassoftouristwasshockedat
tästä
this,andsympathizedwiththenew-comers.
MissBartlett,inreply,
avasi
openedhermouthaslittleaspossible,
ja
andsaid“Thankyouvery
paljon
muchindeed;
thatisoutofthequestion.”
“Why?”
sanoi
saidtheoldman,with
molemmat
bothfistsonthetable.
“Becauseitisquiteoutofthequestion,thankyou.”
“Yousee,wedon’tliketotake—”
aloitti
beganLucy.
Hercousinagainrepressedher.
“Butwhy?”
hepersisted.
“Women
pitävät
likelookingataview;
mendon’t.”
Ja
Andhethumpedwithhisfists
kuin
likeanaughtychild,andturnedtohisson,
sanoi
saying,“George,persuadethem!”
“It’sso
selvää
obvioustheyshouldhavetherooms,”
sanoi
saidtheson.
“There’snothingelsetosay.”
Hedidnot
katsonut
lookattheladiesashe
puhui
spoke,buthisvoicewasperplexed
ja
andsorrowful.
Lucy,too,wasperplexed;
butshe
näki
sawthattheywereinforwhatis
tunne
knownas“quiteascene,”
ja
andshehadanodd
tunne
feelingthatwhenevertheseill-bredtourists
puhuivat
spokethecontestwidenedanddeepenedtillitdealt,notwithrooms
ja
andviews,butwith—well,with
jotain
somethingquitedifferent,whoseexistenceshehadnotrealized
ennen
before.
Nowtheoldman
hyökkäsi
attackedMissBartlettalmostviolently:
Miksi
Whyshouldshenotchange?
Whatpossibleobjection
olla
hadshe?
Theywouldclearoutinhalfan
tunnin
hour.
MissBartlett,thoughskilledinthedelicaciesofconversation,was
voimaton
powerlessinthepresenceofbrutality.
Itwas
mahdotonta
impossibletosnubanyonesogross.
Herfacereddenedwithdispleasure.
She
katsoi
lookedaroundasmuchasto
sanoi
say,“Areyoualllikethis?”
And
kaksi
twolittleoldladies,whowere
istuivat
sittingfurtherupthetable,withshawls
roikkui
hangingoverthebacksofthechairs,
katsoivat
lookedback,clearlyindicating“Wearenot;
wearegenteel.”
“Eatyourdinner,dear,”she
sanoi
saidtoLucy,andbegantotoy
taas
againwiththemeatthatshe
oli
hadoncecensured.
Lucymumbled
että
thatthoseseemedveryoddpeople
vastapäätä
opposite.
“Eatyourdinner,dear.
Tämä
Thispensionisafailure.
Huomenna
To-morrowwewillmakeachange.”
Tuskin
Hardlyhadsheannouncedthisfelldecision
kun
whenshereversedit.
Thecurtainsattheendoftheroomparted,andrevealedaclergyman,stout
mutta
butattractive,whohurriedforwardtotakehisplaceatthe
pöydän
table,cheerfullyapologizingforhislateness.
Lucy,
joka
whohadnotyetacquireddecency,atonce
nousi
rosetoherfeet,exclaiming:
“Oh,oh!
Why,it’sMr.Beebe!
Oh,
miten
howperfectlylovely!
Oh,Charlotte,we
täytyy
muststopnow,howeverbadtheroomsare.
Oh!”
MissBartlett
sanoi
said,withmorerestraint:.
“Howdoyoudo,Mr.Beebe?
Iexpect
että
thatyouhaveforgottenus:
MissBartlettandMissHoneychurch,
jotka
whowereatTunbridgeWells
kun
whenyouhelpedtheVicarofSt.Peter’sthat
hyvin
verycoldEaster.”
Theclergyman,
joka
whohadtheairofoneonaholiday,didnotremembertheladiesquiteas
selkeästi
clearlyastheyrememberedhim.
Mutta
Buthecameforwardpleasantly
tarpeeksi
enoughandacceptedthechairintowhichhewasbeckonedbyLucy.
“Iamso
iloinen
gladtoseeyou,”saidthe
tyttö
girl,whowasinastateofspiritualstarvation,andwouldhavebeen
iloinen
gladtoseethewaiter
jos
ifhercousinhadpermittedit.
