Chapter 8 chapter eight

They set off early on Friday, heading southwest to a nice little resort by the lake.Butch seemed receptive to their argument that Caro wanted a vacation because he was too tired to do the housework, and he could go along.They told him it was the best thing about summer camp. They drove slowly, by side roads, and they reached the town of Suffron, ninety miles from Harper's, about lunchtime.They had a good lunch in the quiet restaurant of a small hotel by the lake called "Xifeng Xiaodi".It was an old farm building, with a Victorian air of grand and inept, and a little man who looked like a cricket showed them two rooms on the third floor by the lake with a shared bathroom between them.A week's rent was reasonable, and the room was clean and bright, with maple furniture and shag rugs.The rent includes breakfast and dinner, and you can use the beach on the lake, the hotel's boat, the croquet court and two tennis courts.

That's right, there are other children living in the hotel, and they have never stipulated that children cannot be brought in, but pets are not allowed, please.Even with this oblique reference to Marilyn, it was immediately apparent that Butch was upset again.Sam decided he didn't need a pseudonym, it was too contrived, ridiculous, and unnecessary.Caro said that she would write directly to the office, and to be more cautious, she would use an envelope that did not have a return address of "Western Mansion" printed on it. After Caro and Butch had unpacked and changed, they went for a walk in the village and came back to wait until the croquet ground was clear.Caro played with demure accuracy, and she was most proud of hitting Sam's ball behind whenever she had the chance.Sam and Butch join forces, but she still beats them.

That night, after they got into the big double bed, Caro said, "I'm going to splurge a bit and buy a tennis racket. My muscles are all flabby. I need to get firmer." "Slack? Slack? Where? Here? Or here?" "Don't do that, you idiot." "Do you think you'll be happy staying here?" "Not happy, dear, I'm as content here as I am anywhere else when you're not around." Suddenly, she giggled. "What's up?" "Butch. I think of the disdain he gave when those two little girls talked to him." "Nevertheless, I think he had a good time with them."

"But he looks very superior and pompous. He's such a machismo little man." "And the girl whose birthday is tomorrow." "Fifteen. God, what an age." "There is no basis for that." "No, it's true, I was terribly unhappy when I was fifteen. Every mirror broke my heart, I was a mess, and there was no way I'd marry him." "Who is he?" "Don't you snicker, it's Clark Gable. I had everything planned. He was going to come to Texas to make a movie, a movie about oil wells, and I'd be on their set, and one day he He'd turn around, look straight at me, smile at me with his weird, questioning expression, raising and lowering his eyebrows, and then he told the camera to stop and came over to stare at me. Then he He would greet someone, and that person quickly ran to him, and he pointed to me who was proud of my beauty and said: 'She is my next heroine, get the contract ready. ’ But, alas, I am so ugly.”

"I used to have an intense and annoying love affair with porn star Sylvia Xueni. She would curl up in my arms like a sleek kitten and tell me that even though I was two years overweight Ten pounds is fine. Hey, who's laughing now?" "sorry baby." "And then, of course, there was the Joan Brandey period, and for a while there was Ada Rubineau, and there was Jean Harlow. Jane used to drive from Paris in her fancy cabriolet, Wait for me behind the hangar, after I've landed my fighter jet that's still smoking and has just shot down three enemy planes, and then I'm going back to the big car in a calm, cool and awesome way My unbelievable good luck is all because I tie her black net stockings around my arm before every combat mission. She always brings a basket of chilled champagne, And people would see us that night in all the fun places in Paris, with that curvy, platinum-haired beauty, and that tall air warrior with the melancholy look in his eyes, who was both great and humble."

