走廊的西门敞开着，透过它他们可以看到一辆华丽闪亮的灵车停在雨中。
The west door of the corridor stood open, and through it they could see an ornate and shining hearse standing in the rain.
“查理?豪森从艾伯特夫人的葬礼上开着它过来的。” 巴顿说。
“Charlie Hausen drove it here from Mrs. Albert’s funeral,” Buttonholes said.
他说话的时候，两个穿着深色西装的年轻人从灵车里抬出一副担架，在一个穿着黑色衣服、矮小焦急、戴着圆顶礼帽的男人的监督下开始搬运参议员的尸体。每个人都转过身去观看。担架被抬出去后，门突然砰地关上了，每个人都吓了一跳。
As he spoke, two young men in dark suits carried a stretcher in from the hearse and began moving the Senator’s body, under the supervision of a short, black-clad, anxious little man with a derby hat. Everybody turned to watch. The door suddenly banged shut after the stretcher had been carried out, and everybody jumped.
一张小桌子被搬到了走廊里，治安官马文?克林坐在那里，列着名单。他怒视着杰克，张开嘴要说话。
A small table had been moved into the corridor, and Sheriff Marvin Kling sat at it, making a list. He glared up at Jake and opened his mouth to speak.
杰克决定先发制人。“你觉得你还能非法拘留我们多久？” 他义愤填膺地说。“你知道我们是谁吗？”
Jake decided to beat him to the draw. “How much longer do you think you can detain us illegally?” he said with virtuous indignation. “Do you know who we are?”
“见鬼，” 治安官说，“我甚至不知道你叫什么名字。”
“Hell,” the sheriff said, “I don’t even know what your name is.”
“我是杰克?贾斯特，这是贾斯特夫人。” 杰克说。治安官把名字写下来的时候，他又补充道，“我很乐意提供我所能提供的任何信息，但让我们快点。我不想在这里度过整个夏天。”
“I’m Jake Justus, and this is Mrs. Justus,” Jake said. As the sheriff wrote it down he added, “I’ll be glad to give you any information I can, but let’s make it snappy. I don’t want to spend the rest of the summer here.”
治安官冷冷地抬起头。“开枪的时候你在哪里？”
Sheriff Kling looked up coldly. “Where were you when the shot was fired?”
“我没听到枪声。我们刚在那个大楼梯底部，这时我们听到他从另一个楼梯上摔下来。”
“I didn’t hear the shot. We were just at the foot of that big staircase when we heard him fall down the other stairs.”
“那是你说的。” 治安官克林说。
这章没有结束，请点击下一页继续阅读！
喜欢马龙探案之三点的迷案请大家收藏：(m.qbxsw.com)马龙探案之三点的迷案全本小说网更新速度全网最快。