 | Washington Irving, Arthur Rackham, Pat Stewart - 1983 - 52 str.
...in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. "Hush, Rip," cried she, "hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt you." The name of the...Gardenier." "And your father's name?" "Ah, poor man, Rip Van Winkle was his name, but it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1983 - 1198 str.
...child in her arms, which frightened at his looks began to cry. "Hush Rip," cried she, "hush you little fool, the old man won't hurt you." The name of the...Gardenier." "And your father's name?" "Ah, poor man, Rip Van Winkle was his name, but it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun and never... | |
 | Washington Irving, Thea Kliros - 1995 - 84 str.
...in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. "Hush, Rip," cried she, "hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt you." The name of the...name?" "Ah, poor man, his name was Rip Van Winkle; it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never has been heard of since —... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1998 - 840 str.
...in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. "Hush, Rip," cried she, "hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt you." The name of the...Gardenier." "And your father's name ? " "Ah, poor man, Rip Van Winkle was his name, but it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never... | |
 | Brian Thomsen - 2002 - 612 str.
...child in her arms, which frightened at his looks began to cry. "Hush Rip," cried she, "hush you little fool, the old man won't hurt you." The name of the...Gardenier." "And your father's name?" "Ah, poor man. Rip Van Winkle was his name, but it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun and never... | |
 | Laurie Rozakis - 2004 - 388 str.
...woman for information. As you read, see how Irving uses the dialogue to build the plot to its climax: "What is your name, my good woman?" asked he. "Judith...name?" "Ah, poor man, his name was Rip Van Winkle; it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and has never been heard of since —... | |
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The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman? 
