他们沿着小路走了至少二十步，杰克才突然意识到她刚才说了什么。
They had gone at least twenty steps down the path before Jake suddenly realized what she had said.
她丈夫的坟墓。
Her husband’s grave.
据他所知，迈克尔?文宁还活着，而且显然身体非常健康。
The last he had heard, Michael Venning was alive and apparently in the best of health.
他在想在这种情况下该怎么办。这个女人似乎知道自己在做什么。或者她真的知道吗？他有一个令人不安的想法，在已经发生了两起谋杀案之后，他可能正和一个疯女人单独在这片阴暗的树林里。她看起来也很强壮。
He wondered just what to do under the circumstances. The woman seemed to know what she was doing. Or did she? He had an unnerving thought that he might be alone in these gloomy woods with a madwoman, just after two murders had already been mitted. She looked good and strong, too.
他抑制住一种冲动，没有喊出来问：“对不起，文宁夫人，但你确定你在找的是你丈夫的坟墓吗？”
He resisted an impulse to call out and ask, “Pardon me. Mrs. Venning, but are you sure it’s your husband’s grave that you’re looking for?”
他甚至更强烈地抑制住转身向大门狂奔而去的冲动。
He resisted an even stronger impulse to turn around and run like hell for the gate.
文宁庄园边上的树林变得更加茂密了。由于二十年来一直处于半荒废状态，这里长满了灌木丛和野草。杰克发现，回头看时，他只能勉强看到草坪和那座木屋的模糊轮廓。
The woods that bordered the Venning estate grew thicker. Half neglected as they had been for twenty years, they were heavy with underbrush and weeds. Jake discovered that, looking back, he could just barely see the lawn and only a vague outline of the wooden mansion.
在他前面，文宁夫人突然停了下来。
Ahead of him, Mrs. Venning paused suddenly.
“有人在我之前来过这里。”
“Someone has been here ahead of me.”
杰克看向她指的地方。雪地上有很深的脚印，是男人的脚印。看起来好像有人从这里经过，而且不止一次，而是好几次。
Jake looked where she was pointing. There were heavy tracks in the snow, a man’s tracks. It looked as though someone had passed through here, not once, but several times.
“是园丁吗？” 他满怀希望地提议道，“管理员？”
“A gardener?” he suggested hopefully. “Caretaker?”
她摇了摇头。“冬天有一个管理员，但他只照看房子。除非……”—— 她皱起眉头 ——“他也在找同样的东西，否则没人会来这里。”
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