4. Look through the following sentences and recall the episode in the story, in which the following feeling/behavior/reaction was expressed.

1) How proud Elizabeth would have been of her daughter today, but no prouder than his own mother.

Harry knew better than anyone the sacrifices Emma had made to meet the impossibly high standards Professor Feldman set himself and his students, and he had expected even more from Emma, as he had made clear over the years. As she left the stage to warm applause, her navy hood in place, like all the students before her, she hurled her mortar board joyfully into the air, the sign that her undergraduate days were behind her. 138 She could only wonder what her dear mother would have made of such behaviour from a 36-year-old English lady, and in public. Harry’s gaze moved from his wife to the distinguished professor of business studies, who was seated on the stage only a couple of places away from the university president. Cyrus Feldman made no attempt to hide his feelings when it came to his star pupil. He was the first on his feet to applaud Emma, and the last to sit down. Harry often marvelled at how his wife could subtly make powerful men, from Pulitzer Prize-winners to company chairmen, bend to her will, just as her mother had done before her. How proud Elizabeth would have been of her daughter today, but no prouder than his own mother, because Maisie had experienced every bit as painful a journey before she could place the letters BA after her name. Harry and Emma had dined with Professor Feldman and his long-suffering wife Ellen the previous evening. Feldman hadn’t been able to take his eyes off Emma, and had even suggested that she should return to Stanford and, under his personal supervision, complete a thesis for a PhD.

2) ‘Typical man’s reaction.’

‘What have you two been plotting behind my back?’ asked Harry. ‘If Jessica is good enough, and her art teacher assures me she is, the school want her to apply for a place at the Royal College of Art, or the Slade School of Fine Art.’ ‘Didn’t Miss Fielding go to the Slade?’ ‘Yes, and she regularly reminds me that Jessica is a far better artist at the age of fifteen than she was in her diploma year.’ ‘That must be a bit galling.’ ‘Typical man’s reaction. Actually, Miss Fielding is only interested in seeing Jessica fulfil her potential. She wants her to be the first girl from Red Maids’ to win a place at the Royal College.’ ‘That would be quite a double,’ said Harry, ‘as Seb’s the first boy from Beechcroft Abbey to win the top scholarship to Cambridge.’

3) Emma leant over to give him a kiss on the cheek.

‘They must love you on the board of Barrington’s,’ said Harry as he carried out her instruction. ‘By the way, just in case you’ve forgotten, my latest book is coming out next week.’ ‘Are they sending you anywhere interesting to promote it?’ ‘I’m speaking at a Yorkshire Post literary lunch on Friday, and I’m told they’ve sold so many tickets they’ve had to move it from a local hotel to the York racecourse.’ Emma leant over to give him a kiss on the cheek. ‘Congratulations, my darling!’ ‘Nothing to do with me, I’m afraid, because I’m not the only speaker.’ ‘Tell me the name of your rival so I can have him killed.’ ‘Her name is Agatha Christie.’ ‘So is William Warwick at last proving a challenger to Hercule Poirot?’

4) Harry laughed as he brought the car to a halt outside the Manor House, and was delighted to see Jessica sitting on the top step, waiting for them.

‘It will be wonderful to have Seb back for the summer. Perhaps we should throw a party for him before he goes to Cambridge. Give him a chance to meet some girls.’ ‘He’ll have more than enough time for girls. I think it’s a crying shame that the government’s ending National Service. Seb would make a fine officer, and it would be the making of him to take responsibility for other men.’ ‘You’re not middle-aged,’ said Emma as they turned into the drive, ‘you’re positively prehistoric.’ 141 Harry laughed as he brought the car to a halt outside the Manor House, and was delighted to see Jessica sitting on the top step, waiting for them. ‘Where’s Seb?’ was Emma’s first question as she climbed out of the car and gave Jessica a hug. ‘He didn’t come back from school yesterday. Perhaps he went straight to Barrington Hall and spent the night with Uncle Giles.’ ‘I thought Giles was in London,’ said Harry. ‘I’ll give him a call and find out if they can both join us for dinner.’ Harry climbed the steps and went into the house. He picked up the phone in the hall and dialled a local number.

5) Harry stifled a laugh, and was only glad that Emma couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation.

