Логические задачки для детей 5-6 лет. Книга на испанском языке. Перевода не требуется.
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He knew it was pathetically little, but at least it had enabled him to buy from Juan a dark brown mare called Kinta who'd previously been a race horse, whom he'd always fancied and with whom Juan had never clicked. He felt absolutely shattered. Now yesterday's adrenalin had receded, he could feel all the aches and pains. He was in agony where Jesus had swung his pony's head into his kidneys and where a ball had hit his ribs. His stick hand was swollen where Victor had swiped at him, and there was a bruise black as midnight in the small of his back where Jesus's bay mare had lashed out at him scrabbling to regain her feet after that last fall.
Beyond that reared the stands and the pink-and-white tent for the sponsors' lunch before Sunday's final. Cars for today's semi-final already lined both sides of the field. Polo fever had reached an all-time high this season due to the Prince's impending wedding to Lady Diana Spencer. Ringing Ground One and Ground Two behind the clubhouse were massive ancient trees, their wonderful variety of green occasionally interrupted by the rhubarb-pink of a copper beech. With their lower branches nibbled level by itinerant cows, they looked like an army of dowagers in midi-dresses.
I've broken m'right leg twice, m'left leg once, my right shoulder three times, cracked three ribs and dislocated m'thumb and m'elbow,' droned on Hughie. `Polo players are very brave people,' said Mrs Hughie, who looked like an eager warthog. `Brave enough to face the Inland Revenue every year,' drawled Chessie on her way to the bar. Ignoring Chessie, Grace listened politely, thinking how dirty Clemency Waterlane's house was and how much better she, Grace, could have arranged the flowers. Then, noticing Bart pouring himself a huge Scotch, she left Mrs Hughie in midflow, as she strode across the room.