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

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

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ChapterITheBertolini
“TheSignorahad
ni
nobusinesstodoit,”saidMissBartlett,“nobusinessatall.
Shepromisedus
južne
southroomswithaview
blizu
closetogether,insteadofwhich
tukaj
herearenorthrooms,lookinginto
je
acourtyard,andalongwayapart.
Oh,Lucy!”
“AndaCockney,besides!”
saidLucy,
ki
whohadbeenfurthersaddenedby
je
theSignora’sunexpectedaccent.
“ItmightbeLondon.”
Shelookedat
je
thetworowsofEnglishpeople
ki
whoweresittingatthe
mizo
table;
attherowofwhitebottlesof
vode
waterandredbottlesof
vina
winethatranbetweentheEnglishpeople;
attheportraitsofthelateQueen
in
andthelatePoetLaureate
ki
thathungbehindtheEnglishpeople,
močno
heavilyframed;
atthenoticeoftheEnglish
cerkve
church(Rev.
CuthbertEager,M.A.
Oxon.),
to
thatwastheonlyotherdecorationof
je
thewall.
“Charlotte,don’tyoufeel,
tudi
too,thatwemightbeinLondon?
Ican
komaj
hardlybelievethatallkindsof
drugih
otherthingsarejustoutside.
I
predvidevam
supposeitisone’sbeingsotired.”
“This
meso
meathassurelybeenusedforsoup,”saidMissBartlett,layingdownherfork.
“I
rad
wantsotoseetheArno.
Je
TheroomstheSignorapromisedusinherletterwouldhavelookedover
je
theArno.
TheSignorahad
ni
nobusinesstodoitatall.
Oh,itisashame!”
“Anynookdoesforme,”MissBartlettcontinued;
“butitdoes
zdi
seemhardthatyoushouldn’t
imeti
haveaview.”
Lucyfelt
da
thatshehadbeenselfish.
“Charlotte,youmustn’tspoilme:
of
seveda
course,youmustlookovertheArno,
tudi
too.
Imeantthat.
The
prva
firstvacantroominthefront—”
“Youmusthaveit,”saidMissBartlett,partofwhosetravellingexpenseswerepaidbyLucy’smother—apieceof
velikodušnost
generositytowhichshemade
veliko
manyatactfulallusion.
“No,
ne
no.Youmusthaveit.”
“Iinsistonit.
Your
mama
motherwouldneverforgiveme,Lucy.”
“Shewould
nikoli
neverforgiveme.”
Theladies’voicesgrewanimated,and—if
je
thesadtruthbeowned—alittlepeevish.
Theywere
utrujeni
tired,andundertheguiseofunselfishnesstheywrangled.
Someoftheirneighboursinterchangedglances,
in
andoneofthem—oneof
je
theill-bredpeoplewhomonedoesmeetabroad—leantforward
čez
overthetableandactuallyintrudedintotheirargument.
Hesaid:.
“Ihavea
pogled
view,Ihaveaview.”
MissBartlettwasstartled.
Splošno
Generallyatapensionpeoplelookedthemoverfora
dan
dayortwobeforespeaking,
in
andoftendidnotfindout
da
thattheywould“do”tilltheyhadgone.
Sheknew
da
thattheintruderwasill-bred,
še
evenbeforesheglancedat
ga
him.
Hewasanold
moški
man,ofheavybuild,withafair,shavenface
in
andlargeeyes.
Therewas
nekaj
somethingchildishinthoseeyes,
čeprav
thoughitwasnotthechildishnessofsenility.
What
točno
exactlyitwasMissBartlettdidnotstoptoconsider,forher
pogled
glancepassedontohis
obleke
clothes.
Thesedidnotattracther.
Hewas
verjetno
probablytryingtobecomeacquainted
z
withthembeforetheygotintotheswim.
Sosheassumedadazed
izraz
expressionwhenhespoketo
njo
her,andthensaid:
“Aview?
Oh,aview!
Kako
Howdelightfulaviewis!”
“Thisismyson,”saidtheoldman;
“hisname’sGeorge.
Hehasaviewtoo.”
