《股票作手回忆录·第一章·少年与行情板》第5节
Well, I kept up my little memorandum book perhaps six months. Instead of leaving for home the moment I was through with my work, I’d jot down the figures I wanted and would study the changes, always looking for the repetitions and parallelisms of behaviour--learning to read the tape, although I was not aware of it at the time. One day one of the office boys--he was older than I--came to me where I was eating my lunch and asked me on the quiet if I had any money. “Why do you want to know?” I said. “Well,” he said, “I’ve got a dandy tip on Burlington. I’m going to play it if I can get somebody to go in with me.” “How do you mean, play it?” I asked. To me the only people who played or could play tips were the customers--old jiggers with oodles of dough. Why, it cost hundreds, even thousands of dollars, to get into the game. It was like owning your private carriage and having a coachman who wore a silk hat. “That’s what I mean; play it!” he said. “How much you got?” “How much you need?” “Well, I can trade in five shares by putting up $5.”
注释摘要
在这段文字之前，少年拉里·利文斯顿已经在经纪行里当了一阵子行情抄写员。他每天的工作就是把报价机吐出来的数字写到大黑板上，但他没像其他小孩那样只把这当成挣工资的活儿。他自己弄了个小本子，用六个月的时间，把观察到的股价起伏、涨跌之前的固定表现一一记下来，在脑海里寻找那些重复出现的规律。那时候他压根儿不知道这就叫“读盘”，他只是单纯被数字的变化迷住了，想知道自己…