《了不起的盖茨比·Chapter III》第11节
At a lull in the entertainment the man looked at me and smiled. “Your face is familiar,” he said politely. “Weren’t you in the First Division during the war?” “Why yes. I was in the Twenty-eighth Infantry.” “I was in the Sixteenth until June nineteen-eighteen. I knew I’d seen you somewhere before.” We talked for a moment about some wet, grey little villages in France. Evidently he lived in this vicinity, for he told me that he had just bought a hydroplane, and was going to try it out in the morning. “Want to go with me, old sport? Just near the shore along the Sound.” “What time?” “Any time that suits you best.” It was on the tip of my tongue to ask his name when Jordan looked around and smiled. “Having a gay time now?” she inquired. “Much better.” I turned again to my new acquaintance. “This is an unusual party for me. I haven’t even seen the host. I live over there—” I waved my hand at the invisible hedge in the distance, “and this man Gatsby sent over his chauffeur with an invitation.” For a moment he looked at me as if he failed to understand.
注释摘要
这一幕发生在派对的间歇，娱乐稍停的时刻。尼克正和乔丹·贝克坐在桌旁，旁边还有一个与尼克年纪相仿的男人和一个动不动就大笑的喧闹女孩。尼克已经喝了两大杯香槟，眼前的一切在他微醺的视野里变得意义非凡、深邃而原初。这时，那个男人转向他，礼貌地说他的脸很熟，问他是不是一战时在第一师服役。尼克答是，他在第二十八步兵团。那人说他曾在第十六团，直到一九一八年六月，他就知道…