“Justfancy
miten
howsmalltheworldis.
Summer
Street
Street,too,makesitsospeciallyfunny.”
“MissHoneychurchlivesintheparishofSummerStreet,”
sanoi
saidMissBartlett,fillingupthe
aukon
gap,“andshehappenedtotellmeinthecourseofconversation
että
thatyouhavejustacceptedtheliving—”.
“Yes,I
kuulin
heardfrommothersolast
viikolla
week.
Shedidn’tknowthatIknewyouatTunbridgeWells;
mutta
butIwrotebackatonce,
ja
andIsaid:
‘Mr.
Beebeis—’”.
“Quiteright,”
sanoi
saidtheclergyman.
“ImoveintotheRectoryatSummerStreetnextJune.
Iam
onnekas
luckytobeappointedtosuchacharmingneighbourhood.”
“Oh,
miten
howgladIam!
The
nimi
nameofourhouseis
Tuulinen
WindyCorner.”
Mr.Beebebowed.
“Thereis
äiti
motherandmegenerally,andmybrother,thoughit’snot
usein
oftenwegethimtoch——
The
kirkko
churchisratherfaroff,Imean.”
“Lucy,dearest,
anna
letMr.Beebeeathisdinner.”
“Iam
syön
eatingit,thankyou,and
nautin
enjoyingit.”
Hepreferredto
puhui
talktoLucy,whoseplayinghe
muisti
remembered,ratherthantoMissBartlett,
joka
whoprobablyrememberedhissermons.
He
kysyi
askedthegirlwhethersheknewFlorence
hyvin
well,andwasinformedatsomelengththatshe
ollut
hadneverbeentherebefore.
Itisdelightfulto
neuvoa
adviseanewcomer,andhewas
ensimmäinen
firstinthefield.
“Don’tneglectthecountryround,”hisadviceconcluded.
“Thefirstfineafternoon
ajaminen
driveuptoFiesole,androundbySettignano,
tai
orsomethingofthatsort.”
“No!”
huusi
criedavoicefromthetopofthe
pöydän
table.
“Mr.
Beebe,youare
väärässä
wrong.
Thefirstfineafternoonyourladies
täytyy
mustgotoPrato.”
“Thatlady
näyttää
lookssoclever,”whisperedMissBartletttohercousin.
“Weareinluck.”
And,
todellakin
indeed,aperfecttorrentofinformationburstonthem.
Ihmiset
Peopletoldthemwhatto
nähdä
see,whentoseeit,howto
pysäyttää
stoptheelectrictrams,howtogetridofthebeggars,how
paljon
muchtogiveforavellumblotter,how
paljon
muchtheplacewouldgrowupon
heille
them.
ThePensionBertolinihaddecided,
melkein
almostenthusiastically,thattheywould
tekisivät
do.
Whicheverwaytheylooked,kindladies
hymyilivät
smiledandshoutedatthem.
And
yläpuolella
aboveallrosethevoiceofthecleverlady,
itki
crying:
“Prato!
TheymustgotoPrato.
That
paikka
placeistoosweetlysqualidforwords.
I
rakastan
loveit;
Irevelinshakingoffthetrammelsofrespectability,asyouknow.”
The
nuori
youngmannamedGeorgeglancedatthe
älykäs
cleverlady,andthenreturnedmoodilytohisplate.
Ilmeisesti
Obviouslyheandhisfatherdidnotdo.
Lucy,inthemidstofhersuccess,
löysi
foundtimetowishthey
tekisivät
did.
Itgaveherno
ylimääräistä
extrapleasurethatanyone
pitäisi
shouldbeleftinthecold;
ja
andwhensherosetogo,sheturned
takaisin
backandgavethetwooutsidersanervouslittlebow.
The
isä
fatherdidnotseeit;
the
poika
sonacknowledgedit,notbyanotherbow,butby
nostaen
raisinghiseyebrowsandsmiling;
he
näytti
seemedtobesmilingacrosssomething.
Shehastenedafterhercousin,who
oli
hadalreadydisappearedthroughthecurtains—curtainswhichsmoteoneintheface,
ja
andseemedheavywithmore
kuin
thancloth.
