Упражнение 9. Определите значение и вид независимого оборота. Переведите на русский язык

1) Sometimes he looked like a little boy, his lips pushed out. 2) He had engineered his injury, every elaborate step leading up to it. 3) He sat inside a kind of barricade — his bag on one chair, his suit coat on another.
4) Then, his wallet empty, he went shopping and invited people to dinner. 5) I saw Rocky grope feebly for the table, a look of relief coming into the poor chappie's face. 6) There was no money, Hilbert having used all he possessed. 7) His exams over, Adam came home. 8) He reminds me a bit of Dave, he being on the lorries too. 9) Ann sitting in the crook of his arm, he picked up the paper, stomach clutching, heart making it apparent to him that he possessed a heart in there in the cage of his ribs, sensations he had every morning now. 10) This was unknown to Dean Miller, it having happened twenty-seven years before he was born. 11) In fact, Japan has one of the most generous maternity and childcare policies, with childcare leave being mandatory for mothers, and healthcare for infants as well as expectant mothers being free. 12) He recalled his childhood as a glassed-in place, with grown-ups rushing past talking to him, making changes. 13) She was looking ahead of her at Betty walking towards them with Kelly in the carriage and Karen walking alongside. 14) It was a gloomy, gray November day with leaves trailing about everywhere. 15) I recognized every hedgerow as a refuge where I had panted my lungs out, with the grass going in and out of focus. 16) He observed her reflectively, his face troubled. 17) After a light supper they adjourned to the library for coffee and liqueurs, their conversation revolving round the war. 18) He passed a line of cars, their windows opaque, their gleaming surfaces bouncing back the rain in shallow explosions. 19) My great-grandfather's "good old days" were the 1920s, a time when there were public rose gardens, with bushes imported directly from Kew Gardens in London. 20) She stood glaring straight in front of her, the driver escalating into curses, horns blowing, other drivers shouting. 21) He sat next to Macon, his keg-shaped body alert with expectation. 22) With Esther being such an appreciative audience Penny found herself doing most of the talking as they ate.

Упражнение 10. Найдите причастия и причастные обороты, определите их синтаксическую функцию и способ перевода. Переведите тексты на русский язык,

Unromantic

At her friend's house a young girl meets a sailor who has escaped a shipwreck. Being eager to hear a thrilling story of a storm at sea she asks him: "How did you feel when tossed by the sea waves?" "Wet, miss, very wet!" he answers, unwilling to go into particulars.

A pun on Donne

In his youth John Donne (the famous English 16th century poet) married the daughter of a rich family without waiting for her father's consent. Having learnt of his daughter's elopement, the father flew into a violent rage. He not only denied his daughter any allowance but threatened to cut her off with a shilling. Having been told that the father refused to see them and that they were now penniless, the young couple returned home in very low spirits. The young husband in despair sat down at the table and wrote the following note: "John Donne, Anne Donne, undone." The note, being given to the angry father, had the desired effect and the young people were restored to his favour.

No seats to be got

Doctor Johnson having a great contempt for all members of the theatrical profession, actors would never expect any kindness on his part. Nevertheless he is said to have complimented Mrs. Siddons, the great English actress, in his own particular way. Some very important matters urging her to do it, Mrs. Siddons called on her famous contemporary one day. But, as a guest was a rare thing at his place, Doctor Johnson could not immediately provide her with a chair.

"You see, madam, wherever you go there are no seats to be got!" said the master of the house, the celebrated actress blushing with pleasure at the unexpected homage to her talent.

Mackintosh

You certainly know that a waterproof coat is often called a mackintosh. But perhaps you don't know that the word is a surname.

In the year 1823 in Scotland there lived a man whose name was Charles Mackintosh. The climate of his country being rainy, he would often get drenched to the skin and heartily disliked it. One day, having some rubber at his disposal, he decided to rubberize his coat. Now he could walk outdoors in any weather, his rubberized coat protecting him from the rain. Most of his friends and the friends of his friends admired the waterproof coat and wanted to have their own coats rubberized likewise. Soon tradesmen took up his invention. Waterproof coats became all the fashion and a staple product of the town, the name of the inventor, though not the inventor himself, getting a world-wide popularity.

5.He drifts away, remembering sophomore year and the old Mercury he'd bought from Elvin Marsdale in French House. A big, top-heavy brute of a car, it had broken down constantly, forcing him to spend as much time in junkyards looking for parts as on the road. When, finally, his tuned ear told him the engine itself was dying--inexorable death from the inside, rings totally worn, valves gasping, driveshaft groaning--he'd sold it to an ignorant graduate student at a slight profit.

For awhile he had no car, and then an extraordinary piece of luck occurred--he won a Ford convertible in a lottery, a new model full equipped with accessories, white walls, and a St. Christopher's medal. He suspected fraud, a telephone prank on the part of his classmates, but when he showed up at the rectory of an enormous church in downtown New Haven the car was indeed there, parked in an inner courtyard, and when he handed over the lottery ticket a fat priest gave him a set of keys, the registration, and a slap on the back. In the courtyard he walked around the car several times. The chrome gleamed with almost unbearable intensity. He could see a distorted image of himself in the waxed black body, his face slipping like oil over the curved surfaces. He was afraid to touch the car. When he got in he was afraid to start the engine. He stared at his eyes in the mirror (familiar blue--he was apparently there) for several moments before adjusting the glass. Then he pushed the seat back a couple of notches, turned the ignition, and rolled slowly out of the courtyard and onto the street.

The car became his in time, of course, but it was never entirely his. There was an aura of the supernatural clinging to it until the end, until trade-in. In dreams the fat priest asked for it back. He treated the car badly. (from "Midair" by Frank Conroy)