“Ah,”saidMissBartlett,repressingLucy,
ki
whowasabouttospeak.
“WhatImean,”hecontinued,“is
da
thatyoucanhaveourrooms,andwe’ll
imeli
haveyours.
We’llchange.”
Thebetter
razred
classoftouristwasshockedat
tem
this,andsympathizedwiththenew-comers.
MissBartlett,inreply,openedher
usta
mouthaslittleaspossible,
in
andsaid“Thankyouverymuchindeed;
to
thatisoutofthequestion.”
“Why?”
said
je
theoldman,withbothfistson
je
thetable.
“Becauseitisquiteoutofthequestion,
hvala
thankyou.”
“Yousee,wedon’tliketotake—”
beganLucy.
Her
bratranec
cousinagainrepressedher.
“Butwhy?”
hepersisted.
“Women
všeč
likelookingataview;
mendon’t.”
In
Andhethumpedwithhisfists
kot
likeanaughtychild,andturnedtohis
sinu
son,saying,“George,persuadethem!”
“It’sso
očitno
obvioustheyshouldhavetherooms,”said
je
theson.
“There’snothingelsetosay.”
Hedidnotlookattheladiesashespoke,
vendar
buthisvoicewasperplexed
in
andsorrowful.
Lucy,too,wasperplexed;
butshesaw
da
thattheywereinforwhatisknownas“quiteascene,”
in
andshehadanoddfeeling
da
thatwhenevertheseill-bredtouristsspokethe
tekmovanje
contestwidenedanddeepenedtillitdealt,not
z
withroomsandviews,butwith—well,
z
withsomethingquitedifferent,whoseexistenceshehadnotrealizedbefore.
Now
je
theoldmanattackedMissBartlett
skoraj
almostviolently:
Whyshouldshenotchange?
Whatpossibleobjectionhad
ona
she?
Theywouldclearoutin
pol
halfanhour.
MissBartlett,
čeprav
thoughskilledinthedelicaciesofconversation,waspowerlessin
je
thepresenceofbrutality.
Itwas
nemogoče
impossibletosnubanyonesogross.
Her
obraz
facereddenedwithdispleasure.
Shelooked
okrog
aroundasmuchastosay,“Areyou
vsi
alllikethis?”
Andtwolittle
stari
oldladies,whoweresittingfurtherup
je
thetable,withshawlshanging
nad
overthebacksofthechairs,looked
nazaj
back,clearlyindicating“Wearenot;
wearegenteel.”
“Eatyour
večerjo
dinner,dear,”shesaidtoLucy,
in
andbegantotoyagain
z
withthemeatthatshehad
nekoč
oncecensured.
Lucymumbledthatthoseseemed
zelo
veryoddpeopleopposite.
“Eatyour
večerjo
dinner,dear.
Thispensionisa
neuspeh
failure.
To-morrowwewillmakeachange.”
Komaj
Hardlyhadsheannouncedthisfell
odločitev
decisionwhenshereversedit.
Thecurtainsatthe
koncu
endoftheroomparted,
in
andrevealedaclergyman,stoutbutattractive,
ki
whohurriedforwardtotakehis
mesto
placeatthetable,cheerfullyapologizingforhislateness.
Lucy,
ki
whohadnotyetacquireddecency,atoncerosetoher
noge
feet,exclaiming:
“Oh,oh!
Why,it’sMr.Beebe!
Oh,
kako
howperfectlylovely!
Oh,Charlotte,wemust
ustaviti
stopnow,howeverbadtheroomsare.
Oh!”
MissBartlettsaid,
z
withmorerestraint:.
“Howdoyoudo,Mr.Beebe?
Iexpect
da
thatyouhaveforgottenus:
MissBartlett
in
andMissHoneychurch,whowereatTunbridgeWells
ko
whenyouhelpedtheVicarofSt.Peter’sthat
zelo
verycoldEaster.”
Theclergyman,
ki
whohadtheairof
enega
oneonaholiday,didnotremembertheladies
povsem
quiteasclearlyastheyremembered
njega
him.
Buthecameforwardpleasantly
dovolj
enoughandacceptedthechairintowhichhewasbeckonedbyLucy.