Beyondthemstoodthe
epäluotettava
unreliableSignora,bowinggood-eveningtoherguests,
ja
andsupportedby’Enery,her
pikku
littleboy,andVictorier,her
tyttärensä
daughter.
Itmadeacurious
pieni
littlescene,thisattemptoftheCockneyto
välittää
conveythegraceandgenialityoftheSouth.
Andevenmorecuriouswasthedrawing-room,
joka
whichattemptedtorivalthe
kiinteä
solidcomfortofaBloomsburyboarding-house.
Was
tämä
thisreallyItaly?
MissBartlettwas
jo
alreadyseatedonatightlystuffedarm-chair,which
oli
hadthecolourandthecontoursofatomato.
Shewas
puhui
talkingtoMr.Beebe,andasshe
puhui
spoke,herlongnarrowheaddrovebackwards
ja
andforwards,slowly,regularly,asthoughsheweredemolishingsomeinvisibleobstacle.
“Wearemostgratefultoyou,”shewas
sanoi
saying.
“Thefirsteveningmeansso
paljon
much.
Whenyouarrivedwewereinforapeculiarlymauvaisquartd’heure.”
He
ilmaisi
expressedhisregret.
“Doyou,byanychance,knowthe
nimen
nameofanoldman
joka
whosatoppositeusatdinner?”
“Emerson.”
“Isheafriendofyours?”
“Wearefriendly—asoneisinpensions.”
“ThenIwill
sano
saynomore.”
Hepressedher
hyvin
veryslightly,andshesaid
enemmän
more.
“Iam,asitwere,”sheconcluded,“thechaperonofmyyoungcousin,Lucy,anditwouldbeaseriousthingifIputherunderanobligationtopeopleofwhomwe
tiedä
knownothing.
Hismannerwassomewhatunfortunate.
I
toivottavasti
hopeIactedforthebest.”
“Youacted
hyvin
verynaturally,”saidhe.
He
näytti
seemedthoughtful,andaftera
muutaman
fewmomentsadded:
“Allthesame,Idon’tthinkmuchharmwould
olisi
havecomeofaccepting.”
“No
vahinkoa
harm,ofcourse.
Butwe
voi
couldnotbeunderanobligation.”
“Heis
melko
ratherapeculiarman.”
Againhe
epäröi
hesitated,andthensaidgently:
“Ithinkhewouldnottakeadvantageofyouracceptance,
eikä
norexpectyoutoshowgratitude.
He
on
hasthemerit—ifitisone—of
sanoo
sayingexactlywhathemeans.
He
on
hasroomshedoesnotvalue,
ja
andhethinksyouwouldvalue
niitä
them.
Henomorethoughtofputtingyouunderanobligation
kuin
thanhethoughtofbeing
kohtelias
polite.
Itissodifficult—at
ainakin
least,Ifinditdifficult—to
ymmärtää
understandpeoplewhospeakthetruth.”
Lucywaspleased,
ja
andsaid:
“Iwashoping
että
thathewasnice;
Idoso
aina
alwayshopethatpeoplewillbenice.”
“Ithinkhe
on
is;
niceandtiresome.
Idifferfromhimon
melkein
almosteverypointofanyimportance,andso,Iexpect—I
voin
maysayIhope—youwilldiffer.
Mutta
Buthisisatypeonedisagrees
kanssa
withratherthandeplores.
Whenhefirst
tuli
cameherehenotunnaturallyputpeople’sbacksup.
Hehasnotactandnomanners—Idon’t
tarkoita
meanbythatthathehasbadmanners—andhewillnot
pidä
keephisopinionstohimself.
We
melkein
nearlycomplainedabouthimtoourdepressingSignora,
mutta
butIamgladto
sanoa
saywethoughtbetterofit.”
“AmItoconclude,”
sanoi
saidMissBartlett,“thatheisaSocialist?”
Mr.
Beebe
hyväksyi
acceptedtheconvenientword,not
ilman
withoutaslighttwitchingofthelips.
“And
oletettavasti
presumablyhehasbroughtuphissontobeaSocialist,too?”
“I
tuskin
hardlyknowGeorge,forhehasn’t
oppinut
learnttotalkyet.