Chapter 7 Chapter 6 The Legendary Story of Pirate Blue Skin-1

one Cape May and Cape Hanlophan were shaped like the upper and lower jaws of a gigantic mouth through which the waters of the Delaware Bay rolled out into the rolling, shimmering Atlantic Ocean.From this jaw of Cape Hanlophan protruded a long, curved canine, strewn with smooth rolling high sand dunes.This houndstooth looks so sharp and bright, standing alone under a peaceful blue sky, accompanied by only the white lighthouse on the highest peak of the mountains .Deep in the dunes near this sheltered hook, the waters of Port Lewis flow quietly.Not far from the shore, there is an ancient town that looks very strange. In the town, black houses built with wooden boards and cobblestones can be seen everywhere.From the town, you can see through the masts of the ships moored in the port, and see the clear and straight purple coastline in the distance.

Lewis is a strange old town, where the fragrance of salt marshes and sea breeze is everywhere.People in the town have lived on this land for generations, and there are very few strangers here.Therefore, this is a good place to breed and preserve many ancient legends and traditions. Here, even some gossip or hearsay news may evolve into a widely circulated local historical legend.In the turbulent modern society, people talk more about last year's election, but here, people usually tell some scattered historical legends to those who are willing to listen. For example, there is a legend about the War of 1812: , Beresford's fleet was moored in the port, and they threatened to bomb the town.There are also stories about the American Revolution: Earl Howe's warships sailed up the river, stopping briefly in this quiet harbor before they bombarded Red Bank and old Philadelphia next to Fort Mifflin.

When we examine the real history with a serious attitude, we are surprised to find that many local historical legends have a strange and terrifying color, that is, those legends about the despicable deeds of famous pirates. Mysterious whereabouts, such as the treasures they buried deep in the sand dunes and pine forests on the beaches of the Atlantic Ocean. The following story tells the legend about a pirate - "Blue Skin". two In the early winter of 1750 and the spring of 1751, stories of the famous pirate Blueskin appeared in the legends of Lewistown. For about three or four years the old captains had brought into town all sorts of rumors of Blueskin's mischief in the waters off the West Indies and the Carolinas.According to them, in this world, there is probably no more cruel, bloody, and evil pirate than him.However, what the good-natured Lewis people never imagined was that those various barbaric and bloody stories about him would one day become a part of Lewis' history.

One day a schooner sailed into Port Lewis.The ship looked dilapidated, with the foredeck splintered, the foremast broken in the middle by gunfire, and three large holes in the mainsail.The first mate and a crew went ashore in a small boat and needed to find a doctor to help them save the lives of the three wounded.They said the captain and cook were dead and there were three wounded on board.Their narration made the people around them shudder when they heard it.It is said that they encountered Blueskin near Fenwick Island (about twenty or thirty miles south of the Cape), and that the pirates took their ship, and, having found only a few planks and timbers of cypress, abandoned their spoils.However, it may be that Blue Skin was very disappointed that he didn't get the valuable loot, so he was in a bad mood, so when he left, Blue Skin fired three broadsides at the helpless cargo ship.During the first bombardment, the captain was unfortunately killed; soon, the cook was also killed, and three other crew members were seriously injured.

This is the story the mate told.The story spread like wildfire, and within half an hour the town was in a commotion.Fenwick Island is very close to them, which means that Blue Skin may sail into Port Lewis at any time!Within an hour Governor Jones had gathered all the able-bodied men of the town, and the men were drawing rifles and rifles from the chimneys, ready to go into battle and defend their homes.Once the pirates entered the harbor and attempted to land, they acted immediately. But that day, Lan Fu didn't come, and the next day, he didn't come either.On the afternoon of the third day, news suddenly came from the town: the pirates had entered the cape.Hearing this news, people ran to the grass in front of the tavern, where a small group of old sailors had already gathered, staring nervously at the sea and discussing in low voices.Then they saw two ships coming slowly into the harbor, a three-masted schooner with rigging, the other a sloop, which looked smaller.The two boats had entered the cape, which was only two miles away.On the surface, there was nothing special about the two ships, but the crowd gathered on the grass did not let down their vigilance, and still watched the two ships in the bay anxiously.They were heading toward the wind, the sloop following the three-masted schooner as the mackerel follows a shark.

