杰克叹了口气。“我想我失去了我最欣赏我的观众，那个唯一认为我是个策划大师的人。”
Jake sighed. “I guess I’ve lost my most appreciative audience, the only person who ever thought I was a mastermind.”
莫娜·麦克莱恩说：“我们都来喝一杯吧。”
Mona McClane said, “Let’s all have a drink.”
马龙看着他手里的信。“我想我们不再需要这些了。”他把信放在火里。一道耀眼的火焰照亮了房间，然后又熄灭了。小律师抬头看着彭德利·泰德韦尔。“你最好也把那张照片给我——就是你昨晚在文宁房间里拍的那张。不管怎么说，你当时在哪里？”
Malone looked at the letters in his hand. “I don’t think we need these any longer,” he said. He laid them in the fire. A brilliant blaze lighted the room and died down again. The little lawyer looked up at Pendley Tidewell. “You’d better give me that picture, too—the one you took in Venning’s room last night. Where were you, anyway?”
“在床底下。”年轻人温顺地说。“自从他来到这里我就一直想给他拍张照片。昨天我弄到了一个那种灯，在他的房间里安装好，然后藏在那里。我想我可以在他不知道的情况下给他拍张照片。然后伊迪莎阿姨进来开始四处窥探。我给她拍了一张，就在那时他从衣柜里出来，给了她一拳，然后从门跑出去，顺着那个侧楼梯下去了。但我给他拍了几张照片。”
“Under the bed,” the young man said meekly. “I’d been trying to get a picture of him ever since he got here. Yesterday I got one of those lamps and rigged it up in his room and hid there. I figured I could get a picture of him without his knowing it. Then Aunt Editha came in and began prowling around. I took one of her, and just then he came out of the wardrobe and bopped her one and ducked out the door and down that side stairway. But I got a couple of pictures of him.”
“如果我们需要任何证据的话……”马龙说。他叹了口气。“把它们扔进壁炉里，孩子。”
“If we’d needed any proof—” Malone said. He sighed. “Toss them in the fireplace, son.”
彭德利·泰德韦尔似乎快要哭了。“但是，天哪。它们是我拍过的最好的照片。”
“Pendley Tidewell seemed on the verge of tears. “But gosh. They’re the first good pictures I ever took.”
杰克说：“没关系。我会安排让你偷拍一张凯利市长的照片。你以前从没有机会给市长拍照。”
Jake said, “Never mind. I’ll fix it so you can get a candid-camera shot of Mayor Kelly. You never had a chance to photograph a mayor before.”
壁炉里又燃起一团火焰。
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