“That was different,” Jake said virtuously. “That was breaking an Evanston speed law. This is only murder.” He took her arm and steered her into the county clerk’s office, where Buttonholes was staring longingly at his mop and pail, and at the corridor floor where the body lay. Otherwise, the office was deserted.
“你以后有足够的时间打扫。” 杰克安慰他说。
“You’ll have plenty of time to clean up later,” Jake told him consolingly.
巴顿叹了口气，摇了摇头，把拖把收起来。
Buttonholes sighed, shook his head, and put away the mop.
“真可惜我们谁都没想到就你的预感下注。” 海伦说。
“Too bad it didn’t occur to any of us to make book on your premonition,” Helene said.
巴顿眼睛一亮。“没错。我忘了。很有趣，不是吗。我记得我的祖母，老巴顿夫人……” 他停顿了一下，皱起眉头，最后说，“我想我跟你说过那个。”
Buttonholes brightened. “That’s right. I’d forgotten. Funny, ain’t it. I remember my grandmother, old Mrs. Button -” He paused, scowled, and finally said, “I guess I told you about that.”
“你现在预感怎么样？” 她想知道。
“How are you fixed for premonitions now?” she wanted to know.
清洁工想了一会儿才回答。“这不完全是一种预感。我只是觉得最糟糕的还在后头。”
The janitor thought for a minute before he answered. “It isn’t exactly a premonition. I just feel like the worst was yet to e.”
“如果你是对的，” 杰克说，“而且我有一种不好的预感你是对的，等事情真的发生的时候，我们可能已经在去下一个州的半路上了。” 他自己也有这种预感，但他没说出来。
“If you’re right,” Jake said, “and I have a nasty suspicion you are, by the time it does e, we’ll be halfway into the next state.” He had a premonition of his own about that, but he was keeping it to himself.
“那具尸体生前什么样？” 海伦问。“我是说，在他成为尸体之前？”
“What was the corpse like?” Helene asked. “I mean, before he was a corpse?”
“他是一个非常有名的人，” 巴顿严肃地说。“他当了两届参议员，还竞选过一次州长但没选上。我想他是杰克逊有史以来最有名的人。”
“He was a very famous man,” Buttonholes said solemnly. “He was a Senator for two terms, and he ran for governor once but he didn’t get elected. I guess he was about the most famous man Jackson ever had.”
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