He glanced (бросить взгляд; взглянуть мельком) around at his friend reading the letter and saw the books on the table. Into his eyes leaped (прыгать) a wistfulness (тоска) and a yearning (сильное желание; острая тоска) as promptly (быстро) as the yearning (сильное желание) leaps into the eyes of a starving (голодный) man at sight (при виде) of food (пища). An impulsive (импульсивный, вспыльчивый, легко возбудимый) stride (шаг), with one lurch (крен) to right and left of the shoulders, brought him to the table, where he began affectionately (нежно, с любовью) handling (перебирать) the books. He glanced at the titles and the authors’ names, read fragments (отрывок) of text, caressing (гладить) the volumes with his eyes and hands, and, once (однажды), recognized (узнать) a book he had read. For the rest (что касается остальных), they were strange books and strange authors. He chanced (случайно наткнуться) upon a volume (том) of Swinburne and began reading steadily, forgetful of (забыв о) where he was, his face glowing (при этом лицо его светилось, было озарено неким светом). Twice (дважды) he closed the book on his forefinger (указательный палец) to look at the name of the author. Swinburne (Суинберн)! he would (непременно) remember that name. That fellow (парень) had eyes, and he had certainly seen color and flashing (вспыхивающий, светящийся) light. But who was Swinburne? Was he dead (умерший) a hundred years or so (примерно), like (как) most (большинство) of the poets? Or was he alive (живой) still (ещё), and writing? He turned to the title-page (заглавный лист) … yes, he had written other books; well, he would go to the free library the first thing in the morning (первым делом утром) and try to get hold of (найти) some of Swinburne’s stuff. He went back to the text and lost himself. He did not notice that a young woman had entered the room. The first he knew was when he heard Arthur’s voice saying: – «Ruth, this is Mr. Eden.»
The book was closed on his forefinger (указательный палец), and before he turned he was thrilling (испытывать трепет; сильно волноваться) to the first new impression (впечатление), which was not of the girl, but of her brother’s words. Under that muscled (мускулистый) body of his he was a mass of quivering (дрожащий, трепещущий) sensibilities (чуткость, душевная чувствительность). At the slightest (малейший) impact (влияние) of the outside world (внешний мир) upon his consciousness (сознание), his thoughts, sympathies, and emotions leapt and played like lambent (сверкающий) flame (пламя). He was extraordinarily (чрезвычайно) receptive (восприимчивый) and responsive (отзывчивый), while his imagination, pitched (вознёсшееся) high, was ever at work establishing (устанавливать) relations of likeness (сходство) and difference (отличие). «Mr. Eden,» was what he had thrilled to (испытывать восторг) – he who had been called «Eden,» or «Martin Eden,» or just «Martin,» all his life. And «MISTER!» It was certainly going some (было неплохо), was his internal (внутренний) comment (замечание). His mind seemed to turn, on the instant, into a vast camera obscura (камера обскура), and he saw arrayed (расставлять) around his consciousness (сознание) endless pictures from his life, of stoke-holes (устье топки) and forecastles (бак; полубак; носовой кубрик), camps (лагерь, стан) and beaches, jails (тюрьма) and boozing (выпивка, попойка) – kens (круг знаний), fever (лихорадка) – hospitals and slum (трущобы) streets, wherein the thread (нить) of association was the fashion in which he had been addressed in those various (разный) situations.
And then he turned and saw the girl. The phantasmagoria (фантасмагория) of his brain vanished (исчезать) at sight of her (при видеп её). She was a pale (бледный), ethereal creature (эфирное существо), with wide, spiritual (божественный) blue eyes and a wealth (богатство) of golden hair. He did not know how she was dressed, except (за исключеним того, что) that the dress was as wonderful as she. He likened (сравнить) her to a pale (бледный) gold flower upon a slender (стройный) stem (стебель). No, she was a spirit (дух), a divinity (божество), a goddess (богиня); such sublimated (сублимированный) beauty was not of the earth (земля). Or perhaps the books were right, and there were many such as she in the upper walks (верхние слои) of life.
She might well be sung (воспевать) by that chap (парень), Swinburne. Perhaps he had had somebody like her (как она) in mind (голова, разум, воображение) when he painted (писать, рисовать) that girl, Iseult ([i’zult] Изулт, Изольда), in the book there on the table. All this plethora (изобилие, избыток) of sight (зрение), and feeling, and thought occurred (приходить на ум) on the instant (тотчас, немедленно). There was no pause of the realities wherein he moved. He saw her hand coming out to his (он увидел, как её рука потянулась к его руке), and she looked him straight (прямо) in the eyes as she shook (пожать) hands, frankly (откровенно говоря), like (как) a man. The women he had known did not shake hands that way (так, таким образом).
For that matter (по правде говоря), most of them did not shake hands at all. A flood (поток) of associations, visions (видение) of various ways (способ; то, как) he had made the acquaintance of (знакомиться с) women, rushed (проноситься) into his mind and threatened (грозить, угрожать) to swamp (наводнять) it. But he shook them aside and looked at her. Never had he seen such a woman. The women he had known! Immediately, beside her, on
either hand (по обе стороны от неё), ranged (выстраивать в ряд) the women he had known.