However, they were not heading in the direction of the port, but rather toward the Jersey Shore, and it soon became clear that Blueskin had no intention of visiting the town.They observed for another hour and a half, and found that the pirate ships six miles away suddenly changed direction and sailed into the sea with the wind.Until then, people finally breathed a sigh of relief. "These nasty villains are finally gone!" The old captain Ulf snapped the binoculars shut. But the people of Lewistown have not emerged from the shadow of the blue-skinned pirates.Two days later a half-breed from Indian River came into town with news that the pirates had entered the port, and now, about fifteen miles from Lewis, they were bringing the three-masted Dump on sand to wash hull.

Maybe the pirate blueskin didn't want to arouse the hostility of the people here. The half-breed said that the pirates did not cause any harm to the local residents. They paid the villagers when they took things from the Indian River and Rehoboth. . Later, when Levi Vaster returned home, the excitement of the pirates was at its most frenzied. three In the middle of the last century, two miles from the town of Lewis, there was a mill, which, although only fifty or sixty years old, looked weather-beaten from the outside.The cypress boards used to build the mill have faded into a very old-looking gray-white after being exposed to wind and rain. A thick layer of white flour has accumulated on the roof, which looks like dust accumulated over the years. The room was gloomy and gloomy, and looked gray and mysterious.Outside the mill, there are more than a dozen willow trees covering the sky and sun, and the mottled shade falls on the road in front of the door.In front of the mill stood a single-story hipped house built of long, narrow cobblestones.It is said that the mill was built by Ephraim White in 1701. When the story happened, the mill had been passed on to Hiram White, the grandson of Ephraim White.

At the age of 27, Hiram White was already considered a "celebrity" in the local area.As a child, people thought he was a fool, a "short-hearted man," and it was unlucky for a man in this small town where everyone knew everyone else, so he became one of those mean-spirited The neighbors laughed at the object of teasing.As an adult, people still despise him, often using all kinds of weird words to describe him, such as "dementia" or "crazy."Hiram, with his fat face, heavy body, clumsy movement, and loose joints, looks very stupid and comical and pathetic.His two small eyes are far apart and set flat on his face, his eyebrows are almost white, and his hair is sandy gray, which seems to have no color.He was taciturn, and occasionally he slurred his words when he spoke. Not only did he stutter, but he was always hesitant and hesitant, as if his thinking could not keep up with his own language.Those who liked to tease him always liked to persuade, bully or induce him to talk, and people laughed when they saw him stammering and his jaw always dropping stupidly.Attorney Hall was probably the only one in this small town who didn't believe that Hiram was a fool. Just real fools.Of course, whether Hiram's intelligence was high or low, and regardless of what people thought, one thing was certain, that he had always run his mill well, and it was doing well.At the time, in South Delaware, he was living fairly well.In fact, he is not a soft persimmon, if someone really provokes him, he will retaliate, give the other party a fatal blow, and return the color.

Just six months earlier, Hiram White had suffered a huge financial loss.At that time, the pirate Blueskin was lurking in the mouth of the Indian River.Hiram and Josiah Shiping, a Philadelphia merchant, had just concluded an "adventurous" business worth several hundred pounds and pennies.They had bought a load of wheat and corn meal, which they intended to ship to Jamaica in the bark "Nancy Lee."However, the "Nancy Lee" was attacked by pirates near the Cretuck Strait. The pirates threw the crew into the longboat attached to the sailboat and let the longboat float away by itself. All the cargo on the ship was taken to the water's edge, and then it was all set ablaze.

Hiram invested a total of £700 in this ill-fated "adventure", £500 of which was an inheritance from Hiram's father to his stepbrother Levi Wast seven years earlier. Hiram's father, Alize White, had been married twice, the second time to the widow Vast.Vast came with a tall, dark-haired, dark-eyed, very handsome boy, about a year younger than Hiram.Although this kid looks very clever and shrewd, he is very lazy and self-willed.Although he is not well educated and has many shortcomings, one thing cannot be denied is that he is indeed very intelligent, which is the complete opposite of Heimler's stupidity and clumsiness.Alize White had never really loved her own son, and was often ashamed of having this poor, dull fool.On the contrary, he likes the smart and handsome Levi Vaster very much and treats him like his own son

