《了不起的盖茨比·Chapter IX》第9节
The morning of the funeral I went up to New York to see Meyer Wolfshiem; I couldn’t seem to reach him any other way. The door that I pushed open, on the advice of an elevator boy, was marked “The Swastika Holding Company,” and at first there didn’t seem to be anyone inside. But when I’d shouted “hello” several times in vain, an argument broke out behind a partition, and presently a lovely Jewess appeared at an interior door and scrutinized me with black hostile eyes. “Nobody’s in,” she said. “Mr. Wolfshiem’s gone to Chicago.” The first part of this was obviously untrue, for someone had begun to whistle “The Rosary,” tunelessly, inside. “Please say that Mr. Carraway wants to see him.” “I can’t get him back from Chicago, can I?” At this moment a voice, unmistakably Wolfshiem’s, called “Stella!” from the other side of the door. “Leave your name on the desk,” she said quickly. “I’ll give it to him when he gets back.” “But I know he’s there.” She took a step toward me and began to slide her hands indignantly up and down her hips. “You young men think you can force your way in here any time,” she scolded. “We’re getting sickantired of it. When I say he’s in Chicago, he’s in Chicago.”
注释摘要
葬礼的早晨，我上纽约去找沃尔夫山姆——除这之外，好像没法找到他了。这句话开门见山，交代了行动，也透露了尼克在此刻的孤立无援。电话联系不上，只能亲自跑到城里去碰运气，这已经是盖茨比死后他四处碰壁的延续。 那扇门，是听一个开电梯的男孩指点才推开的，门上写着“万字控股公司”。这个公司的名字，在菲茨杰拉德写作的一九二五年，还没有后来附着其上的全部恐怖含义——“Sw…