‘Rusticated?’ ‘I’m afraid so, Mr Clifton. I fear I was left with little choice.’ ‘But what did he do to deserve that?’ ‘Several minor offences, including smoking.’ ‘And any major offences?’ ‘He was caught drinking in his study with a serving maid.’ ‘And that was considered worthy of rustication?’ ‘I might have turned a blind eye, as it was the last week of term, but unfortunately neither of them had any clothes on.’ Harry stifled a laugh, and was only glad that Emma couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation. ‘When he reported to me the following day, I told him that after some deliberation, and having consulted his housemaster, I was left with no choice but to rusticate him. I then gave him a letter which I asked him to pass on to you. It’s clear that he has not done so.’

6) Harry smiled at the thought of the captain being taken ill during the flight.

A few moments later, the first passengers began to make their way on to the plane, and for the next twenty minutes they located their seats, placed their bags in the overhead lockers, shed their coats, and some of them their jackets, settled themselves down, enjoyed a glass of champagne, clicked on their seat belts, selected a newspaper or magazine, and waited for the words, ‘This is your captain speaking.’ Harry smiled at the thought of the captain being taken ill during the flight and Miss Carrick running back to ask him for his assistance. How would she react when he told her that he’d served in the British merchant navy and the US army, but never the air force? The plane taxied on to the runway, but Harry didn’t unlock his briefcase until they were in the air and the captain had turned off the seat-belt sign. He pulled out a thick file, opened it and began to study its contents, as if he was preparing for an exam.

7) Harry heaved a sigh of relief when the man shrugged and walked unsteadily back towards his seat at the front of the cabin.

‘Have we met before, old chap?’ Harry quickly closed the file and looked up at a middle-aged man who clearly lived on ‘expenses’ lunches. He was clinging to the headrest of the empty seat next to him with one hand, while holding a glass of red wine in the other. ‘I don’t think so,’ said Harry. ‘I could have sworn we had,’ the man said, peering down at him. ‘Perhaps I’ve mistaken you for someone else.’ Harry heaved a sigh of relief when the man shrugged and walked unsteadily back towards his seat at the front of the cabin. He was just about to open the file again and continue his background study of Martinez, when the man turned round and made his way slowly back towards him. ‘Are you famous?’ Harry laughed. ‘That’s most unlikely. As you can see, I’m a BOAC pilot, and have been for the past twelve years.’

8) He was relieved to find that Mr Bolton wasn’t lurking in the corridor…

His appointment with the ambassador wasn’t until ten o’clock, and he knew from his notes that it would take only ten to fifteen minutes to reach the embassy on foot. He would have gone for a walk and looked for a café but for one of Sir Alan’s repeated instructions: no unnecessary exposure. Nevertheless, he decided to leave a little early and walk slowly. He was relieved to find that Mr Bolton wasn’t lurking in the corridor, the lift or the lobby, and he managed to make it out of the hotel without a further encounter.

9) ‘You must be joking,’ said Diego.

‘The ambassador’s personal secretary rang to apologize. She told me they hadn’t received replies to a number of the invitations that had been sent out by post, and assumed they’d gone astray. In fact she said if you get another one in the mail, please ignore it.’ ‘Damned postal service,’ said Martinez. He passed the invitation to his son, and began to read the ambassador’s letter. ‘As you can see from the card,’ said Martinez, ‘I can take a guest. Would you like to join me?’ ‘You must be joking,’ said Diego. ‘I’d rather fall to my knees during high mass at the cathedral than be seen bowing and scraping at an English garden party.’ ‘Then perhaps I’ll take young Sebastian with me. After all, he is the grandson of a lord, so there’s no harm in giving the impression that I’m well connected with the British aristocracy.’ ‘Where is the boy now?’ ‘I’ve booked him into the Royal Hotel for a couple of days.’

10) The ambassador smiled, pleased that the first part of the operation had gone so smoothly.

The ambassador glanced over the president’s shoulder, checking that the prime minister, the mayor and Mr Martinez were all planted in their correct positions. He noticed that Martinez couldn’t take his eyes off the princess. He gave Becky a nod, and she immediately stepped forward, took her place behind Sebastian, and whispered, ‘Mr Clifton?’ He swung round. ‘Yes?’ he said, surprised anyone knew his name. ‘I’m the ambassador’s private secretary. He has asked if you would be kind enough to come with me.’ ‘Shall I let Don Pedro know?’ ‘No,’ said Becky firmly. ‘This will only take a few minutes.’ Sebastian looked uncertain, but followed her as she weaved her way through the chattering crowd of morning suits and cocktail dresses, and entered the embassy by a side door that was being held open for her. The ambassador smiled, pleased that the first part of the operation had gone so smoothly.