"Really?" "She fell in love with a British major and left me, and I forgot to tie the stocking on the next mission. A German plane knocked me out of the clouds, and when the fuselage caught fire and fell I saluted him while he flapped his wings in honor of my dying hero." "My goodness!" "It's a really insulting snicker, it sounds like a snicker." "God, I wish it was like this all the time, I mean it's so safe and we're all together, I don't want Sunday to come, I don't want to stand outside trying to put on a smiley face and watch you drive off. "

"Don't think about it." "I can't not want to." "Maybe you can distract yourself with something else." "Mm-mmm-maybe." According to the time previously arranged by correspondence with the camp area, they went to the boys' summer camp to pick up Jimmy before lunch.He was tanned, thin, and surprisingly clean.Then they drove three miles down the Lake Shore Road to Minna Tara to pick up Nancy.Nancy looked perfectly healthy, her eyes twinkling brightly. They drove thirty miles east to a small town called Admont and had a big meal at the restaurant of the local Admont Hotel.The female assistant arranged a table for them in the small VIP room next to the big restaurant so that they would not be disturbed.

Nancy chattered with gusto.This year's camp was great, and Mr. Taylor was pretty annoying, but he wasn't going to mess with them.She was the vice-president of the social events committee, and Tommy Kent was the president of the social events committee at Ganttara, so they often met to plan events.Tommy did a great job, and Mr. Manner gave Tommy a sort of personal assistant job.There was a red-haired girl who got poison ivy and it got so bad she had to be sent home.Another girl fell off her horse and sprained her shoulder, but she didn't come home.A water-skiing speedboat was added to the camp, which alternated between the two camps, usually driven by Tommy.

After Nancy finished, Jamie talked about his life of adventure.One of the kids he lived with was a smug guy, so Jimmy put on his boxing gloves and gave him a fight, and Jimmy knocked that kid out twice before Mr. Manner stopped the bout, and now They are good friends now.He passed the primary lifesaving training exam.He killed a snake with a stick, and now he is making a homemade bow for archery lessons, made from lemon wood.You have to use a piece of glass to smooth it, and twine to make the bowstring, and then wax it. After lunch, Sam went out to fetch presents from the car.Nancy loved every gift.There are also traditional little comforting gifts, one for Jimmy and one for Butch, to comfort someone because it's their birthday.

According to the prior arrangement, Caro took Butch away first, leaving Sam, Nancy and Jamie at the dinner table so that Sam could tell them the new arrangement.They could know that their mother was living with Butch in the Xifeng Mansion in Shufulun, but they couldn't tell others.Nancy asked if she could tell Tommy, and Sam said yes, in case of a serious emergency, they could call Suvron to find Mom, or call his office and the New Essex Hotel look for him. Jamie looked sullenly at his father and asked, "It's like running, isn't it?" "You shut up!" Nancy said.