, always affectionately call him "our Levi".He had given a lot of patience, and had gone out of his way to train the boy to work at the mill, far more patience than most fathers have with their lazy, incompetent step-son. "Never mind," he always said, "Levi'll do it. Levi's the smartest man." Later, Levi ran away from home and went to work at sea.This incident dealt a heavy blow to the old miller, and it was probably the biggest blow he had ever received in his life.Before he died, he still had his missing stepson in his heart. "Perhaps he will come back," said he, "and in that case you will be good to him, Hiram. I have kept my word and left you the house and the mill, but you will swear that if Liva When I come back, if necessary, you will give him a home and a shelter." Hiram obeyed his father's request and made this oath. After Eliezer's death, it was discovered that he had left £500 to "dear stepson Levi Vaster", with Hall as custodian. Levi Waster had been away from his homeland for nearly nine years, and no one had ever heard of him, and it was assumed that he must be dead. One day Hiram arrived at the office of Hall's attorney with a letter from Josiah Shiping, a Philadelphia businessman.Hiram and the Philadelphia businessman had frequent business dealings.At that time, during the French War, the price of cornmeal in the British West Indies had skyrocketed.Mr. Shipping suggested that Hiram should join himself in the venture of transporting wheat and corn flour to Kingston, Jamaica, for resale.After receiving this letter, Hiram thought about it all night, and then took this letter to find Old Hall.Hall's attorney read the letter, waved his hand, and said, "The risk is too great, Hiram! If Mr. Shipin could find another partner, he would not come to you to take this risk. I think You came to me for advice, right? I suggest you ignore him." Hiram shook his head. "No? Then why did you come to see me?" Lawyer Hall asked. "Seven hundred pounds," said Hiram. "Seven hundred pounds!" said Mr. Hall. "I don't have seven hundred pounds to lend you, Hiram." "My father left Levi £500, I have £100 myself, and the other £100 is used as collateral," Hiram said. "Shh, shh, Hiram," said Attorney Hall, "it won't work. What will you do if Levi Vast comes back? I'm responsible for the money. If you want to do reasonable speculation If so, I would be happy to give you the money, but this business is too risky..." "Levi may never come back," said Hiram. "It's been nine years and Levi may be dead." "Maybe so," Hall said, "but we don't know if he's dead or not." "I'm surety on bonds," said Hiram. Attorney Hall was silent. He thought for a moment, and said: "Well, Hiram, if you really want to do it, I will give you the money. Your father left the money, and if I don't let his It would be unreasonable for the son to use it, but if you fail to speculate and let the money go to waste, Hiram, then if Levi comes back, you will be in trouble." In this way, Hiram White raised 700 pounds and invested them in this risky business. Unfortunately, all the money was burned by Blue Skin near the Crituck Channel. Four Sally Martin was thought to be the prettiest girl in Lewes, so when rumors were heard that Hiram White was courting her, the whole town found it unbelievable that it was just an absurdity. joke.After the news spread, when people saw Hiram, they often greeted Hiram like this: "Hey, Hiram, how is Sally now?" To this greeting, Hiram never answered, just as usual Clumsily, nonchalantly, he continued on his way. In fact, the joke was true, rain or shine, every week Hiram's foot crossed the threshold of Sally Massey's house.Twice a week, on Thursdays and Sundays, he sat in his permanent seat by the fire in Sully's house.At Sally's he hardly spoke, just nodded to the farmer, to the farmer's wife, to Sally, and to Sally's brother if he was there, Then I stopped doing anything, and never dared to cross the threshold.He just sat indifferently and dullly from seven thirty to nine o'clock, looking at this and that with dull eyes, but in the end his eyes always fell on Sally.Sometimes Sally's friends come over to play, for example But it seems that these people have nothing to do with Hiram. He just bears all the dirty jokes aimed at him in silence. He endured it indifferently and expressionlessly.He had been sitting there, silent and stupefied, and when nine o'clock struck he would get up, throw his coat over his clumsy body, put his three-cornered hat on his head, and say "Good night, Sally, I'm leaving," and then carefully closed the door and went out. Probably, never in this world had a girl had such a lover, such a courtship, as Sally Martin. Fives In a blink of an eye, it was late November, that is, about a week after people said that the pirates had reached the mouth of Indian River, on a Thursday night.At this time, cooking smoke curled up, and the night was coming.In this cold winter day, it seems that casual words will appear very loud. Hiram White was sitting in the dim light of tallow candles, poring