“她把暖手筒和枪存在了一家百货商店的寄存处。很可能她开枪打死冈布里尔后，就直接走进了那个街角的商店，在她碰到的第一个柜台拿了一个礼品盒，把暖手筒放进去，把整个东西包装好，然后寄存了起来。今天她又把它取了出来，跟踪桑德斯夫人 —— 想着她从菲尔德商店去我办公室的路上会经过同一个街角 —— 然后只是重复了她的行为。但是这次她找了一个信差男孩，把装着枪的暖手筒送到了我的办公室。”
“She had checked the muff and the gun in a department-store checkroom. Probably when she shot Gumbril she went right into the store there on the corner, got a gift box at the first counter she came to, put the muff into it, had the whole works wrapped, and checked it. Today she got it out again, trailed Mrs. Sanders-figuring she’d pass the same corner on the way to my office from Field’s-and just repeated her performance. But this time she got a messenger boy and sent the muff with the gun inside it to my office.”
冯?弗拉纳根摇了摇头，喃喃地说：“人们会做出的事情！” 他提高了声音问道：“她为什么把它送给你？”
Von Flanagan shook his head and murmured, “The things people will do!” In a louder tone he asked, “Why did she send it to you?”
“她想让我为她辩护，” 马龙很快地说。“她知道游戏结束了。你会在我办公室里我的速记员的笔记本上找到关于这一切的记录，就像她告诉我的那样。”
“She wanted me to defend her,” Malone said quickly. “She knew the game was up. You’ll find notes on all this in my stenographer’s notebook in my office, just as she told it to me.”
海伦开始说话。杰克迅速地在她的脚踝上踢了一下。
Helene started to speak. Jake kicked her quickly on the ankle.
“你告诉我你不知道这把枪是从哪里来的，” 冯?弗拉纳根生气又指责地说。“而且，你告诉我你没有任何客户……”
“You told me you didn’t know where the gun came from,” Von Flanagan said angrily and accusingly. “What’s more, you told me you didn’t have any client-”
“我和你谈话的时候确实不知道，” 马龙圆滑地说。“今天下午，一个信差男孩把枪放在暖手筒里送到了我的办公室。我有一种疯狂的直觉，它可能就是用于杀人的那把枪，所以，” 他摆出一副正义凛然的样子，“我首先想到的就是把它交给你。” 他又带着一副受了委屈的样子补充道：“你不会认为我会对你隐瞒吧？”
“I didn’t, when I talked to you,” Malone said smoothly. “The gun came to my office, tucked inside the muff, this afternoon, delivered by a messenger boy. I had a crazy hunch it might be the one used in the killings, and so,” he assumed an air of righteousness, “the first thing I thought of was to deliver it to you.” He added with an air of injury, “You don’t think I’d hold out on you, do you?”
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