-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Эрнест Хэмингуэй
-
- Прощай, оружие!
-
- Стр. 404/425
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
I
see
,
"
I
said
.
There
was
a
marker
on
a
dial
that
turned
with
a
handle
.
"
I
want
it
now
,
"
Catherine
said
.
She
held
the
mask
tight
to
her
face
.
I
turned
the
dial
to
number
two
and
when
Catherine
put
down
the
mask
I
turned
it
off
.
It
was
very
good
of
the
doctor
to
let
me
do
something
.
"
Did
you
do
it
,
darling
?
"
Catherine
asked
.
She
stroked
my
wrist
.
"
Sure
.
"
"
You
’
re
so
lovely
.
"
She
was
a
little
drunk
from
the
gas
.
"
I
will
eat
from
a
tray
in
the
next
room
,
"
the
doctor
said
.
"
You
can
call
me
any
moment
.
"
While
the
time
passed
I
watched
him
eat
,
then
,
after
a
while
,
I
saw
that
he
was
lying
down
and
smoking
a
cigarette
.
Catherine
was
getting
very
tired
.
"
Do
you
think
I
’
ll
ever
have
this
baby
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Yes
,
of
course
you
will
.
"
"
I
try
as
hard
as
I
can
.
I
push
down
but
it
goes
away
.
There
it
comes
.
Give
it
to
me
.
"