“Iamsogladtoseeyou,”saidthe
dekle
girl,whowasinastateofspiritual
lakote
starvation,andwouldhavebeengladtoseethewaiter
če
ifhercousinhadpermitted
to
it.
“Justfancyhowsmallthe
svet
worldis.
SummerStreet,too,makesitsospeciallyfunny.”
“MissHoneychurchlivesin
je
theparishofSummerStreet,”said
Gospodična
MissBartlett,fillingupthe
vrzel
gap,“andshehappenedtotellmein
je
thecourseofconversationthatyouhave
pravkar
justacceptedtheliving—”.
“Yes,Iheardfrom
matere
mothersolastweek.
Shedidn’tknow
da
thatIknewyouatTunbridgeWells;
toda
butIwrotebackatonce,
in
andIsaid:
‘Mr.
Beebeis—’”.
“Quiteright,”said
je
theclergyman.
“ImoveintotheRectoryatSummerStreet
naslednji
nextJune.
Iamluckytobeappointedtosucha
očarljivo
charmingneighbourhood.”
“Oh,howgladIam!
The
ime
nameofourhouseisWindyCorner.”
Mr.Beebebowed.
“Thereis
mama
motherandmegenerally,andmy
brat
brother,thoughit’snotoftenwegethimtoch——
The
cerkev
churchisratherfaroff,Imean.”
“Lucy,dearest,letMr.Beebeeathisdinner.”
“Iameatingit,
hvala
thankyou,andenjoyingit.”
HepreferredtotalktoLucy,whoseplayingheremembered,
raje
ratherthantoMissBartlett,
ki
whoprobablyrememberedhissermons.
Heaskedthe
dekle
girlwhethersheknewFlorence
dobro
well,andwasinformedat
nekaj
somelengththatshehad
nikoli
neverbeentherebefore.
Itisdelightfultoadviseanewcomer,andhewas
prvi
firstinthefield.
“Don’tneglect
je
thecountryround,”hisadviceconcluded.
“Thefirstfine
popoldne
afternoondriveuptoFiesole,
in
androundbySettignano,or
nekaj
somethingofthatsort.”
“No!”
crieda
glas
voicefromthetopofthetable.
“Mr.
Beebe,youarewrong.
The
prvo
firstfineafternoonyourladiesmustgotoPrato.”
“That
gospa
ladylookssoclever,”whisperedMissBartletttohercousin.
“Weareinluck.”
In
And,indeed,aperfecttorrentofinformationburston
njimi
them.
Peopletoldthemwhattosee,whentoseeit,
kako
howtostoptheelectrictrams,
kako
howtogetridofthebeggars,
kako
howmuchtogiveforavellumblotter,
kako
howmuchtheplacewouldgrowupon
jim
them.
ThePensionBertolinihaddecided,
skoraj
almostenthusiastically,thattheywoulddo.
Whicheverwaytheylooked,kindladiessmiled
in
andshoutedatthem.
And
nad
aboveallrosethevoiceof
je
thecleverlady,crying:
“Prato!
Theymust
iti
gotoPrato.
Thatplaceis
preveč
toosweetlysqualidforwords.
Ilove
to
it;
Irevelinshakingoff
je
thetrammelsofrespectability,asyouknow.”
Je
TheyoungmannamedGeorgeglancedat
je
thecleverlady,andthenreturnedmoodilytohis
krožnik
plate.
Obviouslyheandhis
oče
fatherdidnotdo.
Lucy,in
je
themidstofhersuccess,found
čas
timetowishtheydid.
Itgaveher
ni
noextrapleasurethatanyoneshouldbeleftinthecold;
in
andwhensherosetogo,sheturned
nazaj
backandgavethetwooutsidersanervous
mali
littlebow.
Thefatherdidnotseeit;
je
thesonacknowledgedit,notbyanotherbow,
ampak
butbyraisinghiseyebrows
in
andsmiling;
heseemedtobesmilingacross
nekaj
something.
Shehastenedafterhercousin,whohad
že
alreadydisappearedthroughthecurtains—curtainswhichsmoteonein
je
theface,andseemedheavy
z
withmorethancloth.
