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Midnight Visitor
不速之客
Robert Arthur
羅伯特·阿瑟
Ausable did not fit the description of any secret agent Fowler had ever read about. Following him down the corridor of the gloomy French hotel where Ausable had a room, Fowler felt disappointed. It was a small room on the sixth floor, and hardly a setting for a romantic figure.
奧薩博與福勒所讀過的書中關(guān)于特工的描述并不相符。福勒很失望地跟著他一路走過陰暗的法國旅館的走廊，奧薩博在那里租了一間房。那是一個位于六層的小房間，人們很難將這種環(huán)境與這樣一位傳奇人物聯(lián)系起來。
Ausable was, for one thing, fat. Very fat. And then there was his accent. Though he spoke French passably, he had never altogether lost the New England accent he had brought to Paris from Boston twenty years ago.
令他失望的是，首先，奧薩博是一個胖子，而且非常胖。其次是他的口音，盡管他的法語還說得過去，但他仍然帶有二十年前從波士頓帶到巴黎的新英格蘭口音。
"You are disappointed," Ausable said wheezily over his shoulder. "You were told that I was a secret agent, a spy, dealing in espionage and danger. You wished to meet me because you are a writer, young and romantic. You thought you would have mysterious figures in the night, the crack of pistols, drugs in the wine."
“你一定很失望，”奧薩博氣喘吁吁地回過頭說，“別人說我是一個特工，一名間諜，周旋于間諜活動和危險之間。你期望能見到我，因為你是一個年輕、浪漫的作家。你可能以為今天晚上會碰到神秘人物、槍聲、放在酒里的迷藥。”
"Instead, you spent a dull evening in a French music hall with a sloppy fat man who, instead of having messages slipped into his hand by dark-eyed beauties, gets only an ordinary telephone call making an appointment in his room. You have been bored!" The fat man chuckled to himself as he unlocked the door of his room and stood aside to let his frustrated guest enter.
“然而事情并不像你想象的那樣，你在一個演奏法國音樂的餐廳同一個粗心的胖子度過了一個乏味的夜晚。并沒有黑眼睛的美女給他傳遞情報，他只是打了一個普通電話，與人約定在他的房間見面。你一定失望極了！”胖男人邊低聲笑著邊開門，并且站到一旁讓他那位失望的客人進房間。
