-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Эрнест Хэмингуэй
-
- Прощай, оружие!
-
- Стр. 405/425
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
At
two
o
’
clock
I
went
out
and
had
lunch
.
There
were
a
few
men
in
the
café
sitting
with
coffee
and
glasses
of
kirsch
or
marc
on
the
tables
.
I
sat
down
at
a
table
.
"
Can
I
eat
?
"
I
asked
the
waiter
.
"
It
is
past
time
for
lunch
.
"
"
Isn
’
t
there
anything
for
all
hours
?
"
"
You
can
have
choucroute
.
"
"
Give
me
choucroute
and
beer
.
"
"
A
demi
or
a
bock
?
"
"
A
light
demi
.
"
The
waiter
brought
a
dish
of
sauerkraut
with
a
slice
of
ham
over
the
top
and
a
sausage
buried
in
the
hot
wine
-
soaked
cabbage
.
I
ate
it
and
drank
the
beer
.
I
was
very
hungry
.
I
watched
the
people
at
the
tables
in
the
café
.
At
one
table
they
were
playing
cards
.
Two
men
at
the
table
next
me
were
talking
and
smoking
.
The
café
was
full
of
smoke
.
The
zinc
bar
,
where
I
had
breakfasted
,
had
three
people
behind
it
now
;
the
old
man
,
a
plump
woman
in
a
black
dress
who
sat
behind
a
counter
and
kept
track
of
everything
served
to
the
tables
,
and
a
boy
in
an
apron
.
I
wondered
how
many
children
the
woman
had
and
what
it
had
been
like
.
When
I
was
through
with
the
choucroute
I
went
back
to
the
hospital
.
The
street
was
all
clean
now
.
There
were
no
refuse
cans
out
.
The
day
was
cloudy
but
the
sun
was
trying
to
come
through
.
I
rode
upstairs
in
the
elevator
,
stepped
out
and
went
down
the
hall
to
Catherine
’
s
room
,
where
I
had
left
my
white
gown
.
I
put
it
on
and
pinned
it
in
back
at
the
neck
.
I
looked
in
the
glass
and
saw
myself
looking
like
a
fake
doctor
with
a
beard
.
I
went
down
the
hall
to
the
delivery
room
.
The
door
was
closed
and
I
knocked
.
No
one
answered
so
I
turned
the
handle
and
went
in
.
The
doctor
sat
by
Catherine
.
The
nurse
was
doing
something
at
the
other
end
of
the
room
.
