Engelsk oversættelse

Hej!!! Er der ikke nogen der har lyst til at kigge det her igennem for mig??


Walter Sickert fortalte mig og sandsynligvis mange andre, at han kort efter sin ankomst til London havde haft en mærkelig oplevelse. Mens han så sig om efter et atelier, boede han i et lille forstadspensionat. Værtinden var gammel og utrolig snakkesalig. En dag stillede hun ham det ejendommelige spørgsmål, om han vidste, hvem der engang havde boet i hans værelse. Hun gjorde en lang, dramatisk pause og sagde derpå:"Jack the Ripper!"
Han var dyrelægestuderende. En stilfærdig logerende, yderst høflig over for hende og hendes mand; og beskeden, næsten genert. De havde ondt af ham, for han var svagelig; man kunne ligefrem se, hvordan han uge for uge blev blegere og tyndere. Men hvad der foruroligede dem mere var, at han begyndte at gå ud om natten. De hørte ham komme hjem ved femtiden, liste sig op ad trappen og nogle timer senere ned igen efter morgenavisen.

Min version;
109 The mysterious murders in Whitechapel


Walter Sickert told me and probably many others, that he short after his arrival to London had had an unusual experience. While he looked around for a studio, he lived in a small suburban- boarding house. The landlady was old and incredible talkative. One day she asked him the curious question, if he knew who once had lived in his room. She made a long, dramatic pause and said thereafter: “Jack the Ripper!”
He was a veterinary. A quiet lodger, extremely polite to her and her husband, and modest, almost shy. They felled sorry for him, because he was delicate; you could plainly/simply see
how he week after week got whiter and thinner. But what concerned them more were that he started to go out at night. They heard him come home around five, sneaking up the stairs and a couple of ours later again down after the morning- newspaper.