Variant №1 I. Answer the following questions

5. Nobody forced him to do the job; he himself expres­sed the desire to do it.
6. One day Rogen Kanible was told that his daughter had secretly married one of the actors of his company.


III. Translate the following passage into Uzbek.
'I had an aunt once who appeared in drawing room comedies. She was doing a Noel Coward at Richmond Theatre, Hay Fever, I think, when a man in the front row dropped dead. She was very put out, because there was a practical meal in the second act and she was starving. They had to halt the show while the St John's Ambulance Brigade carried the corpse out, and she complained to the house manager that her food had got cold. Heartless and selfish, you see. Do you want a gummy bear? They're a bit past their sell-by date but that just improves the flavour.' He seductively waved a paper packet at Banbury.


VARIANT № 12
I. Answer the following questions.
1. Give information about syntactic and morphologic correspondences
2. What is word for word translation? Explain with examples.
3. What is semantic translation?


II. Translate the sentences and make comments on the ways of their translation according to lexical and grammatical problems of translation.
1. In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains.
2. Don't keep on asking silly questions.
3. To his great surprise he discovered that his wife's trinkets he thought valueless proved to be worth of a fortune.
4. The last thing he saw in the room before the green door closed was her smile.
5. Better see rightly on a pound a week than squint on a million. The question was how to get the pound a week.
6. When she came into the room it was empty and the bed hadn't been slept in.


III. Translate the following passage into Uzbek.
When she was seven years old, she had been sitting in the public area of the old cop shop in Bow Street, waiting for her mother to come off duty, when a distressed young man walked in and cut his wrists with a straight razor, right in front of her. The scarlet ribbons that unfurled from his scraggy white arms were shocking, certainly, but she'd been fascinated by the trail of blood splashes he left as he walked on through the hall, because for two weeks before that, she had been seeing their pattern whenever she shut her eyes. His death seemed to clear the problem; her sleep that night was deep and dreamless.