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Итак, конструктор pwp-драбблов, он же цитатник по рассказам Э.У. Хорнунга, том первый. Собственно, некоторые тексты можно было бы выкладывать хоть целиком х) Enjoy!


The Ides of March

“To tell you the truth, though, I half thought you meant it, and I was never more fascinated in my life. I never dreamt you had such stuff in you, Bunny!”

One of his hands fell kindly on my shoulder, while the other slipped into my overcoat pocket, and I suffered him to deprive me of my weapon without a murmur. [...] so far therefore from resisting his action, I caught and clasped his hand with a fervor as uncontrollable as the frenzy which had preceded it.

“Think of anything you like, and I’ll do it!” слэшеры лихорадочно начали to think

Again I see him, leaning back in one of the luxurious chairs with which his room was furnished. I see his indolent, athletic figure; his pale, sharp, clean-shaven features; his curly black hair; his strong, unscrupulous mouth рот без моральных убеждений? о боги х)). And again I feel the clear beam of his wonderful eye, cold and luminous as a star, shining into my brain—sifting the very secrets of my heart.

“Name your crime, and I’m your man.” gross indecency by any chance?

“He must be a very intimate friend!”
“Intimate’s not the word.”

And seizing my right arm, he hurried me across the road, opened the door with his latch-key, and in another moment had shut it swiftly but softly behind us. We stood together in the dark. Outside, a measured step was approaching; we had heard it through the fog as we crossed the street; now, as it drew nearer, my companion’s fingers tightened on my arm.

But obviously Raffles and he were on exceptional terms of intimacy, and I could not but infer that they were in the habit of playing practical jokes upon each other.

“For, as a matter of fact, it’s not a one-man job.” был бы акробатом, жил бы один х))
“That settles it. I’m your man.”
“You mean it?”
“Yes—for to-night.”
“Good old Bunny!”

The truth is that I was entering into our nefarious undertaking with an involuntary zeal of which I was myself quite unconscious at the time. The romance and the peril of the whole proceeding held me spellbound and entranced.

...and a splendid bare arm plunged up to the shoulder through the aperture... и это далеко не последний раз, когда Банни чувственно фапает на кое-чьи руки ))

...nor had he looked at the silver, except to choose a cigarette case for me. и тут читатели такие: "Awwww *^_^*"

My blood froze. My heart sickened. My brain whirled. How I had liked this villain! How I had admired him! Now my liking and admiration must turn to loathing and disgust. I waited for the change. I longed to feel it in my heart. But—I longed and I waited in vain!

“But you’re the very man for me, Bunny, the—very—man! Just think how we got through to-night. Not a scratch—not a hitch!”

He was standing in front of me with a hand on either shoulder; he was smiling as he knew so well how to smile. I turned on my heel, planted my elbows on the chimney-piece, and my burning head between my hands. Next instant a still heartier hand had fallen on my back.

“I’ll do it again,” I said, through my teeth.
He shook his head. “Not you,” he said, smiling quite good-humoredly on my insane enthusiasm.
“I will,” I cried with an oath. “I’ll lend you a hand и любую другую часть тела на выбор as often as you like! What does it matter now? I’ve been in it once. I’ll be in it again. I’ve gone to the devil anyhow. I can’t go back, and wouldn’t if I could. Nothing matters another rap! When you want me, I’m your man!” занавес


A Costume Piece

And Raffles leaned towards me with a sly, slow smile that made the hidden meaning of his visit only too plain to me at last.

...and yet our intimacy was curiously incomplete. что, до сих пор?

“...a smell of Sullivans—how good they are after shag!”

Raffles would not ask me to his rooms that night. He said he made it a rule to have a long night before playing cricket and—other games. всё как у футболистов х)))


Gentlemen and Players

I was therefore much surprised when a young fellow of the exquisite type came and squeezed himself in between us, and met with a perfectly civil reception despite the liberty. и да начнётся тройничок!!

Nor had any of them a stronger or more tender hand in the slow procession to the house. я ж говорил, он ещё не раз будет фапать на руки ))


Le Premier Pas

“I haven’t told you of half the tight places I was in during a conversation that ran into hours and became dangerously intimate towards the end. You can imagine them for yourself, and then picture me picture me, я сказал! и ты же помнишь, Банни, что я перед этим разделся? spread out on my bed, getting my second wind for the big deed of the night.”


Wilful Murder

“I’ve been thinking of you and nothing else for the last hour.”

...and we went downstairs forthwith, and so to the Albany arm-in-arm.

He had been leaning back in the saddle-bag chair, watching me with keen eyes sheathed by languid lids.


Nine Points of the Law

When he wanted me I should see him soon enough.

I met him next minute at the lift gates, and he fairly pushed me back into my rooms.
“Five minutes, Bunny!” he cried. “Not a moment more.”
And he tore off his coat before flinging himself into the nearest chair.

His clear eye was upon me, bright with meaning and with mischief. многозначительный озорной взгляд

But he followed me and took my hand.


The Return Match

...was the undeniable basis of a longer spell of honesty than I had hitherto enjoyed during the term of our mutual intimacy. и уже стал было натуралом, но тут Раффлс вернулся

But his arm slid through mine, with his little laugh of light-hearted mastery. And even while I argued we were on his staircase in the Albany.
His fire had fallen low. He poked and replenished it after lighting the gas. As for me, I stood by sullenly in my overcoat until he dragged it off my back. следом полетели в окно труселя

He held the match to my cigarette; he brought me a whiskey and soda. Then he went out into the lobby, and, just as I was beginning to feel happy, I heard a bolt shot home. и тут уж я понял, что отвертеться не получится It cost me an effort to remain in that chair; next moment he was straddling another and gloating over my discomfiture across his folded arms.


The Gift of the Emperor

...a letter almost touching in the light of our past relations, in the twilight of their complete rupture.

“You’ve grown such a pious rabbit in your old age!”
My nickname and his tone went far to mollify me, other things went farther так, а вот про "other things", пожалуйста, поподробнее, but I had much to forgive him still.

I was ready to revel between bright skies and sparkling sea with the light-hearted detachment of Raffles himself. It was Raffles himself who prevented me, but not Raffles alone. It was Raffles and that Colonial minx on her way home from school. [дальше терзания ревнующего зайца на две страницы]
It is a mean thing to have to confess, but there must have been something not unlike jealousy rankling within me.

There was just that excuse for my sharing Raffles’s room. I could have had one to myself downstairs, but I must be up above. Raffles had insisted that I should insist on the point. So we were together, I think, without suspicion ага, щас , though also without any object that I could see.

It was twenty-five minutes past one when Raffles, without a stitch of clothing on his body, but with a glass phial, corked with cotton-wool, between his teeth, and a tiny screw-driver behind his ear, squirmed feet first through the ventilator over his berth.

...thereafter the intruder had climbed both ways across his shins without eliciting a groan. ужик, ять х))

“Well, I can prove that I was in my own room all night long, and I have no doubt my friend can prove the same.”
“Most certainly I can,” said I indignantly. “The ship’s boys can bear witness to that.” ещё и мальчиков каких-то втянули, извращенцы х)

I wrung that strong and cunning hand for the last time in my life. и это был последний фап на руку в этом томе

His lithe, spare body cut the sunset as cleanly and precisely as though he had plunged at his leisure from a diver’s board! вах! ♥

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