over some ledgers.It was not yet seven o'clock, and he never went to Sally Martin's before seven.Slowly, hesitantly, he moved his fingers down the text, and suddenly, behind him, the kitchen door seemed to be opened and then closed again.He heard hurried footsteps coming across the floor, and the man dragged a chair over to the fire.Then there was the crackling sound of corncobs being poured onto the fire, accompanied by the whirring of the flames.Hiram didn't think much about it. He felt that this must be Bob, the black helper at the mill, or Dinah, the old black housekeeper, so he didn't look up, but continued to look at his account books. Then he closed the ledger with a sudden jerk, straightened his hair, got up, took the candle, and walked across the room to the back kitchen. As he went, he found corncobs burning brightly in the great smoke-blackened fireplace, and a man sitting in front of the fire.A dungaree coat hung on a chair behind him, and his hands were stretched out in front of the fire for warmth.He turned his head when he heard the lock unlock and Hiram enter.When Hiram saw the man's face, he froze there suddenly as if turned to stone.Although this face has changed a lot, he can still recognize it at a glance. This is his stepbrother Levi Wast.It turned out that he didn't die, he came back again.For a long time, there was a dead silence in the room, except for the crackling of the fire in the fireplace, and the ticking of the big clock on the wall, no one made a sound to break the silence.In the candlelight, Hiram's sluggish face looked very stupid, motionless like a stone, staring straight at the other face against the red light of the flames.It was a shrewd, sly, beautiful face, with high cheekbones, a nose bridge, and mouse-like eyes that kept blinking.Suddenly, he laughed, "Hi, I'm back, Hai." Levi finally broke the silence and spoke. Without a word, Hiram went straight to the fire, put the candle on the dusty mantelpiece between a pile of boxes and bottles, drew a chair to the other side of the fire, and sat down. down. His small glassy eyes were fixed on his stepbrother's face, neither curious nor surprised.His fat chin drooped more than usual, and besides the usual rigid expression on his fleshy face, there was a heavy snort, but that was all. As we mentioned, the face he saw was a startling change from a few years ago, and while it was still Levi Vaster's face, it was the same face he saw nine years ago when he rode the Brazilian Levi Vaster, whose human brig had gone to sea, was a very different man.The Levi Vast of nine years ago was a brutish, careless, easy-going fellow, thoughtless and selfish, but not essentially evil or murderous.And now this Levi Vast, who was sitting in the chair on the other side of the fireplace, saw the mark of evil and ferocity on his face.His dark skin was tanned an Indian tan, and there was a curious blotch on one side of his face, and a hideous long, curved scar that ran obliquely across his forehead, temples, and cheeks.The scar is whitish in color, and there are traces of stitches on it.And that smudge was the size of a palm, blue in color, probably the color of the text, printed on the cheeks and the side of the neck.Hiram could hardly stop looking at the stain and the scar. Levi's attire was also eccentric: a pair of heavy gold earrings dangled from his ears, and a dirty red scarf was loosely tied around his neck, revealing his emaciated throat and bony Adam's apple, from his clothes, he seems to be a sailor.The coat had been a lovely dark purple, but it was now dirty and faded, and it was too small to fit him well on his slender body, and the lace had lost its original shape. of gloss.Dirty muslin cuffs hung down from the wrists, and on the fingers were rings set with various stones that glistened in the firelight.His temple hair was styled in Spanish curls, lying flat against his face. On both sides of the cheeks, a braid hangs behind the head and hangs down to half the waist. Hiram didn't say a word, just sat there motionless, looking up and down his stepbrother with his small glassy eyes. Levi didn't seem to mind his stepbrother's scrutiny. He leaned forward, put his hands on the flames, and slowly rubbed them together.Then, suddenly, he turned the chair around, and there was a creaking sound of the chair rubbing against the floor, which sounded very harsh.He turned his face and looked at his stepbrother, then took out a pipe from his spacious pocket, and put some shredded tobacco from a box of tobacco into it. "Well, Hai," he said, "you see, I'm back again?" "I thought you were dead," said Hiram dully. Levi laughed, pulled a red-hot charcoal from the fire, lit his pipe, and smoked, filling the air with the acrid smell of tobacco. "No, no," he said, blowing a smoke ring, "I'm not dead, and I can't be. But God, I'm not dead, but I've played a lot of thrilling games with old Neptune. That's it. " Hiram eyed his jagged scar suspiciously, and Levi caught his gaze too. "Look at this again," he said, running his