A second blaze sprang up in the fireplace.
“你在那个房间里找什么？”马龙问伊迪莎·文宁。“现在这已经不重要了。”
“What were you looking for in that room?” Malone asked Editha Venning. “Not that it matters now.”
“我知道迈克尔——杰拉尔德——谋杀了他的兄弟们。我想他一定拿回了他们掌握的关于欺骗的证据。所以当我以为他昨晚要离开的时候，我给怀特小姐——怀特先生——下了药，然后去搜查那个房间。但他起了疑心，比我先到了那里。”
“I knew Michael—Gerald—had murdered his brothers. I figured he must have gotten back the proof they had of the deception. So when I thought he was going to be away last night, I doped Miss White—Mr. White—and went to search the room. But he suspected something was up, and got there ahead of me.”
“你做得很好，”杰克说，“他显然计划去枫树公园，去把坟墓填上，把罗斯·麦克劳林简单地放进去的坟墓。如果你没有拖延他，我们可能就得在那时那地和他枪战了，而我们唯一的武器是一瓶黑麦威士忌。”
“A good thing you did,” Jake said. “He evidently planned to go out to Maple Park and fill in the grave where he’d so conveniently placed Ross McLaurin. If you hadn’t delayed him, we might have had to shoot it out with him right then and there, and the only weapon we had was a bottle of rye.”
“这让我想起了一件事，”马龙说，“卢·怀特——我说得对吗？文宁在你来到这个国家的时候雇了他，让他留意你，以防万一，却没有告诉他到底是怎么回事？”
“That reminds me,” Malone said. “Lou White—am I right that Venning engaged him when you got to this country, to keep an eye on you, just in case, without telling him what it was all about?”
伊迪莎·文宁点了点头。“我不知道他跟怀特说了什么——但那不是真相。”
Editha Venning nodded. “I don’t know what he told White—but it wasn’t the truth.”
“好的，”律师说，“我警告过怀特要一字不差地告诉警察我告诉他的话，他现在正在这么做。我威胁他说如果他不这么做，我就告诉纽约的每一个私家侦探卢·怀特会织毛衣。”
“O.K.,” the lawyer said. “I warned White to tell the police exactly what I told him, and he’s doing it now. I threatened that if he didn’t, I’d tell every private dick in New York that Lou White knew how to knit.”
在鸡尾酒桌周围出现了一阵短暂而愉快的混乱。混乱中，女仆突然出现并宣布：“医院刚刚打来电话。麦克劳林先生恢复了意识，正在找艾伦小姐。”
There was a brief and pleasant confusion around the cocktail table. In the midst of it the maid suddenly appeared and announced, “The hospital just called. Mr. McLaurin is conscious and asking for Miss Allen.”
原名安杰洛的洛特斯·艾伦说了声“谢谢”，几乎在她的声音消失之前就离开了房间。
Lotus Allen, nee Angelo, said “Thank you,” and was out of the room almost before the sound of her voice had died away.
莫娜·麦克莱恩的眼睛里闪着光。“这会很有趣。这房子里好几年都没有举行过婚礼了。”她停顿了一下，微笑着说：“虽然这里似乎什么都发生过！”
A light came into Mona McClane’s eyes. “It’s going to be fun. There hasn’t been a wedding in the house in years.” She paused, smiled. “Though there does seem to have been everything else!”
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