to it

“那確實是個墳墓。”馬龍輕聲說，“但現在裡面不是空的了。”

“that’s a grave all right,” alone said ietly “but it isn’t epty now”

他只站在那裡朝墳墓裡看了一會兒，看著吹進墳墓並給粗糙的四壁覆上霜的雪，看著形成奇特形狀和圖案的小堆積雪，以及起初看起來像是底部的一個黑影的東西。然後，他小心翼翼、吃力地爬進墳墓，摘下自己的圍巾，用它當掃帚掃去飄落的雪，快速檢查了一下，是羅斯·麥克勞林的屍體。

for only a ont he stood lookg to it, at the snow that had blown and frosted the rough sides, at the little drifts that had ford curio shapes and designs, and at what had first appeared to be a dark shadow at the botto then, carefully and borioly, he let hiself down to it, took off his uffler and ed it as a broo to sweep away the drifted snow, and ade a ick exaation of the body of ross cur

在他上方，傑克用一隻胳膊摟住海倫，海倫把臉埋在他的肩膀上。

above hi, jake put an ar around helene, who buried her face his shoulder

律師從坑裡爬了出來。“像其他人一樣被刺死在後背。”他報告說，“直接刺穿了大衣、西裝上衣、馬甲和襯衫。某人的胳膊相當有力。”手電筒的光瞬間照在他的臉上，傑克看到他的臉色灰白，非常疲憊。

the wyer clibed up out of the pit “stabbed the back, jt like the others,” he reported “stabbed right through an overat, suit at, vest, and shirt body has a fairly powerful ar” the fshlight caught his face for a ont, and jake saw that it was gray white and very tired

“我不該讓這種事發生。”馬龍緩緩地說，“我應該想到的。喝到一定程度的酒，他就會出去找個人聽他講故事，不管是朋友還是陌生人，就像前幾天晚上他開始和海倫聊天那樣。這次他只是碰巧和錯誤的人聊上了，然後就成了這樣。我絕不應該讓他離開我的視線。”他深深地吸了一口氣，“是我的錯。這個人的死怪我。”

“i shouldn’t have let this happen,” alone said slowly “i should have known the right nuber of drks and he would go out lookg for one to listen to his story, friend or stranr, jt as he started t