finger over a crooked suture, "it looks scary, but it's not that scary." His hand paused for a moment on the livid stain. "Four years ago in September, we encountered an opium ship on the China Sea, and a coolie Singaporean scoundrel on board gave me a knife. That's it," his hand touched the blue stain again. , "It was shot by mistake. Sea, while off the island of San Gadalina, a Spanish captain shot at me so close that the gunpowder got into the skin and could never be taken out. His eyes ...He might as well have shot himself in the head that morning. But never mind that, I guess I've changed my looks, haven't I, Hay?" He took the pipe from his mouth and looked at Hiram questioningly, who nodded. Levi laughed. "No doubt," he said, "whether I've changed or not, I bet you're still the stupid brother you used to be. I remember Papa used to say you couldn't even get yourself in the rain. No IQ. Oh, and speaking of Dad, I heard he died nine years ago, and speaking of which, do you know why I came back?" Hiram shook his head. "I came back mainly to take the 500 pounds my father left me. I heard about it." Hiram sat motionless for a second or two, and then said, "I invested all my money and lost it all." Levi's face fell immediately, and he took the pipe from his mouth, and fixed Hiram with piercing eyes. "What did you say?" he said after a while. "I thought you were dead and put... 700 pounds... on the 'Nancy Lee'...but Blueskin burned it near Crituck." "Burn it near Kritak!" Levi repeated.Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, "burned by the blue skin!" he repeated, and suddenly fell back on the chair, letting out a short burst of wild laughter. "Ah! God! Hai, you are really unlucky, you got burned by blue skin, didn't you?" He paused, as if thinking of something, and then laughed again. "Anyway, Hai," said he, "you know I can't afford to suffer from Blueskin's behaviour. The money was left to me, and I got it perfectly legally, and you must pay, Hiram White, whether it was burned or sunk, whether it has pirate blue skin or not, you must pay me the money." He was silent for a while, thinking for a while. "Anyway, Hai," he returned to the subject of the conversation, "I don't want to push too hard, you're so stupid, I don't want to push you too hard. I'll give you a month to raise this money." Money, I'm going to stay here for the time being. I'm in trouble now brother, do you understand? I'm so upset that I want to stay here until everything calms down. I'll tell you how What the heck. I got into a fight with a land bandit in Philadelphia and wounded a guy. That's why I'm here, and you don't tell anybody about it, you know?" Hiram opened his mouth as if to say something, but seemed to think it over again, and finally just nodded. This Thursday evening was the first time in six months that Hiram White had not set foot in the door of Sally Martin's house. six In less than a week, Levi Wast was hanging out with his old friends again. Although this Levi was completely different from the previous Levi, the relationship between them is now the same as it was nine years ago. It was different, but in the pub and in the country shop he was still as popular as he had been all those years ago, and he was always in the limelight.During those nine years he seemed to have had many wild and brutal adventures on land and sea, and he could sit and talk for hours on end to anyone who was interested, even those who grew up in the Atlantic Ocean. The old sailors who sailed were also dumbfounded and marveled at his reckless and careless way of life.He looked rich, and he always spent money lavishly, squandering money to make people stunned and envious. As we mentioned earlier, at that time, pirate blue skin was always a topic of discussion.Later, when people heard that Levi could often see the bloody, demon-like pirate, his fame in the town was even greater.Levi said Blueskin was a stocky, well-built man with a black beard.He always carries a sword and a pistol when he goes to sea, but in fact, he is not as black as everyone has described before.Levi told many stories about Blueskin's adventures, and the people listened with great interest and carried themselves away. As for the pirate blueskins, they were very low-key and unassuming around the Indian River, and for a while the residents of Lewistown almost forgot that blueskins would do something out of the ordinary when the time allowed.And people no longer recalled the wretched wreck that came into port a fortnight ago, though it had come to them for help with its horrific load of dead and groaning wounded.Maybe they did forget who and what kind of person Lan Fu was for a while, but this time did not last long. One day, a three-masted sailing ship sailing from Bristol to Cuba sailed into Port Lewis to supply fresh water, carrying a lot of valuable cloth and silk on board.The captain spent two or three hours in the tavern after he landed.It so happened that Levi was there telling people about Blueskin.The English captain, an old sailor