11) ‘Humbled,’ said Martinez.

Once the princess had disappeared out of sight, Martinez turned and beckoned Sebastian to join him. ‘I was the fourth person to meet the princess,’ were his opening words. ‘Only the president, the prime minister and the mayor were presented before me.’ ‘What a great honour, sir,’ said Sebastian, as if he’d witnessed the whole encounter. ‘You must be very proud.’ ‘Humbled,’ said Martinez. ‘This has been one of the great days of my life. Do you know,’ he added, ‘I think Her Majesty agreed to have dinner with me when I’m next in London.’

5. Here are some common phrasal verbs which you can use in everyday communication. Look through column 1 and say which phrasal verbs are familiar to you. Match phrasal verbs with their definitions. Think of their Russian equivalents. Recall the situations they were used in.

to break up	(of a school) to close for the holidays	Закрыться на каникулы	‘Dr Banks-Williams speaking.’ ‘Headmaster, it’s Harry Clifton. I’m sorry to bother you after the school has broken up, but I wondered if you had any idea where my son Sebastian might be.’ ‘I’ve no idea, Mr Clifton. I haven’t seen him since he was rusticated earlier in the week.’ ‘Rusticated?’
to bear up	to remain cheerful and show courage in spite of problems	Справляться, стойко держаться	‘How’s Emma bearing up?’ ‘Not well. She fears the worst as each hour passes.’ ‘And Jessica?’ ‘Inconsolable.’ ‘I’ll call you the moment I hear anything.’
to fit in	to belong or conform, esp after adjustment	Вписываться	‘Forgive me for interrupting,’ said Emma, ‘but how does Sebastian fit into all of this?’ ‘He didn’t, Mrs Clifton, until last week, when he turned up unannounced at forty-four Eaton Square, and his friend Bruno invited him to stay.’ ‘I’ve met Bruno a couple of times,’ said Harry, ‘and I thought he was a charming young man.’
to go about	to busy oneself with, to tackle (a problem or task)	Заниматься	‘But there must be a risk that Seb could be sacrificed, like a pawn on a chessboard you have no control over.’ ‘That won’t happen as long as he remains oblivious to what’s going on. We’re convinced that without your son’s help, Martinez can’t hope to move that amount of money. Sebastian is our one chance of finding out how he intends to go about it.’
to take off	to leave the ground and begin to fly (aircraft)	Взлететь	‘The first leg of the flight should take about seven hours,’ said the stewardess. ‘Can I get you a drink before we take off, captain?’
to pull out	to extract	Вытащить	The plane taxied on to the runway, but Harry didn’t unlock his briefcase until they were in the air and the captain had turned off the seat-belt sign. He pulled out a thick file, opened it and began to study its contents, as if he was preparing for an exam.
to lock up	to put smb in prison or a secure psychiatric hospital	Заточить, запереть, закрыть (в тюрьме)	While he was locked up, he shared a cell with Juan Delgado, a minor criminal who’d spent more years behind bars than on the outside. After Martinez had served his sentence, he joined Juan’s gang and quickly became one of his most trusted lieutenants. When Juan was arrested yet again and returned to jail, Martinez was left in charge of his dwindling empire.
to take up on	to accept smb’s offer or invitation	Согласиться, принять предложение, поймать на слове	‘The Lizard has the best tango dancers, but I’m told the Majestic has the finest cuisine, not that I’ve ever experienced it. The crew usually end up at the Matador Club on Independence Avenue. So if you and your brother find you’ve got time on your hands, you’d be welcome to join us.’ ‘Thank you,’ said Harry as the bus drew up outside the hotel. ‘I might just take you up on that.’ He carried Annabel’s case into the hotel.
to stub out	to put out a cigarette by pressing it against something hard	Затушить	The ambassador bowed. ‘We’re ready, ma’am, whenever you are.’ ‘Then let’s get on with it, shall we?’ said the princess, taking one last puff before stubbing out her cigarette in the nearest ashtray.