"It's all right, Nancy. Yes, son, in a way it is. But I'm not hiding. I'll be careful, but I'm not going to hide. People put the women and the children in the lifeboats first. " "Tommy and Mr. Manner keep telling me to hang out with the other kids all the time," Jamie said, "I hope the lousy prisoner comes to camp and we'll fix him, huh, we'll each take a rock, Throw him together and these rocks will hit him right on the head. Then we'll tie him up and take him to the kitchen and cut him up with that brand new meat slicer that cost a hundred and twenty bucks Well, Mr. Manner said." "Jimmy!" Nancy said, "don't say such horrible things." "She is fifteen years old now, can she give orders to me?" Zhan Mi asked. "If you come up with any tricks to keep her from eating lunch, she has the right to object." "I'll slice him very thin," Jimmy said harshly. "I also think we should stop talking about it, young man. You know what's going on now, and neither of you can be careless. The man has a car, he's out of prison, and when he finds our house When nobody's there and the gates are locked, it's easy to find out in the village where you kids go for the summer. I know he's seen Nancy, and I'm guessing he's seen you. Can we go? Mom and Butch at In the hall across the way." "It's weird to think there's no one in the house," Nancy said. As they got up, she touched her father's arm coyly. "Please be careful, Dad." "I will." On Sunday night Sam ate alone in the steakhouse of the New Essex Hotel and then had a drink in the bar before going to bed.Standing at the bar, drinking glass in hand, he felt very alone in the world.Recalling that when the car drove to the side entrance at the end of the driveway of Xifeng Xiaodi, he stopped, looked back, and waved.Caro and Butch stood close together on the green lawn and waved to him, and he drove the little car back to New Essex quickly. There was a loud noise in his ear that startled him. "Come into town, Sam?" He turned and saw George (George) Feldon's big, smiling face, and he tried to look happy so as not to be rude. Georgie Ferdon was a real estate agent, and he was very successful.He was tall and stocky, with a bad sense of humor and an impenetrable thick skin.He treated women with excessive flattery, and when they met for the second time, he became very strange and added a very crude irony.For the men, he was a traditional optimist, involved in several civic and public service organizations, with a chubby Angela Ferdon at home, and four smaller, chubby Ferdons.Everyone would call him "Georgie" and not George until Guisey.Caro couldn't stand him, and she couldn't understand how he could succeed.When they were looking for a house, he had shown her several houses that were so unsuitable that she suspected he was joking.But Qiao Qi was very serious. "Hello, George." George patted his right shoulder and said, "Benny, have another glass of the wine that Mr. Bowden is drinking." "No, really." "Okay, as long as you can hold your ground, you can have another drink. What brought you into town tonight? Have a date with some mysterious blonde?" "I live in this hotel." Qiao Qi raised his eyebrows. "Oh, oh! We've got them, old Sam, and you can't get on with them, but you can't live without them. One little word wrong, and you're turned out of the house gone." Sam felt very unhappy, and of course he didn't want to tell Ferdon about his troubles. "That's not the case, Georgie. Two kids go to summer camp, so we lock up the house and Caro takes the youngest on a little vacation." George nodded vigorously. "We hear it all the time, Sam, it's called a marriage holiday, to let each other go and relax for a while." He winked lewdly at Sam, and bumped his elbow in the ribs so hard that Sam lost his balance. "I've never been able to persuade Angela to do it, though. Show me how to do it, Brother Sam." He threw his head back, laughed loudly, and elbowed Sam again. "Have you made all the arrangements? Bro, do you want to borrow Uncle George's little address book?" "No, thanks, George." Sam blocked the next blow from his elbow. "You're in the wrong business, brother Sam, and I'm telling you, a visit to a nice new house does turn on those pretty little women. You can't imagine the chicks I've met, Brother." "For God's sake, Georgie, stop nudging me with your elbow." "What? Hey, I'm so sorry, I think it's just a habit. You see there's something like that over there against the wall, a hit-and-miss deal, do you like it?" "It's not bad, but the man with her should have picked up her." "Come with me to a place that is really lively, it's too lifeless here." "I'm sorry, George, I'm going to go upstairs and read some books before going to bed." "Ah, come on, buddy, we can..." Qiao Qi stopped talking suddenly.Sam looked down at him.George was licking his lips and looking at the front of Sam's suit jacket, and Sam looked down and saw the butt of the gun.He quickly adjusted his coat and concealed it. "What the hell are you doing with that thing?" George whispered gruffly, with a shocked expression on his face. "The thing is, George, there is someone who wants to kill me, and he may show up at any time." George looked around nervously. "Are you joking?" Sam looked at him gravely. "We lawyers make enemies everywhere, George." "This... this person is in the city?" "He could walk in that door at any moment." Qiao Qi stepped back slowly. "Hey, I really deserve to die." "Don't tell anyone about it, George." "No, no, I will definitely not say it." He looked at his watch. "I have to go now, it's good to meet you," he said, stepping back. Sam's enjoyment at this unexpected interlude wore off quickly.Georgie would tell, and Georgie would tell everyone he met.He drank the glass of wine he didn't want and went to bed. Nothing happened on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.Sam followed the pre-determined precautions, calling