在有人说话之前，他们已经走到了横跨芝加哥河的桥上。走到桥中间，看着漂浮在黏糊糊的绿色水面上的巨大脏冰块，马龙说：“我很高兴她在监狱里。”
They had reached the bridge across the Chicago River before anyone spoke. Halfway across, looking down on the great cakes of dirty ice that floated on the slimy green water, Malone said, “I’m glad she’s in jail.”
“我也很高兴。”杰克说，“谁？”
“I’m glad, too,” Jake said. “Who?”
“洛特斯。显然凶手不想冒任何有意外目击者的风险。第二起谋杀发生的时候，洛特斯和莫娜·麦克莱恩在同一层楼。”
“Lotus. Evidently the killer isn’t taking any chances with accidental witnesses. Lotus was on the same floor of Mona McClane’s house when the second murder was mitted.”
“我也在。”海伦想起来，“说到这个，卢埃拉·怀特——对不起，是路易·怀特——还有彭德利·泰德韦尔也在。”
“So was I,” Helene reflected. “For that matter, so was Louella White—pardon me, Lou White—and Pendley Tidewell.”
“麦克劳林是个幸运的家伙。”杰克说，“他会挺过来的，而且可能在他住院的时候他们会让他清醒过来。他有很多钱，还有一个好女孩在等他，只要你能把她从监狱里弄出来。”
“McLaurin is a lucky guy,” Jake said. “He’s going to pull through, and probably they’ll sober him up while he’s in the hospital. He has all kinds of money, and he has a swell girl waiting for him as soon as you can get her out of jail.”
“你有我。”海伦指出。
“You have me,” Helene pointed out.
杰克哼了一声。“只是我和你在一起的时间不是在高架火车上就是在出租车里。”
“Jake snorted. “Except that the only time I spend with you is on elevated trains or in taxicabs.”
“没关系。等我们赢了那个赌注再说。”
“Never mind. Wait till we win that bet.”
“如果我们能赢的话。”杰克闷闷不乐地说。走了半条街后，他说：“马龙，你觉得你的寻物启事会有回复吗？”
“If we win it,” Jake said gloomily. Half a block later he said, “Malone, do you suppose you’ll get any answers to your want ad?”
“至少会有十几个，”马龙说，“但都没什么用。”
“At least a dozen,” Malone said, “and all of them worthless.”
“你十点和迈克尔·文宁的律师有个约会。你觉得你能从他那里了解到什么吗？”
“You have an appointment at ten with Michael Venning’s lawyer. Do you suppose you’ll learn anything from him?”
“我可能会了解到迈克尔·文宁的凶手的情况。”马龙说。
“I might learn about Michael Venning’s murderer,” Malone said.
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