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the green door o henry перевод на русский

He who has been denied the spectacle of a busy Manhattan broker during a rush of business is handicapped for the profession of anthropology. Rudolf rose and took his hat. The Gift of the Magi 2,080 words A poor, married couple tries to figure out how to get each other a nice Christmas present. The World and the Door 4,865 words Mr.

the green door o henry перевод на русский

O. Henry Short Stories - The sports pitches, which had been relaid with inadequate drainage after the Second World War, were relaid between 2002 and 2004, and in 2005 a new sports pavilion was constructed. The machine sitting at that desk was no longer a man; it was a busy New York broker, moved by buzzing wheels and uncoiling springs.

the green door o henry перевод на русский

Pitcher, confidential clerk in the office of Harvey Maxwell, broker, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise to visit his usually expressionless countenance when his employer briskly entered at half past nine in company with his young lady stenographer. The young lady had been Maxwell's stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way that was decidedly unstenographic. She forewent the pomp of the alluring pompadour. She wore no doors, bracelets or lockets. She had not the air of being about to accept an invitation to luncheon. Her dress was grey and plain, but it fitted her figure with fidelity and discretion. In her neat black turban hat was the gold-green wing of a macaw. On this morning she was softly and shyly radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her cheeks genuine peachblow, her henry a happy one, tinged with reminiscence. Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed a difference in her ways this morning. Instead of going straight into the adjoining room, where her desk was, she lingered, slightly irresolute, in the outer office. Once she moved over by Maxwell's desk, near enough for him to be aware of her presence. The machine sitting at that desk was no longer a man; it was a busy New York broker, moved by buzzing wheels and uncoiling springs. His opened mail lay like a bank of stage snow on his crowded desk. His keen grey eye, impersonal and brusque, flashed upon her half impatiently. Maxwell say anything yesterday about engaging another stenographer? I notified the agency yesterday afternoon to the over a few samples this morning. He who has been denied the spectacle of a busy Manhattan broker during a rush of business is handicapped for the profession of anthropology. And this day was Harvey Maxwell's busy day. The ticker began to reel out jerkily its fitful coils of tape, the desk telephone had a chronic attack of buzzing. Men began to throng into the office and call at him over the railing, jovially, sharply, viciously, excitedly. Messenger boys ran in and out with messages and telegrams. The clerks in the office jumped green like sailors during a storm. Even Pitcher's face relaxed into something resembling animation.

O.Henry's - After Twenty Years - Short film
Hedges goes out drinking with two younger friends, Merriam and Wade. Lost on Dress Parade 2,350 words Mr. She was beautiful in a way that was decidedly unstenographic. His estate sold the property after he died from a heart attack in the early 1990s. He talks to his friend Bonifacio in a nearby cell. But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines. There is no harm in observing this restriction, but expecting it of others is unrealistic.