“你是说就像马车被偷后把马放在谷仓门前面？” 杰克问。
“You mean like putting the horse before the barn door after the cart has been stolen?” Jake asked.
她皱着眉头看着香烟。“也许如果我们回顾一下这个人的生活，我们可能会发现一些相关的事实。给我们简单介绍一下你自己吧，罗斯？”
She frowned at the cigarette. “Perhaps if we reviewed this guy’s life, we might hit on some pertinent fact. How about a thumbnail sketch of yourself, Ross?”
他对着她微笑，靠在枕头上显得很虚弱。“我叫罗斯?麦克劳林。我的家人来自波士顿。我的曾祖父是罗斯?麦克劳林，他……”
He smiled at her, wan against the pillows. “My name is Ross McLaurin. My people e from Boston. My great-grandfather was the Ross McLaurin who—”
“别管那些了，” 海伦赶紧说，“从这一代开始讲起。”
“Never mind all that,” Helene said hastily, “start with the present generation.”
“我出生在波士顿。我母亲是韦斯科特家族的人。她有艺术气质，年轻时在巴黎学过绘画。” 突然，他年轻的眼睛变得又黑又亮。“你知道，如果她能得到真正的鼓励，她会成为一位伟大的艺术家。我知道她会的。”
“I was born in Boston. My mother was a Wescott. She had an artistic nature, and studied painting in Paris when she was a girl.” Suddenly his young eyes grew dark and glistening. “You know, if she’d had any real encouragement, she’d have been a great artist. I know she would.”
“我相信，” 海伦温柔地说，“继续。”
“I’m sure of it,” Helene said gently. “Go on.”
“我父亲在我还是个婴儿的时候就去世了。然后我们一直住在巴黎，直到我快五岁的时候，我们搬到了马略卡岛。我实际上是在那里长大的。我在英国上过几年学，但大部分时间我都有家庭教师。弗朗西斯卡希望我和她在一起。”
“My father died when I was just a baby. Then we lived in Paris until I was nearly five, and then we moved to Majorca. I really grew up there. I went to school in England a few years, but most of the time I had a tutor. Francesca wanted me with her.”
“弗朗西斯卡是个城市，” 杰克说，“旧金山。”
“Francesca is a city,” Jake said. “San Francesca.”
罗斯?麦克劳林摇了摇头。“那是我一直对我母亲的称呼。她的真名叫弗朗西丝，但她自称弗朗西斯卡。她的灵魂完全与古老的意大利精神融为一体。”
Ross McLaurin shook his head. “That’s what I always called my mother. Her name was really Frances, but she called herself Francesca. Her soul was entirely one with the spirit of the old Italy.”
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