“I kept after him. Went different places. Still looking for this Malone. Think he’d have been tired of it by that time. Can’t remember what places he went. Can’t remember how long it took.” Suddenly he paused breath half indrawn. “There’s something else too.” For another brief moment, he seemed entirely sober. “But I can’t think what it was. Something ghastly. I can’t remember it. Everything gets mixed up. I remember following some man to a lot of different places because he was looking for someone named Malone, and I’d heard of someone named Malone, and going in and out of places and the snow out on the street and something that was terrible but I can’t think what it was, and that’s all. And it’s all mixed up and I can’t remember what happened when.” He drew a long, shuddering breath, buried his face in his hands, and said something that sounded like “Mamma!” After a while he looked up again. “I can’t remember.”
“别想了。”杰克轻声说。
“Don’t try,” Jake said quietly.
沉默了很久之后，海伦温柔地说：“你需要的，罗斯，是一杯酒。”
After a very long silence, Helene said gently, “What you need, Ross, is a drink.”
他感激地看着她。“没错。也许我们最好出去找一杯。”
He looked at her gratefully. “That’s right. Maybe we’d better go out and get one.”
海伦看了看梳妆台上的一排瓶子，说：“也许我们最好就呆在这儿。”她拿起那瓶老乌鸦威士忌递给他。“罗斯，杰拉尔德·图伊兹被杀那天发生了什么？”
Helene glanced at the array of bottles on the bureau and said, “Maybe we’d better stay right here.” She picked up the bottle of Old Crow and handed it to him. “Ross, what happened the day Gerald Tuesday was murdered?”
他的眼睛亮了起来。“我记得。那不是很久以前的事。有个叫图伊兹的人。还有一些关于一个叫马龙的人的事情。”
A light came into his eyes. “I remember. That wasn’t very long ago. There was this man Tuesday. And something about some man named Malone.”
“那就是我。”小律师无力地说。
“That’s me,” the little lawyer said feebly.
年轻人转向海伦。“真有趣，有这么多人叫马龙。”
The young man turned to Helene. “Funny how many men there are named Malone.”
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