马龙探案卷四 之 正确的凶案 一
那个矮胖的红脸男人独自坐在酒吧里，对着杜松子酒哭泣。他不时举起酒杯喝上一口，然后凝视着酒杯，仿佛它是一个能够映射出世间所有悲伤的水晶球，接着，又把酒杯放了下来。
The pudgy, red-faced man sitting alone at the bar was crying into his gin. From time to time he raised his glass, drank from it, stared into it as though it were a crystal ball reflecting all the sorrows of the world, and set it down again.
在乔天使的市政厅酒吧，他并不在意这里的其他顾客。这些顾客大多数也是他的朋友，这会儿正玩得很开心。但是，就连 26 点游戏桌旁喧闹的三人组，也没能分散他的注意力。有一次，当他意识到旁边那群人在庆祝选举时，他抬起了头。他抬起头是因为这令他感到困惑。那次选举已经过去两个月了，然后他发现他们庆祝的是克利夫兰的选举，于是又陷入了刚开始的忧郁中。
It didn’t matter to him that the other customers in Joe the Angel’s City Hall Bar—most of them his friends, too—were having a wonderful time. Even the loud trio at the 26-Game table didn’t distract him. Once he did lift his head when he realized that the group of men next to him was celebrating the election. He lifted his head because it puzzled him. The election had been over two months ago. Then he discovered it was Cleveland’s election they were celebrating, and returned to his incipient melancholia.
这个矮胖的红脸男人就是约翰?马龙，芝加哥最有名的刑事律师。此刻，他也是这世上最不开心的男人。
The short, stocky, red-faced man was John J. Malone, Chicago’s most famous criminal lawyer. At the moment, he was also the unhappiest man on earth.
这不仅仅是因为那个来自巴黎咖啡馆的长腿黑发女子典当了他昂贵的圣诞礼物然后和一个新欢去了纽约，也不是因为他已经到了唯一能负担得起的就只有喝得烂醉的身无分文的地步，也不是因为他要独自一人待在这座大城市里度过今晚的跨年夜。只是因为他在这个世界上最喜欢的两个人去了百慕大度蜜月，而此时，他很想念他们。
It wasn’t just because the long-legged brunette from Chez Paree had hocked his expensive Christmas present and gone off to New York with a new prospect. It wasn’t because he had reached that stage of being broke where the only thing he could afford to do was to get expensively drunk. Nor was it because this was New Year’s Eve and he was all alone in the big city. It was just that the two people he liked best in the world had gone to Bermuda on their honeymoon, and he missed them.
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