‘Never mind,’ she said, her basket

‘Never mind,’ she said, her basket now full, and she strode off down the aisle without looking back. Oliver watched her go and sighed. He never seemed to have much luck with girls. Maybe that was just what he needed to show his mother how grown up he was. He turned back to his own trolley and began to push it. Maybe if she came to dinner and he introduced her to an intelligent, charming young woman then she would stop calling him every day to check he was okay. As Oliver thought about this possibility, something caught his eye and he stopped his trolley. There was a red leather purse on top of his shopping. It must have come out of the girl’s basket and landed in his trolley. Oliver quickly glanced around, looking for the girl. She wouldn’t be able to pay for her shopping. He picked up the purse, left his trolley and sprinted towards the line of checkouts.

When he got there, he scanned the lines of customers waiting to pay. There were about a dozen queues, but Oliver couldn’t see the girl in any of them. Thinking that she must still be shopping somewhere in the supermarket, Oliver turned to go and find her when he suddenly heard a familiar voice at the front of the queue next to him.

‘I’m sure I had it here a minute ago. I want to speak to the manager. I think it’s been stolen. It must be someone in this supermarket because I know … ‘

She stopped as she realised that Oliver was standing next to her, holding her purse out towards her.

‘Lost something?’ Oliver asked.

The girl smiled, then recognised Oliver and frowned, before her expression softened again and she took the purse with a faint smile on her lips.

‘Thanks,’ she said quietly.

Результаты (русский) 1:

‘Never mind,’ she said, her basket now full, and she strode off down the aisle without looking back. Oliver watched her go and sighed. He never seemed to have much luck with girls. Maybe that was just what he needed to show his mother how grown up he was. He turned back to his own trolley and began to push it. Maybe if she came to dinner and he introduced her to an intelligent, charming young woman then she would stop calling him every day to check he was okay. As Oliver thought about this possibility, something caught his eye and he stopped his trolley. There was a red leather purse on top of his shopping. It must have come out of the girl’s basket and landed in his trolley. Oliver quickly glanced around, looking for the girl. She wouldn’t be able to pay for her shopping. He picked up the purse, left his trolley and sprinted towards the line of checkouts.When he got there, he scanned the lines of customers waiting to pay. There were about a dozen queues, but Oliver couldn’t see the girl in any of them. Thinking that she must still be shopping somewhere in the supermarket, Oliver turned to go and find her when he suddenly heard a familiar voice at the front of the queue next to him.‘I’m sure I had it here a minute ago. I want to speak to the manager. I think it’s been stolen. It must be someone in this supermarket because I know … ‘She stopped as she realised that Oliver was standing next to her, holding her purse out towards her.«Что-то потерял?» Oliver спросил.Девушка улыбнулась, затем признали Oliver и нахмурилась, прежде чем ее выражение смягченный снова и она взяла кошелек с слабый улыбкой на губах.«Спасибо,» она говорит тихо.

Результаты (русский) 3:

"неважно", - говорит она, ее корзину сейчас полностью, и она перешагнула из по проходу без оглядки.оливер наблюдал, как ей уйти, и вздохнула.он никогда не казалось очень повезло с девочками.может быть, это было только то, что ему нужно показать его мать, как он вырос.он вернулся к своей собственной тележки и стали толкать его.может, если бы она пришла на ужин, и он представил ее интеллектуальный, очаровательная молодая женщина, то она не называл его каждый день, чтобы проверить, он был в порядке.как оливер мысль о такой возможности, что - то привлекло его глаза, и он перестал его тележки.там был красную кожаную сумку на вершине его в магазин.оно должно быть из девочки корзина, и приземлился в тележке.оливер быстро посмотрел вокруг, в поисках девочки.она не в состоянии заплатить за ее за покупками.он забрал сумочку, оставил тележки и убежала в направлении линии checkouts.когда он пришел, он просканировал линии клиентов ждать платить.было около десятка очередей, но оливер не мог видеть девушку в любом из них.думаю, что она должна быть еще магазин где - то в супермаркете, оливер стал идти и найти ее, когда он внезапно услышал знакомый голос в начале очереди рядом с ним."я уверен, что я был здесь минуту назад.я хочу поговорить с менеджером.я думаю, он был украден.это должен быть кто - то в этом супермаркете, потому что я знаю... "она перестала, как она поняла, что оливер был рядом с ней, держа её сумку к ней."потерял что - то?"оливер спросил.девушка улыбнулась, потом признается оливер и морщился, прежде чем ее выражения смягчили снова, и она взяла сумочку со слабой улыбкой на губах."спасибо", - сказала она спокойно.