When I heard ‘Be happy’ in calls to prayer

It struck me as an evil lure.

So I told the angel my personal myths;

They seemed to me more pure.

Қулоғимга ол бахт, деб эшитилган

Азонларни шайтоний деб ўйладим.

Шунинг учун бахт берган малакка

Турли-туман афсоналар сўйладим.

The boy went out. They had eaten with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark. He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them. He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed. He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and the long golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and the great brown mountains. He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats come riding through it. He smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa that the land breeze brought at morning.

Бола кетди. Улар чироқ ёқмасдан овқатланишганидан, чол қоронғида ечиниб ётди. У кийимларига газетани ҳам қўшиб ўраб, ёстиқ ўрнига бошига қўйди. Чол одеялига бурканиб, каравотнинг қуруқ пружиналарига ташлаб қўйилган эски газеталар устига чўзилди. У ётди-ю, ухлаб қолди. Уйқусида ёшлик чоғлари ўтган Африка, унинг узун, олтин қирғоқлари ва кўзни қамаштиргудек оппоқ саёзликлар, юксак қоя ва ҳай-батли қўнғир тоғлар тушига кирди. Энди у яна ҳар кеча уйқусида шу қирғоқларга қўнар, уввос билан отилган тўлқинларнинг шовқинини эшитар ва ерлилар тушган қайиқни тўлқин қирғоққа қандай суриб бораётганини кўриб турарди. Тушида у ҳамон палубадан чиқаётган лос ва смола исини туяр, димоғига эрталабки шамол қирғоқдан олиб келган Африка нафаси уриларди.

A mounted policeman (unmounted for Klondike service) joined the group and heard Imber's wish repeated. He was a stalwart young fellow, broad-shouldered, deep-chested, legs cleanly built and stretched wide apart, and tall though Imber was, he towered above him by half a head. His eyes were cool, and gray, and steady, and he carried himself with the peculiar confidence of power that is bred of blood and tradition. His splendid masculinity was emphasized by his excessive boyishness,--he was a mere lad,--and his smooth cheek promised a blush as willingly as the cheek of a maid.

Қироллик отлиқ полициясидан миршаб етиб келди (Клондайкда улар отсиз юришади), у ҳам Имбернинг талабини эшитди. Миршаб кенг яғринли, девкор, оёқлари бақувват давангир эди; Имбер қанча новча бўлмасин, миршаб ундан ярим калла баланд эди. Кўзлари совуқ ва кўк, нигоҳи теран, келбатидан ҳув, ўша асрлар оша аждодлардан ўтиб келаётган ўз кучига бўлган ишонч ёғилиб турарди. Қойилмақом жасорати ёшини яшириб турарди – у ҳали ёш бола эди, силлиқ ёноқларида қизиллик қизалоқнинг юзидаги каби тезлик-ла югурарди.

31. And when she heard of their gossip, she invited them, and prepared for them a banquet, and she gave each one of them a knife. She said, “Come out before them.” And when they saw him, they marveled at him, and cut their hands. They said, “Good God, this is not a human, this must be a precious angel.”

Уларнинг макри ҳақида эшитган вақтда, уларга одам юбориб чақирди. Уларга суяниб ўтирадиган жой тайёрлади. Ва ҳар бирларига пичоқ берди. Сўнгра (Юсуфга): «Уларнинг олдига чиқ!» деди. Уни кўрган чоғларида лол қолдилар, қўлларини кесдилар. Ва: «Ё пок Парвардигоро! Бу башар эмас! Бу карамли фариштанинг ўзи-ку!» дейишди.