《了不起的盖茨比·Chapter IV》第13节
“Sure he went.” Mr. Wolfshiem’s nose flashed at me indignantly. “He turned around in the door and says: ‘Don’t let that waiter take away my coffee!’ Then he went out on the sidewalk, and they shot him three times in his full belly and drove away.” “Four of them were electrocuted,” I said, remembering. “Five, with Becker.” His nostrils turned to me in an interested way. “I understand you’re looking for a business gonnegtion.” The juxtaposition of these two remarks was startling. Gatsby answered for me: “Oh, no,” he exclaimed, “this isn’t the man.” “No?” Mr. Wolfshiem seemed disappointed. “This is just a friend. I told you we’d talk about that some other time.” “I beg your pardon,” said Mr. Wolfshiem, “I had a wrong man.” A succulent hash arrived, and Mr. Wolfshiem, forgetting the more sentimental atmosphere of the old Metropole, began to eat with ferocious delicacy. His eyes, meanwhile, roved very slowly all around the room—he completed the arc by turning to inspect the people directly behind. I think that, except for my presence, he would have taken one short glance beneath our own table. “Look here, old sport,” said Gatsby, leaning toward me, “I’m afraid I made you a little angry this morning in the car.”
注释摘要
这一段发生在第四十二街的地下餐厅里，尼克刚听完沃尔夫山姆讲述罗西·罗森塔尔被枪杀的故事。他天真地问了一句“他去了吗”，沃尔夫山姆立刻被这种怀疑刺痛了——“他的鼻子冲我愤愤地闪了一下”。菲茨杰拉德把人物的情绪写在身体器官上，鼻子在这整段午餐场景里几乎是一个独立角色，时而感伤地颤抖，时而像武器一样闪动。沃尔夫山姆复述罗西临出门前那句话：“别让那侍者收走我的咖啡…