突然，罗斯·麦克劳林看起来像一个被召回生命的人。他抬起头，眼睛发亮。
Suddenly Ross McLaurin seemed like a man recalled to life. He lifted his head and looked up, his eyes bright.
“那是我！”他得意地叫道。
“That’s me!” he exclaimed triumphantly.
亨尼西医生擦了擦额头。他转向律师。“我好像没取得什么进展。也许你自己问他几个问题……”他的声音有点沙哑。
Dr. Hennessey mopped his brow. He turned to the lawyer. “I don’t seem to be getting very far. Perhaps if you would ask him a few questions yourself—” His voice was a little hoarse.
马龙怀疑地说：“我试试。”他走到年轻人面前，紧紧地盯着他。
Malone said, “I’ll try,” very skeptically. He walked over to the young man and looked at him fixedly.
“告诉我，罗斯。是你杀了杰拉尔德·图伊兹吗？”
“Tell me, Ross. Did you murder Gerald Tuesday?”
有那么一会儿，一片寂静。每个人都带着不同程度的焦虑看着病人。最后，他的嘴唇开始缓慢而有节奏地动起来，从他嘴里发出微弱的声音。
For a moment there was silence. Everyone watched the patient, with varying degrees of anxiety. At last his lips began to move, slowly and rhythmically, and a faint sound came from them.
“数——子弹——”其余的听不清了。
“Count—the bullets—” the rest was indistinguishable.
“但这是一起刺杀案。”马龙开始说。海伦示意他安静。
“But this was a stabbing,” Malone began. Helene hushed him.
“大声点，罗斯。”她说。
“Louder, Ross,” she said.
嘟囔声变大了，但还是不清楚。听众们听到了“四万亿”几个字。
The mumble grew louder, though not clearer. The listeners caught the words “Forty thousand million.”
“世界上没有那么多钱。”杰克厌恶地说。
“There’s not that much money in the world,” Jake said disgustedly.
“不管怎么说，这是个动机。”海伦小声说。
“It’s a motive, anyway,” Helene murmured.
甚至连利奥纳多·亨尼西医生也开始显得兴奋起来。他俯身在病人身上，眼睛发亮。
Even Dr. Leonardo Hennessey began to look excited. He leaned over the patient, his eyes blazing.
“六周——在地狱里——”罗斯·麦克劳林继续用微弱的声音说着。有几个词听不清了，然后是，“五个——魔鬼——黑暗——”
“Six weeks—in hell—” Ross McLaurin went on in a faint whisper. There were a few words lost, and then, “Five—devils—dark—”
“天哪！”海伦说。她的脸色非常苍白。
“Good God!” Helene said. Her face was very pale.
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