“记者们现在在哪里？” 他问。
“Where’s the press now?” he asked.
“大多数在酒店的酒吧里。” 汤姆?伯罗斯说。
“Most of them,” Tom Burrows said, “are in the hotel bar.”
这个小律师露出渴望的神情。“我坐了很长时间的车，非常累。” 他开始说道。
The little lawyer looked wistful. “I’ve had a long ride, and I’m very tired,” he began.
“现在不行。” 海伦坚决地说。
“Not now,” Helene said firmly.
汤姆?伯罗斯看了看表。“他们十一点要在主街上进行新闻广播。” 他说。“我想去看看。那我们还有一个小时左右的时间谈话。” 他从桌子上拿起一个大纸袋。“跟我来。”
Tom Burrows looked at his watch. “They’re going to do a news broadcast from Main Street at eleven,” he said. “I’d like to watch. That still gives us an hour or so to talk.” He picked up a large paper bag from the table. “Follow me.”
他带路穿过排版室，走下一段楼梯。
He led the way out through the posing room and down a flight of stairs.
杰克逊县的主街与一条河平行，街道西边的所有建筑物都建在河岸上。《杰克逊县企业报》排版室下面是一个面向河流的储藏室。它的两扇门现在大开着，正好在水面上方。
The Main Street of Jackson County ran parallel to a river, and all the buildings on the west side of the street were built on its bank. Below the posing room of the Jackson County Enterprise was a storage room which faced the river. Its double doors, now wide open, were directly over the water.
马龙承认这是镇上最凉快的地方。他找到一个翻过来的空箱子，坐下来，给自己扇风。这里就像一个小洞穴，黑暗而神秘，边上有一条小溪流过。
Malone agreed that it was the coolest place in town. He located an upturned empty box, sat down, and fanned himself. It was like being in a little cave, dark and mysterious, with a stream flowing at its edge.
纸袋里装着奶酪和冰啤酒。汤姆?伯罗斯拿出一把巨大的折叠刀，先用它打开瓶子，然后开始把奶酪切成大块。“现在说说这起谋杀案。” 他开始说道。“谁在乎呢？” 马龙梦幻般地说。“谁在乎一个前参议员被谋杀呢？” 他把啤酒瓶举到嘴边，又拿开，唱了一句《凯瑟琳?莫文尼》。
The paper bag contained cheese and cold beer. Tom Burrows took out an enormous pocketknife, first used it to open the bottles, and then began cutting the cheese into generous hunks. “Now about this murder,” he began. “Who cares?” Malone said dreamily. “Who cares about the murder of an ex-Senator?” He lifted the beer bottle to his lips, took it away, and sang a bar of Kathleen Mavourneen.
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