他站在过道里,帽子戴在后脑勺上,嘴里叼着一支雪茄烟,从衣袋里拿出一块大怀表,不耐烦地跺着脚。“喂!”他大声嚷嚷,象是想叫全世界都听见。“要我等着,没这习惯!费边女士知不知道我已经来了?大家都干什么鬼名堂去了?”守门的人胆怯地瞧着他。“对不起,先生,请稍等一会儿。请问您的大名?”他妈的,这家伙连我都不认识!他瞪住守门的人老大一会儿,好让他知道他将要回答的话有重要含意。 He stood in the hallway, wearing a hat on his head, holding a cigar in his mouth, a large pocket watch from his pocket, and his feet impatiently. “Hey!” He shouted, as if wanting to hear the whole world. “Do you want me to wait, do not get used to it! Do Mrs. Fabier know that I’m here already? What are the people doing?” The gatekeepers looked at him timidly. “Excuse me, sir, please wait a moment. Excuse me, is your name?” FUCK, this guy did not even know me! He gazed at the gatekeeper for a moment, so that he knew he was going to have something important to say.