Giving us a last embracing and comprehensive glance he drew it, already pivoting Jupiter on the tight snaffle; his hair tossed beneath the cocked hat, the sabre flashed and glinted; he cried, not loud yet stentorian: Trot! Canter! Charge!.
You don't have to talk so loud.
- Çok yüksek sesle konuşmak zorunda değilsiniz.
Speak louder so everyone can hear you.
- Daha yüksek sesle konuşun böylece herkes sizi duyabilir.