Учебное пособие по английскому языку для студентов неязыковых вузов специальности "Государственное и муниципальное управление". Касторнова О.Н. - 43 стр.

         excellent one. It will probably3 cost you a dollar or two”.
                “What is the story?” I asked impatiently.
                “It’s a girl. A real beauty. She had lived in a village for twenty years and
         has never seen New York before. I happened to meet her in the street. I was
         passing by4 when she addressed me and asked where she could find George
         Brown. Asked me where she could find George Brown in New York! She comes
         from a little village and has seen nothing in her life but farms. I talked to her.
         She told me she was going to marry a farmer next week. But there had been a
         certain George Brown who had left the village some years ago and gone to the
         city to earn money.
                He never returned to the village. But before marrying the farmer, Ada –
         her name is Ada – wants to find George Brown and to have a talk with him as
         she seems to care for him still. That is why she has come to New York…I
         couldn’t leave her alone. She told me that she had spent all her money and that
         she didn’t know what to do and where to go. So I took her to a boarding house
         and left her there. I want you to come with me to see her.”
                “What nonsense5 you are talking, Tripp”, said I. “I thought you said you
         had a ploy of a story.”
                “Oh, it will make a story, I assure you,” said Tripp. “You can describe the
         girl and add a lot about true love – well, you know how to do it and it will cost
         you only four dollars.”
                “How will it cost me four dollars?” I asked.
                “One dollar to the landlady6 in the boarding house7,” Ttripp answered,
         “and two dollars to pay the girl’s cost home.”
                “And the fourth dollar?” I asked.
                “One dollar to me,” said Tripp, “for whisky. Are you coming?”
                There was nothing to be done but I said to myself that Tripp would never
         persuade me to give him his dollar for whisky. Angrily I went with him to the
         boarding house. Tripp was right; she was a beauty. We found Ada comfortably
         sitting in an armchair and crying. She told me everything. When she spoke about
         George Brown tears came to her eyes. What could I do? I was not George.
                  “George and I”, she went on, “loved each other. When he was nineteen –
         that was six years ago – he left the village and went to New York to earn money.
         He said he would come back for me. But I never heard from him any more. On
         the day we parted George and I cut a cent into two pieces. I took one piece and
         he took the other, and we promised to be devoted to each other. Something has
         happened to him, I am sure. It certainly was very silly of me to come here
         looking for him. I never even thought what a big place New York is.”
                And then Tripp and I told her how important it was for her to stop looking
         for the unlucky George and to return home at once.
         I paid the landlady a dollar, and the three of us left the boarding house. I bought
         a ticket and a red rose for Ada. We saw her off. And then Tripp and I looked at
         each other. Tripp seemed even more unhappy than usual.


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