with grizzled hair, showed great disdain for Levi's story.He said that he has been sailing in the China Sea and the Indian Sea for a long time, and he has never been afraid of greedy American pirates like Blue Skin.A stinking Chinese galley full of coolies can only be talked about for fun, who ever heard of pirates like Blue Skin looting bigger ships than Spanish canoes and American offshore trading ships? ship? Levi smiled. "Anyway, dear sir," he said, "if I were you, I'd stay away from Blue Skin. I've heard he cleaned boats here not long ago, and if you got too close, maybe he It will cause you a little trouble." Hearing this, the Englishman smiled and was noncommittal, but said that it might be so, and if the wind direction and weather were right at noon tomorrow, he planned to weigh anchor and go to sea. Levi laughed again, "I wish I could be there to see what's going on," he said, "but I'm going across the river tonight to see a girl, and I probably won't be back for three or four days. " The next afternoon, as the captain wished, the weather was fine and the sea was calm, and the barque set sail.That night, Lewis Town stayed up all night, and people were amazed to see the raging flames in the southeast that were so red for a long time.Two days later a Negro oyster-catcher from the Indian River brought word that the pirates had anchored their boats at the mouth of the river, and were unloading great bales from the great ships, which they had piled up on the beach and covered with water-proof The oilcloth was covered.He said that he heard that Blue Skin encountered a British three-masted sailing ship on the Indian River. The pirates not only burned the ship, killed the captain, but also captured all the crew members and became pirates. Only three people survived. Just as the commotion and panic which had been caused by this dreadful event was about to subside, another incident occurred which again aroused the uproar.One afternoon a small boat accompanied by a larger ship came into Port Lewis with five men and two women on board.This is the carrier boat of the Charleston liner bound for New York, commanded by the chief mate, entering the port.Ten miles east-south of Cape Hanlophan, the liner was attacked by pirates, and unfortunately captured.The pirates boarded the ship in the stillness of the night, met almost no resistance, and captured the ship.It is for this reason that the pirates did not kill a single person, nor took any other violent action.However, they stripped the captain, crew, and passengers of all valuables, burned the liner, and dumped everyone in the skiff, leaving them to fend for themselves.At night, the sea was pitch black, and the small boats attached to the liner were separated. After the sun rose, the people on this small boat realized that they had arrived in Hanluopan. It is said that Attorney Hall wrote a report on these two matters, which was delivered to the liner's first mate and sent to Philadelphia.However, for some reason, it was not until nearly four weeks later that New York sent a warship to sail here.In four weeks, the pirates had finished disposing of the tarpaulin-covered loot piled on the sands of the Indian River Estuary.A part of it they carried away in two small sloops, and the other part in a carriage into the country. seven Levi once told the English captain that he was going to the country to find one of his girlfriends.After being away for nearly two weeks, Levi popped into town again just as he had the first time back in Lewis.The door was flung open and Levi walked in, just as Hiram was sitting at the table eating.Levi casually hung his hat behind the door, as if he had been gone less than an hour.He looked depressed and heavy-hearted, and without a word he sat down at the table, fists clenched, chin resting, staring sullenly at the tortillas.Dinah handed him a plate and a knife and fork. As soon as Levi appeared, Hiram lost his appetite at once, and pushed away his plate to stare at Levi, while his brother gorged himself like a wolf on top of the bacon and cakes.When no one spoke, Levi finished his meal, lit his pipe, and opened his mouth. "Look at you, Hiram," he stooped, and took a live coal from the fire, "look at you, Hiram! I've gone to Philadelphia, you know? I've gone to settle a trouble, It's what I told you when I first came home. Do you understand? Do you remember? Have you heard about it?" He turned his head and looked at his brother, as if waiting for the other party's answer.But he got nothing, so he went on, "Two gentlemen are coming to my house this evening, friends of mine from Philadelphia, to do business with me, and you had better not stay at home. Sea, you You can walk outside, understand?" Then he grinned, "You can go see Sally." 海勒姆推开椅子，站了起来，背靠着壁炉的另一边，“我一定要待在家里。”他坚定地说。 “但是我不想让你待在家里，海，”利瓦伊说，“我们要谈生意，我想要你出去。” “我一定要待在家里。”海勒姆又说。 利瓦伊的脸色马上沉了下来，牙齿磨得咯咯作响，看上去再过一分钟就要爆发了。但是，他还是抑制住了自己的怒气，“你这个猪一样愚蠢的白痴。”他说。海勒姆眼睛连眨都没有眨一下。“至于你，”利瓦伊转向正在清理餐桌的老黑女人黛娜，怒目相视，“把这些东西拿下去，滚出去，没有我的允许，再也不要靠近厨房。如果被我发现你在偷看的话，就算不挖出你的心脏，也会挖出你的眼睛和肝脏来。”