“三份双份黑麦威士忌。我的意思是两杯三倍的黑麦威士忌。不管怎样，快点。”
“Three double ryes,” Malone said. “I mean two triple ryes. Anyway, hurry.”
女孩向吧台的方向匆匆跑去。
The girl fled toward the bar.
杰克生气地说：“我以为你要吃的呢。”
Jake said crossly, “I thought you wanted food.”
“我要，” 马龙向他保证。“酒精也是一种食物。你知道一个人完全靠酒精能维持多久吗？”
“I do,” Malone assured him. “Alcohol is a food. Do you know how long it’s possible for a human being to exist entirely on alcohol?”
“不知道，” 杰克说。“总有人在我有机会弄清楚之前就把我弄清醒了。但你说你还没吃晚饭。你说过……”
“No,” Jake said. “Someone always sobered me up before I had a chance to find out. But you said you hadn’t had any dinner. You said—”
“没错，” 马龙赶紧说，想起来了。他看了看菜单，发现一种特制牛排要三十分钟才能做好，女孩回来的时候他就点了这个。“等一下。” 他一口气喝下那杯黑麦威士忌，把杯子递给她，说：“先把这个倒满。这是紧急情况。”
“That’s right,” Malone said hastily, remembering. He looked over the menu, found a special steak that took thirty minutes to prepare, and ordered it when the girl returned. “Wait a minute.” He downed the rye in one shuddering gulp, handed her the glass and said, “Fill this up first. It’s an emergency.”
现在的问题是要怎么消磨时间。
It was just a matter of using up time, now.
杰克静静地坐着，焦虑地看着这位小律师。他的行为有点不太正常。
Jake sat silent, watching the little lawyer anxiously. There was something about his behavior that didn’t seem quite normal.
最后牛排送来了。马龙厌恶地看着它。“我说要全熟的。”
Eventually the steak arrived. Malone glared at it. “I said well done.”
“你非常明确地说要三分熟的。” 女孩告诉他。
“You very positively said rare,” the girl told him.
马龙皱着眉头看着她，用叉子戳了刺牛排，把它举起来，露出一条宽宽的鲜红的条纹。“这叫三分熟？这甚至能叫熟了吗？” 他厌恶地把牛排扔下去。“该死，我见过伤得比这还重的牛都能康复。”
Malone scowled at her, poked a fork into the steak and lifted it up so that a broad stripe of scarlet showed. “Call this rare? Call this even cooked?” He flopped it down disgustedly. “Damn it, the steers hurt worse than this, and get well.”
女服务员深吸了一口气。“您要我把它拿回去吗，先生？”
The waitress drew a long breath. “Do you wish me to take it back, sir?”
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