《了不起的盖茨比·Chapter VIII》第19节
The chauffeur—he was one of Wolfshiem’s protégés—heard the shots—afterwards he could only say that he hadn’t thought anything much about them. I drove from the station directly to Gatsby’s house and my rushing anxiously up the front steps was the first thing that alarmed anyone. But they knew then, I firmly believe. With scarcely a word said, four of us, the chauffeur, butler, gardener, and I hurried down to the pool. There was a faint, barely perceptible movement of the water as the fresh flow from one end urged its way toward the drain at the other. With little ripples that were hardly the shadows of waves, the laden mattress moved irregularly down the pool. A small gust of wind that scarcely corrugated the surface was enough to disturb its accidental course with its accidental burden. The touch of a cluster of leaves revolved it slowly, tracing, like the leg of transit, a thin red circle in the water. It was after we started with Gatsby toward the house that the gardener saw Wilson’s body a little way off in the grass, and the holocaust was complete.
注释摘要
这一节讲的是盖茨比之死被发现的过程，但叙述本身极其克制，几乎把暴力压到水底。司机听到了枪声，却“afterwards he could only say that he hadn't thought anything much about them”——这是沃夫希姆的人，一个活在与暴力相邻却假装听不见的世界里的人。他不做出反应，不是因为麻木，而是因为在那个…