Kitobdan sitatalar «And Then There Were None / И никого не стало. Книга для чтения на английском языке»

Suddenly, in spite of the heat in the carriage she shivered and wished she wasn’t going to the sea. A picture rose clearly before her mind. Cyril’s head, bobbing up and down, swimming to the rock… Up and down—up and down… And herself, swimming in easy practised strokes after him— cleaving her way through the water but knowing, only too surely, that she wouldn’t be in time… The sea—its deep warm blue—mornings spent lying out on the sands—Hugo—Hugo who had said he loved her… She must not think of Hugo… She opened her eyes and frowned across at the man opposite her. A tall man with a brown face, light eyes set rather close together and an arrogant, almost cruel mouth. She thought to herself: I bet he’s been to some interesting parts of the world and seen some interesting things…