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Translation Practice

                            1.Suggest the Ukrainian for the following.


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                                                                        (After W.S. Maugham   )

                                  Sir  Edgar  Swift  was  in  the  Indian  Service  and  had  a
                            distinguished  career.  He  had  been  for  five  years  Governor  of  the
                            North-West Provinces and  had  finished  his term with reputation  of
                            being the most capable man in India. He had proved himself a great
                            administrator,  though  resolute  he  was  tactful,  and  if  he  was
                            peremptory he was also generous and moderate. Tall and spare in his
                            well-cut blue serge, he looked both athletic and distinguished. Mary
                            knew he was a good tennis player, a fine rider and an excellent shot.
                            Taking  off  his  hat  he  displayed  a  thick  head  of  black  curling  hair
                            hardly touched with grey. His face was bronzed by the Indian sun, a
                            lean  face  with  a  strong  chin  and  an  aquiline  nose;  his  brown  eyes
                            under the heavy brows were deep-set and vigilant. Fifty-four? He did
                            not look a day more than forty-five. A handsome man in the prime of
                            life.  He  had  dignity  without  arrogance.  He  inspired  you  with
                            confidence. He wasted no time on small talk. He was ambitious. He
                            liked power and was not afraid of responsibility. He was the slave to
                            his integrity.
                                  Rowley was not a good-looking man. He had a tolerable figure,
                            but  he  was  of  average  height.  He  had  not  a  single  figure  that  you
                            could call good: he had white teeth, but they were not very even; he
                            had a fresh colour, but not a very clear skin; he had a good head of
                            hear, but it was between dark and fair; his eyes were large, but they
                            were pallid blue. He had an air of dissipation and people who didn’t
                            like him said he looked shifty. It was freely admitted he couldn’t be
                            trusted. He had a bad record. When he was twenty he married a girl
                            who  was  engaged  to  somebody  else,  and  three  years  later  his  wife
                            divorced him. He was not just over thirty. He was in short a young
                            man with a shocking reputation which he deserved.
                                  It  was  a  strange  contrast  he  made  with  Edgar  as  he  walked
                            across  the  terrace.  Edgar,  with  his  height  and  his  spareness,  had

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                              Текст друкується за виданням W.S. Maugham. Up at the Villa. – Київ:
                            Кобза, 1995.

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