Переводчик Чернова Дарья Васильевна

A Ray of Sunshine . . . Not
The hallways of Canterlot High were bustling with students on their way to class. Kids were calling out to their friends, scribbling down last-minute answers on their homework, and grabbing their books from their lockers. The first-period
bell was just about to ring.
“Howdy, gals!” Applejack called out, bounding over to her friends as they headed
to chemistry class. “Ready for the big test?”
“I’m nervous,” admitted Fluttershy, biting her lip.
Rainbow Dash gave her an encouraging smile.
“Just remember what we studied together and you’ll do great! It’s all about
practice, after all. That’s what counts. We’ve done the drills and we’re ready for the game. Right?”
“That’s right,” agreed Pinkie Pie. “It’s just like cooking. A bit of this, a bit of that,
and, boom, cupcakes!” She giggled.
“Slow down, partner,” said Applejack. “We don’t want any explosions if we can
help it, but you’ve got the basic idea, that’s true. You throw a lot of things together and all of a sudden you have somethin’ brand-new, just like magic.”
Fluttershy took a deep breath.
“Besides,” said Rarity, reassuringly putting her arm through her friend’s, “if we
can make real magic happen when we play music together in our band, how hard can a school test be?”
Fluttershy smiled. “Maybe we can start singing together and pony up during the exam!”
“Whoa!” said Applejack. “That’s only for special occasions. We all know that.”
The girls nodded, suddenly serious.

Charlotte Smith
Emmeline, the orphan of the castle
Chapter 1.
THE Chateau de St. Alpin was a gloomy and antique building, but in habitable repair.
The only constant resident in it for some years had been the Demoiselle de St. Alpin, now about five and forty; whose whole attention had been given to keeping it in order, and collecting, in the garden, variety of plants, in which she took singular pleasure.
Detached from the world, and with no other relations than her brother and her nephews, whom she was seldom likely to see, she found in this innocent and amusing pursuit a resource against the tedium of life.
Her manners, tho' simple, were mild and engaging; and her heart perfectly good and benevolent.
With her, therefore, Emmeline was extremely pleased; and the country in which her residence was situated, was so beautiful, that accustomed to form her ideas of magnificent scenery from the first impressions that her mind had received in Wales, Emmeline acknowledged that her eye was here perfectly satisfied.
With her heart it was far otherwise.
On her arrival at St. Alpin, she found letters from Lady Adelina enclosed in others from Mrs. Stafford. Lady Adelina gave such an account of her own health as convinced Emmeline it; was not improved since she left England. Of Mr. Godolphin she only said, that he was returned from Ireland, but had stayed with her only a sow hours, and was then obliged to go on business to London, where his continuance was uncertain.
Mrs. Stafford gave of herself and her family a more pleasing account. She said she had hopes that the readjustment of Mr. Stafford's affairs would soon allow of their return to England ; and as it might possibly happen on very short notice, and before Emmeline could rejoin them, she had sent, by a family who were travelling to Geneva, and who readily undertook the care of it, a large box which contained some of her cloths and the caskets which belonged to her, which had been long left at Mrs. Ashwood's after Emmeline's precipitate departure from her house with Delamere, and which, on Mrs. Ashwood's marriage and removal, she had sent with a cold note (addressed to Miss Mowbray) to the person who negotiated Mr. Stafford's business in London.
Their lengthened journey had so much broken in on the time allotted to their tour, that Lord and Lady Westhaven purposed staying only a month at St. Alpin.