“什么是心理心理学家？”杰克问道。
“What the hell is a psycho-psychologist?” Jake demanded.
“在我看来这像是双重麻烦。”马龙咆哮道，“或者这是咬了你的狗的毛。”他打开了门。
“It looks like double trouble to me,” Malone growled. “Or maybe it’s the hair of the dog that bit you.” He opened the door.
亨尼西医生的候诊室宽敞而宁静。灰色的地毯铺满地面，墙壁是浅蓝色锦缎和玻璃板交替的镶板，所有角落都刻有神秘的符号。家具简约而昂贵，桌上放着《时尚先生》《时尚芭莎》和《纽约客》。它看起来像一位时髦专家的候诊室，只是稍微有点过于讲究。
The anteroom of Dr. Hennessey was spacious and subdued. A dove-gray carpet covered the floor, the walls were alternating panels of pale-blue brocade and plate-glass mirrors, all with cabalistic signs engraved in the corners. The furnishings were restrained and expensive, copies of Esquire, Harper’s Bazaar, and the The New Yorker were on the table. It looked like the waiting room of a fashionable specialist, with just a slight touch of overdressing.
墙上没有挂画，而是挂着一些有锯齿状线条的图表，像心电图一样。一扇门上写着“私人”，另一扇门上写着“实验室”和“小心”字样，两侧各有一个闪电标志。马龙本能地、不安地环顾四周，寻找隐藏的录音机和高压线。
On the wall, in lieu of pictures, were charts with zigzag lines, like cardiograms. One door bore the legend PRIVATE, another LABORATORY and the word CAUTION, flanked by two lightning bolts. Malone looked around instinctively and unfortably for hidden dictaphones and high-voltage wires.
“我们从这里进去。”海伦说着，朝标有“私人”的门走去。
“We go in here,” Helene said, moving toward the door marked PRIVATE.
“等一下。”杰克说，“亨尼西医生知道他在给这个人做什么测试吗？”
“Just a minute,” Jake said. “Does Dr. Hennessey know what he’s testing this guy for?”
她摇摇头。“他也不知道这个人不是完全清醒的。”她打开了门。
She shook her head. “He doesn’t know he isn’t perfectly sober, either.” She opened the door.
里面的房间同样宽敞，但一点也不宁静。墙壁上挂着厚厚的黑布，但室内装饰仅此而已。各种电器杂乱无章地堆在一起，就像鲁布·戈德堡的漫画和好莱坞恐怖电影的结合。
The inner room was likewise spacious, but far from subdued. The walls were hung with heavy black cloth, but interior decoration had stopped there. Electrical gadgets of all kinds were piled pell-mell on top of each other, like a bination of a Rube Goldberg cartoon and a Hollywood horror picture.
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