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Слово "concede". Англо-русский словарь Мюллера

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  1. concede [kənˈsi:d]глагол
    1. уступать

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      1. It was all right to shut him up, Mr. Radley conceded, but insisted that Boo not be charged with anything: he was not a criminal.
        Подержать его под замком можно, а судить не за что, никакой он не преступник.
        Убить пересмешника. Харпер Ли, стр. 10
      2. "Well, amiable Corsican, let us suppose it is providence. I always suppose anything people please, and, besides, you must concede something to diseased minds.
        – Хорошо, господин корсиканец, предположим, что это провидение; я всегда согласен предполагать все что угодно, тем более что надо же уступать людям с больным рассудком.
        Граф Монте Кристо 2 часть. Александр Дюма, стр. 24
      3. ‘All right,’ he conceded wearily.
        — Ладно, — согласился он устало.
        Уловка-22. Джозеф Хеллер, стр. 104
    2. допускать (возможность, правильность чего-л.); признавать

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      1. “Well, you might concede I did a bit too,” Fee protested, injured.
        — Ну, согласись, без меня тоже не обошлось, — возразила уязвленная Фиа.
        Поющие в терновнике. Колин Макколоу, стр. 634
      2. ‘It wouldn’t surprise me if General Dreedle were behind the whole thing,’ General Peckem confessed at last. ‘Remember what he did to that skeet-shooting range?’ General Dreedle had thrown open Colonel Cathcart’s private skeet-shooting range to every officer and enlisted man in the group on combat duty. General Dreedle wanted his men to spend as much time out on the skeet-shooting range as the facilities and their flight schedule would allow. Shooting skeet eight hours a month was excellent training for them. It trained them to shoot skeet. Dunbar loved shooting skeet because he hated every minute of it and the time passed so slowly. He had figured out that a single hour on the skeet-shooting range with people like Havermeyer and Appleby could be worth as much as eleven-times-seventeen years. ‘I think you’re crazy,’ was the way Clevinger had responded to Dunbar ’s discovery. ‘Who wants to know?’ Dunbar answered. ‘I mean it,’ Clevinger insisted. ‘Who cares?’ Dunbar answered. ‘I really do. I’ll even go so far as to concede that life seems longer I—’ ‘—is longer I—’ ‘—is longer—Is longer? All right, is longer if it’s filled with periods of boredom and discomfort, b—’ ‘Guess how fast?’ Dunbar said suddenly. ‘Huh?’ ‘They go,’ Dunbar explained. ‘Years.’ ‘Years.’ ‘Years,’ said Dunbar. ‘Years, years, years.’ ‘Clevinger, why don’t you let Dunbar alone?’ Yossarian broke in. ‘Don’t you realize the toll this is taking?’ ‘It’s all right,’ said Dunbar magnanimously. ‘I have some decades to spare. Do you know how long a year takes when it’s going away?’ ‘And you shut up also,’ Yossarian told Orr, who had begun to snigger. ‘I was just thinking about that girl,’ Orr said. ‘That girl in Sicily. That girl in Sicily with the bald head.’ ‘You’d better shut up also,’ Yossarian warned him. ‘It’s your fault,’ Dunbar said to Yossarian. ‘Why don’t you let him snigger if he wants to? It’s better than having him talking.’ ‘All right. Go ahead and snigger if you want to.’ ‘Do you know how long a year takes when it’s going away?’ Dunbar repeated to Clevinger. ‘This long.’ He snapped his fingers. ‘A second ago you were stepping into college with your lungs full of fresh air. Today you’re an old man.’ ‘Old?’ asked Clevinger with surprise. ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘Old.’ ‘I’m not old.’ ‘You’re inches away from death every time you go on a mission. How much older can you be at your age? A half minute before that you were stepping into high school, and an unhooked brassiere was as close as you ever hoped to get to Paradise. Only a fifth of a second before that you were a small kid with a ten-week summer vacation that lasted a hundred thousand years and still ended too soon. Zip! They go rocketing by so fast. How the hell else are you ever going to slow time down?’ Dunbar was almost angry when he finished. ‘Well, maybe it is true,’ Clevinger conceded unwillingly in a subdued tone. ‘Maybe a long life does have to be filled with many unpleasant conditions if it’s to seem long. But in that event, who wants one?’ ‘I do,’ Dunbar told him. ‘Why?’ Clevinger asked. ‘What else is there?’
        — Нисколько не буду удивлен, если узнаю, что за всей этой историей стоит генерал Дридл, — признался наконец генерал Пеккем.
        Уловка-22. Джозеф Хеллер, стр. 34
    3. спортивный , разговорное — проигрывать

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