Beyondthemstood
je
theunreliableSignora,bowinggood-eveningtoherguests,
in
andsupportedby’Enery,her
mali
littleboy,andVictorier,her
hči
daughter.
Itmadeacurious
mali
littlescene,thisattemptoftheCockneytoconveythe
milost
graceandgenialityoftheSouth.
In
Andevenmorecuriouswasthedrawing-room,
ki
whichattemptedtorivalthe
trdno
solidcomfortofaBloomsburyboarding-house.
Was
to
thisreallyItaly?
MissBartlettwas
že
alreadyseatedonatightlystuffedarm-chair,
ki
whichhadthecolourandthecontoursofa
paradižnika
tomato.
ShewastalkingtoMr.Beebe,
in
andasshespoke,herlong
ozka
narrowheaddrovebackwardsandforwards,
počasi
slowly,regularly,asthoughsheweredemolishingsomeinvisibleobstacle.
“Wearemostgratefultoyou,”shewassaying.
“The
prvi
firsteveningmeanssomuch.
Ko
Whenyouarrivedwewereinfor
je
apeculiarlymauvaisquartd’heure.”
Heexpressedhisregret.
“Doyou,byanychance,knowthe
ime
nameofanoldman
ki
whosatoppositeusatdinner?”
“Emerson.”
“Ishea
prijatelj
friendofyours?”
“Wearefriendly—asoneisinpensions.”
“ThenIwillsay
ne
nomore.”
Hepressedher
zelo
veryslightly,andshesaid
več
more.
“Iam,asitwere,”sheconcluded,“thechaperonofmyyoungcousin,Lucy,
in
anditwouldbea
resna
seriousthingifIputher
pod
underanobligationtopeopleofwhomweknow
ničesar
nothing.
Hismannerwassomewhatunfortunate.
I
upam
hopeIactedforthebest.”
“Youactedverynaturally,”said
je
he.
Heseemedthoughtful,and
po
afterafewmomentsadded:
“Allthesame,Idon’t
mislim
thinkmuchharmwouldhavecomeofaccepting.”
“No
škode
harm,ofcourse.
Butwecouldnotbe
pod
underanobligation.”
“Heisratherapeculiarman.”
Spet
Againhehesitated,andthensaid
nežno
gently:
“Ithinkhewouldnottakeadvantageofyouracceptance,norexpectyoutoshow
hvaležnost
gratitude.
Hehasthemerit—ifitisone—ofsaying
točno
exactlywhathemeans.
Hehasroomshedoesnotvalue,
in
andhethinksyouwouldvalue
jih
them.
Henomorethoughtofputtingyou
pod
underanobligationthanhethoughtofbeing
vljuden
polite.
Itissodifficult—at
vsaj
least,Ifinditdifficult—to
razumeti
understandpeoplewhospeakthetruth.”
Lucywaspleased,
in
andsaid:
“Iwashoping
da
thathewasnice;
Idoso
vedno
alwayshopethatpeoplewillbenice.”
“I
mislim
thinkheis;
niceand
utrujajoče
tiresome.
Idifferfromhimon
skoraj
almosteverypointofanyimportance,andso,Iexpect—I
lahko
maysayIhope—youwilldiffer.
Toda
Buthisisatypeonedisagrees
s
withratherthandeplores.
Whenhe
prvič
firstcameherehenotunnaturallyputpeople’sbacksup.
Hehas
ne
notactandnomanners—Idon’tmeanbythatthathehasbadmanners—andhe
bo
willnotkeephisopinionstohimself.
We
skoraj
nearlycomplainedabouthimtoourdepressingSignora,
vendar
butIamgladto
rečem
saywethoughtbetterofit.”
“AmItoconclude,”saidMissBartlett,“thatheisaSocialist?”
Mr.
Beebeacceptedthe
priročno
convenientword,notwithoutaslighttwitchingofthelips.
“Andpresumablyhehasbroughtuphis
sina
sontobeaSocialist,too?”
“I
komaj
hardlyknowGeorge,forhehasn’tlearntto
govoriti
talkyet.