马龙探案卷四 之 正确的凶案 六
丹尼尔?冯?弗拉纳根从早上九点得知 “消息灵通人士” 说马龙所谓的病让他整晚都在赌场玩扑克和轮盘赌后，就一直在慢慢发脾气。当他派克鲁切茨基去把马龙带来时，他的脾气正越变越糟。当律师和杰克?贾斯特走进他的办公室时，他的脸已经变成了一种不祥的深紫红色。
Daniel von Flanagan had been losing his temper by slow degrees ever since nine in the morning when he had learned from “well-informed sources” that Malone’s alleged illness had permitted him to spend the evening playing poker and roulette at the Casino. The temper was progressing nicely when he dispatched Kluchetsky to bring Malone in. By the time the lawyer and Jake Justus walked into his office, his face had attained an ominous, deep mulberry shade.
“真行啊。” 马龙生气地厉声说道，抢在他前面发作。“你就不能等我自己来。你非得派这个大块头来把我叫醒，把我从床上拖起来。”
“A fine thing,” Malone snapped crossly, beating him to the draw. “You couldn’t wait till I came in by myself. You had to send this big lug over to wake me up and drag me out of bed.”
克鲁切茨基瞪着他。“我猜你总是穿着衣服睡觉。” 他不友好地说，“还有你的帽子和大衣。”
Kluchetsky glared at him. “I suppose you always sleep in your clothes,” he said nastily, “and your hat and overcoat.”
“当然。” 马龙同样不友好地告诉他。“我不得不这样。我得准备好以防某个笨警察闯进来非要我去某个地方。” 他愤怒地看着桌子对面的冯?弗拉纳根。“还有你 ——” 他突然停了下来。
“Sure,” Malone told him, just as nastily. “I have to. I need to be prepared for having some dumb cop break in and insist on my going somewhere.” He looked indignantly across the desk at von Flanagan. “And you—” he paused suddenly.
令人惊讶的是，冯?弗拉纳根的脸已经恢复到正常的亮粉色，并且满脸笑容。
Von Flanagan’s face had, amazingly, faded to its normal bright pink and was wreathed in smiles.
“杰克?贾斯特！” 他高兴地说。“你正是我想见的人。”
“Jake Justus!” he said happily. “You’re exactly the guy I wanted to see.”
杰克惊讶而困惑地看着他。“我还以为你想见的是马龙。”
Jake looked at him in bewildered surprise. “I thought it was Malone you wanted to see.”
“马龙！” 这位警官做了一个单臂的手势，似乎在问究竟谁会想见马龙。“我一直盼着你能出现。” 他从办公桌抽屉里拿出一本虽小但看起来很厚重的书。“我买了这本书，还有其他一些，我想让你告诉我这本书好不好。”
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