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Английский язык с Р. Э. ГовардомOn the shimmering threshold Conan stared like a wolf in strange surroundings, ready to fight or flee on the instant. He was looking into a large chamber with a domed golden ceiling; the walls were of green jade, the floor of ivory, partly covered with thick rugs. Smoke and exotic scent of incense floated up from a brazier on a golden tripod, and behind it sat an idol on a sort of marble couch. Conan stared aghast; the image had the body of a man, naked, and green in color; but the head was one of nightmare and madness. Too large for the human body, it had no attributes of humanity. Conan stared at the wide flaring ears, the curling proboscis, on either side of which stood white tusks tipped with round golden balls. The eyes were closed, as if in sleep. This then, was the reason for the name, the Tower of the Elephant (значит, это была причина названия Башни Слона), for the head of the thing was much like that of the beasts described by the Shemitish wanderer (ибо голова этого существа была очень похожа на голову животных, описанных шемитским странником) ...» |
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