| - Я разрешаю тебе угостить меня обедом. |
| But I won't let you sleep with me.' | Но спать со мной все равно не разрешу. |
| 'Who asked you?' Yossarian asked with surprise. | - А кто тебя об этом просит? - удивленно спросил Йоссариан. |
| ' You don't want to sleep with me?' | - Ты не хочешь спать со мной? |
| ' I don't want to buy you dinner.' | - Я не хочу угощать тебя обедом. |
| She pulled him out of the night club into the street and down a flight of steps into a black-market restaurant filled with lively, chirping, attractive girls who all seemed to know each other and with the self-conscious military officers from different countries who had come there with them. The food was elegant and expensive, and the aisles were overflowing with great streams of flushed and merry proprietors, all stout and balding. | Она вытащила его из ночного клуба на улицу, потом они спустились по лестнице в ресторан, где кормили по ценам черного рынка. Ресторан был набит хорошенькими, оживленно щебечущими девушками, которые, казалось, давно были знакомы друг с другом. Их привели сюда самодовольные офицеры в мундирах чуть ли не всех союзнических армий. |
| The bustling interior radiated with enormous, engulfing waves of fun and warmth. Yossarian got a tremendous kick out of the rude gusto with which Luciana ignored him completely while she shoveled away her whole meal with both hands. | В зале было шумно. Смех и тепло, казалось, волнами перекатывались над головами. |
| She ate like a horse until the last plate was clean, and then she placed her silverware down with an air of conclusion and settled back lazily in her chair with a dreamy and congested look of sated gluttony. She drew a deep, smiling, contented breath and regarded him amorously with a melting gaze. | Лючана уплетала обед со зверским аппетитом и не обращала на Йоссариана никакого внимания, покуда не очистила последнюю тарелку. Насытившись, она положила вилку и нож, словно ставя точку, и лениво откинулась в кресле. |
| 'Okay, Joe,' she purred, her glowing dark eyes drowsy and grateful. 'Now I will let you sleep with me.' | - Прекрасно, Джо, - промурлыкала она. В ее черных, слегка подернутых дремотой глазах светилась признательность. |
| ' My name is Yossarian.' | - Меня зовут Йоссариан. |
| 'Okay, Yossarian,' she answered with a soft repentant laugh. | - Прекрасно, Йоссариан, - ответила она с виноватым смешком. |
| 'Now I will let you sleep with me.' 'Who asked you?' said Yossarian. Luciana was stunned. 'You don't want to sleep with me?' Yossarian nodded emphatically, laughing, and shot his hand up under her dress. The girl came to life with a horrified start. She jerked her legs away from him instantly, whipping her bottom around. Blushing with alarm and embarrassment, she pushed her skirt back down with a number of prim, sidelong glances about the restaurant. 'Now I will let you sleep with me,' she explained cautiously in a manner of apprehensive indulgence. |