рейнолдс

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

I, Christopher R. Reynolds, Vice Consul of the United States of America at Minsk, Belarus duly commissioned and qualified, do hereby certify that on this twenty-fifth day of May 2005 before me personally appeared and to me personally known, and known to me to be the individual — described in, whose name he subscribed to, and who executed the annexed instrument, and being informed by me of the contents of said instrument he duly acknowledged to me that he executed the same freely and voluntarily for the uses and purposes therein mentioned.

He seen ‘em come in. Three. Young. Babies.” Reynolds pronounced this last as they did in the North’rd Baronies: babbies. — Он видел, как они приехали. Трое. Молодые. Совсем дети. – Рейнолдс произнес это слово на манер северных феодов, затянув среднюю согласную: дет-ти. (ТБ 4)

When a babby cuts his teeth, ye ken how they cry? — Когда у ребенка режутся зубки, вы знаете, как они кричат? (ТБ 5)

The Bar K was a deserted spread of land northwest of town, not too far from that weird squalling canyon. They burned at the mouth of the canyon every fall, and once, six or seven years ago, the wind had shifted and gone back wrong and burned most of the Bar K to the ground—barns, stables, the home place. It had spared the bunkhouse, however, and that would be a good spot for three tenderfeet from the Inners. It was away from the Drop; it was also away from the oil patch. — “Полоса К” – участок брошенной земли к северо-западу от города, неподалеку от говорящего каньона. В устье каньона каждую осень сжигали сучья, но шесть или семь лет назад ветер переменился, и стена огня пошла на “Полосу К”. Сгорело все – дом, конюшни, амбары. Остался только бункер. Рейнолдс решил, что поселить там троицу из Внутренних феодов – отличная идея. Подальше от Спуска, подальше от нефтяного поля. (ТБ 4)

There’s a spread northwest of here, the Bar K. Used to b’long to the Garber family, but they gave it up and moved on after a fire. Now it b’longs to the Horsemen’s Association—that’s a little local group of farmers and ranchers. I spoke to Francis Lengyll about you fellows—he’s the H.A. president just current—and he said ‘We’ll put em out to the old Garber place, why not?’ — К северо-западу отсюда есть пустующий участок земли, “Полоса К”. Он принадлежал семье Гарбер, но они продали его после пожара. Теперь им владеет Ассоциация конезаводчиков – группа местных фермеров и ранчеров. Я говорил о вас с Френсисом Ленджиллом, он сейчас президент Ассоциации… и он сказал: “Мы поселим их на ранчо Гарберов, почему нет?” (ТБ 4)

Once there had been freehold mines up there, but they were all gone, regulated out by the Vi Castis Company. Depape knew all about it, because the Big Coffin Hunters had been a part of that little spin and raree. Just after he’d hooked up with Jonas and Reynolds, that had been. Why, they had gotten those coffins tattooed on their hands not fifty miles from here, in the town of Wind, a mudpen even less ritzy than Ritzy. How long ago? He couldn’t rightly say, although it seemed to him that he should be able to. — Когда-то здесь работали старатели, но они давно ушли, изгнанные “Ви-Кастис компани”. Дипейп это хорошо знал, потому что в свое время Большим охотникам за гробами довелось поработать на компанию. Случилось это вскоре после того, как он связал свою судьбу с Джонасом и Рейнолдсом. Да и сами гробы они вытатуировали неподалеку, в пятидесяти милях отсюда, в городе Ветреном, еще более мерзком, чем Ритзи. Как давно это было? Точно он не помнил, хотя ему казалось, что должен помнить. (ТБ 4)

He started up the stairs, chuckling a little, his limp quite pronounced—it got worse late at night. It was a limp Roland’s old teacher, Cort, might have recognized, for Cort had seen the blow which caused it. Cort’s own father had dealt it with an ironwood club, breaking Eldred Jonas’s leg in the yard behind the Great Hall of Gilead before taking the boy’s weapon and sending him west, gunless, into exile. — Он начал подниматься по лестнице, похохатывая, заметно прихрамывая… по ночам хромота проявлялась сильнее. Корт, старый учитель Роланда, узнал бы эту хромоту, ибо Корт видел удар, после которого Джонас охромел на всю жизнь. А нанес его отец Корта палкой из железного дерева, сломав ногу Элдреда Джонаса на лужайке за Большим залом Гилеада, перед тем как забрать оружие мальчика и отослать его на запад, без оружия, в изгнание. (ТБ 4)

“Jonas is the leader?” / “Aye. He limps, has hair that falls to his shoulders pretty as any girl’s, and the quavery voice of an old gaffer who spends his days polishing the chimney-corner… but I think he’s the most dangerous of the three all the same. I’d guess these three have forgot more about helling than you and yer friends will ever learn.” — Джонас – главный? / – Да. Он хромает, волосы падают на плечи, как у женщины, голос дрожит, как у старика… но я думаю, он опаснее остальных. Я полагаю, за этой троицей числится многое из того, что ты и твои друзья даже представить себе не можете. (ТБ 4)

Reynolds said nothing. He often didn’t understand Jonas, but he had been riding with him since the age of fifteen, and knew it was usually better not to ask for enlightenment. If you did, you were apt to end up listening to a cult-manni lecture about the other worlds the old buzzard had visited through what he called “the special doors.” As far as Reynolds was concerned, there were enough ordinary doors in the world to keep him busy. — Рейнолдс предпочел промолчать. Он часто не понимал Джонаса, но сопровождал его с пятнадцати лет и знал, что дополнительных вопросов лучше не задавать. Потому что вопросы эти могли закончиться выслушиванием длинной лекции о других мирах, которые этот старикан посетил, проникнув через, как он говорил, “особые двери”. По разумению Рейнолдса, ему до конца жизни хватило бы и обычных дверей, недостатка которых в мире не ощущалось. (ТБ 4)

Some years later, Susan would tell him the story of Oedipus, and he would absorb it in quiet thoughtfulness, thinking of the odd and bloody triangle formed by his father, his mother, and by Marten—known in some quarters as the good man. — Несколько лет спустя Сюзан рассказала ему легенду об Эдипе, и он слушал её в глубокой задумчивости, размышляя о чудовищном и кровавом треугольнике, образованным его отцом, его матерью и Мартеном – известном в некоторых кругах как нужный человек. (ТБ 1)

“… the good man,” the Guard was saying. / “In Farson?” / “In two weeks,” the Guard replied. “Maybe three. — …добрый человек, – говорил Страж. / – В Фарсоне? / – За две недели, – отозвался Страж. – Может быть, за три. (ТБ 1)

“… the good man,” the Guard was saying. / “Farson?” / “In two weeks,” the Guard replied. “Maybe three. — …добрый друг, – закончил свою фразу стражник. / – Фарсон? / – Через две недели, – ответил стражник. – Может быть, через три. (ТБ 1, r.)

She didn’t think it was Depape, or the one named Reynolds, either. The only thing she could tell about the fellow for sure was that he wore a flat-brimmed hat, the sort she associated with men of the Inner Baronies, back when travel between east and west had been more common than it was now. Back before John Farson came—the Good Man—and the bloodletting began. — Девушка уже понимала, что перед ней не Дипейп, не Рейнолдс, но пока различала только шляпу с широкими полями, какие ассоциировались у нее с людьми, приезжавшими из Внутренних феодов в те дни, когда поездки с востока на запад и наоборот были обычным делом. До нынешних лихих времен, до того, как появился Джон Фарсон, Благодетель, и началась резня. (ТБ 4)