5. Lunch was at one, and four courses.
6. the beef the strawberries and cream seemed happy, either seemed discontented like.
7. Harris said that he never able to get sick at sea.
8. I met him in the coffee-room of a Bath hotel, about his voyages.
9. The hard work would give us a good appetite, and us sleep well.
10. If I a rat, you wont stop.
5. Match the words with definitions.
6. Find in the text the English equivalents for:
приступы головокружения, сделать вывод, серьезные осложнения, с точки зрения медицины, нащупать пульс, следовать указаниям, состояние здоровья, огромная скидка, приятный аромат, состоящий из четырех блюд, делать что-то нарочно, восхищаться пейзажем.
7. Find the words in the text for which the following are synonyms:
remedy, recollect, sea trip, gaze, to be against, ordinary, disease, begin, main, in the present instance.
8. Explain and expand on the following.
1. I was a hospital in myself.
2. I had walked into that reading-room a happy, healthy man. I crawled out a weak wreck.
3. My parents did not know, then, that it was my liver and they used to put it down to laziness.
4. If you want rest and change, you cant beat a sea trip.
5. A sea trip does you good when you are going to have a couple of months of it, but, for a week, it is wicked.
6. It is a curious fact, but nobody ever is sea-sick on land.
7. When the front of the ship rises, you lean forward, till the deck almost touches your nose; and when its back end gets up, you lean backwards.
8. The only one who wasnt inspired with the suggestion was Montmorency.
9. Answer the following questions.
1. How many people are there in the room? Why are they bad?
2. How does the narrator know about his illness?
3. Why is the narrator a good gift for a medical class?
4. Where does the narrator go after visiting the library? Why?
5. Can the chemist help the narrator? Why / why not?
6. What is the general symptom of the narrators disease? How did his relatives help him to cure the disease in his childhood?
7. What remedy do the friends find to cure their diseases?
8. Why is the narrator against a sea trip?
9. Who isnt inspired by the common decision to go up the river? Why?
10. Who is Montmorency?
10. Retell the chapter for the persons of Harris, the doctor, the narrators brother-in-law, Montmorency.
CHAPTER II
Should we camp out or sleep at inns? George and I were for camping out. We said it would be so wild and free.
Slowly the golden memory of the dead sun fades from the hearts
of the cold, sad clouds. Silent, like disappointed children, the birds have stopped their song. From the dim woods on the both banks, Nights ghostly army, the grey shadows, creep out with noiseless steps; and Night, upon her gloomy throne, spreads her black wings above the darkening world, and, from her phantom palace, lit by the pale stars, reigns in calmness.
Then we run our little boat into some quiet bay, and the tent is set up, and the supper cooked and eaten. Then the big pipes are filled and lighted, and the pleasant chat goes round like quiet music; while, in the pauses of our talk, the river, playing round the boat, whispers strange old tales and secrets, sings low the old childs song that it has sung so many thousand years will sing so many thousand years to come, before its voice grows harsh and old a song that we think, somehow, we understand.
And we sit there, by its bank, while the moon, who loves it too, bends down to kiss it with a sisters kiss, and throws her silver arms around it; and we watch it as it flows, ever singing, ever whispering, out to meet its king, the sea till our voices die away in silence, and the pipes go out till we, common, everyday young men enough, feel strangely full of thoughts, half sad, half sweet, and do not care or want to speak till we laugh, and, rising, knock the ashes from our burnt-out pipes, and say Good-night, and, lulled by the splashing water and the rustling trees, we fall asleep under the great, still stars, and dream that the world is young again.
Harris said: How about when it rained?
You can never inspire Harris. There is no poetry about Harris. Harris never cries, he knows not why. If Harriss eyes fill with tears, you can bet it is because Harris has been eating raw onions, or has put too much Worcester over his chop.
If you were to stand at night by the sea-shore with Harris, and say:
Listen! Do you not hear? Is it but the mermaids singing deep below the waving waters; or sad spirits? Harris would take you by the arm, and say:
I know what it is, old man; youve got a cold. Now, you come along with me. I know a place round the corner here, where you can get a drop of the finest Scotch whisky you ever tasted put you right in less than no time.
Harris always knows a place round the corner where you can get something brilliant in the drinking line. I believe that if you met Harris up in Paradise (supposing such a thing likely), he would immediately greet you with:
So glad youve come, old fellow; Ive found a nice place round the corner here, where you can get some really first-class nectar.