A piece of soap (after H. Munro)Nor

A piece of soap (after H. Munro)Norman Gortsby was sitting on a bench hidden behind the bushes in Hyde Park. It was a warm May evening. The sun had already set and it was rather dark, but he could still make out the faces of the people who were walk ing past him and hear the sound of their voices. He was a philosopher, and liked sitting in the Park watching people whom he didn’t know. While he was wondering who they were and where they were going, a young man came up to the bench, gave a quick look at him and threw himself down by his side. The newcomer was well-dressed and looked like a gentleman. His face was sad and he sighed deeply.

“You don’t seem to be in a very good mood,” said Norman. The young man was silent. He only looked at Norman again and there was an expression in his eyes that Norman didn’t like.

“I really don’t know how it all happened.” he began at last, “but I’ve done the silliest thing that I’ve ever do ne in my life.” He spoke in a low voice, almost in a whis per.

“Yes?” said Norman cofdfy.

"I came to London this afternoon,” the young man went on. “I had a meal at the hotel, sent a letter to my people, giving them the address and then went out to buy a piece of soap. They are supposed to give you soap at the hotel but it’s always so bad that I decided to buy some for myself. I bought it, had a drink at a bar, and looked at the shops. When I wanted to go back to the hotel,

Результаты (каталанский) 2:

Un tros de sabó (després d'H Munro) Norman Gortsby estava assegut en un banc ocults darrere dels arbustos a Hyde Park. Era una càlida nit de maig. El sol ja s'havia posat i que era bastant fosc, però encara podia distingir les cares de les persones que estaven ING peu al seu costat i escoltar el so de les seves veus. Va ser un filòsof, i li agrada que se senti al parc mirant a la gent a la qual no coneixia. Mentre es preguntava qui eren i on anaven, un jove es va acostar a la banqueta, va donar un ràpid cop d'ull a ell i es va deixar caure al seu costat. El nouvingut era ben vestida i semblava un cavaller. La seva cara estava trist i va sospirar profundament.

"No sembla estar en un estat d'ànim molt bo", va dir Norman. El jove va romandre en silenci. Ell es va limitar a Norman de nou i havia una expressió en els ulls que Norman no li agradava.

"Realment no sé com va succeir tot." Va començar per fi, "però he fet el més ximple que jo alguna vegada ha fer ne en la meva vida. "parlava en veu baixa, gairebé en un whis per.

" Sí? ", va dir Norman cofdfy.

" vaig venir a Londres aquesta tarda ", el jove va continuar." tenia una menjar a l'hotel, va enviar una carta al meu poble, donant-los la direcció i després va sortir a comprar un tros de sabó. se suposa que li donarà el sabó a l'hotel però sempre és tan dolenta que em vaig decidir a comprar una mica per a mi . el vaig comprar, tenia una beguda en un bar, i es veia en les botigues. Quan volia anar de tornada a l'hotel,