Caro from the office twice a day, and she always concealed her nervousness and loneliness with unwavering cheerfulness.But this camouflage is not complete.On Wednesday morning, she sent a long letter full of trivial matters around her.She describes the other guests in the hotel.She found a tennis partner, a long-armed, powerful woman whose husband was a Marine Corps captain serving overseas.She said that although her golf skills have been abandoned, she is slowly recovering.Butch was also very interested in tennis, so she found him a small tennis racket and was teaching him the basics, which he learned very quickly.Butch didn't like the dim TV in the lounge: the big grocery store in town doubled as a good rental bookstore.And she missed him, they both missed him, their house, the two siblings at summer camp. By Thursday afternoon he felt that he had waited and worried enough, and that it was time for the white mouse to venture out of the hole to find out where the cat was. Around six o'clock he was in Nickerson's Bar on Market Street.The bar area is part of a long, narrow space with paneled walls painted dark green, with green faux leather covering the bar stools and the edge of the bar.There are also mirrors and chrome trim, as well as recessed lighting behind the bar.The whole place has an old and run down feel.The paint and lacquer were chipped, the mirrors and chrome were peeling off, the TV suspended above the bar was on, and the jukebox had a "malfunction" note on it.There were three people sitting at the other end of the bar, whispering to each other, talking in low, serious voices.There were no other customers in the bar area. A little beyond the bar area is a much larger space, a club-like bar seat.The daylight did not reach the area, and two dim spotlights cast a slanted light on a small, empty stage with a small white piano and a very old drum set.In the reflected light, he saw two male and female couples sitting beside two tables.A waitress in a dark green uniform with a dirty white apron leaned against the wide entry door frame between the bar area and the bar seats.She was a listless blond woman who was picking out a molar in her mouth with her thumbnail. The bartender stood inside the bar counter, wiping his glasses endlessly while watching TV. Sam picked a high stool at the corner of the bar counter near the door and sat down. The last seat on this side of the corner so that when he sat on his side his back was against the wall and he could see the door. The bartender walked over to him, his eyes still on the TV until the last moment.He wiped the bar in front of Sam and said, "What would you like, sir?" "Merlot beer bar." "right away." He fetched beer and a mug, took the dollar that Sam paid, opened the register, took out a fifty and nickel and put it on the bar. "Not many guests?" "It's like that every day at this time. We're in the later business." "Has Max been here lately?" He saw the bartender look him up and down more carefully. "Which Marx are you talking about? We have a lot of people with that name here." "The one with the bald head and the very tan." The bartender tugged at his lower lip. "Oh, that Max, I saw him last time. Let's see... yes, last Saturday night. He came, uh, about ten minutes, had a quick drink or two and left .He got in a little trouble, you know, he hit a cop and they put him in the municipal jail for thirty days." "And McGowan? Has she been here?" "There's a time when she doesn't come, and I fucking wish she'd go somewhere else. If you know her, you know her temper. She'll probably be here any minute now." Someone at the other end of the bar called the bartender, and the bartender walked over.Ten minutes later, just as Sam was about to order another beer, a woman walked in.It's probably hard for her to pick out something weirder for her to wear.On her feet were a pair of white leather shoes without laces, the heels were four inches high, a pair of black tights like matadors, a wide white belt with gold-plated buckles, and a red and white candy-striped dress. Tight-fitting knit blouse.If this is worn on a woman with a good figure, it may be able to successfully present a certain degree of drama, but this one is a middle-aged lady with long hair that is too dyed, and the color and The texture is like a fine hemp rope damaged by the sun, her face is plump like a chinchilla, her square red lips are painted blood red; compared with her fat buttocks, her waist looks amazing. Unexpectedly thin, it also made her doughy breasts unbelievably large.Apparently, she was wearing nothing under her trousers and blouse, except for a push-up bra, which made her tits stick out like cannon from a battleship.When she came in, the musk perfume on her body was so strong that you could almost see the mist swirling around her.She hooked a finger on a white leather bag that should be carried on her shoulders, almost dragging it to the ground, her appearance was unbelievably weird and ridiculous, but she did not make people feel pitiful, because she was dealing with the years in her own way Fight a brave war.She can be said to be the traditional figure of whore during the gold rush and frontier fever. She put the white leather bag in the middle of the bar with a "bump".Her voice has been damaged by smoking and drinking for a long time, and she has used it too much, so it is slightly like a baritone whispering on stage: "Give me whiskey and water, Xiao Ni." "Here's the check?" the bartender asked feebly. "Here, here, here's the check, here's the check. Here you go, you skeptic, pour me the old wine today." She slapped a five-dollar bill down on the bar. When the bartender reached for the bottle, he pointed to Sam and said to her, "Your friend just asked about you, Beth." She turned to stare at him, then walked over to him.Seen up close, she has the legendary quality of an actress who excels at expressing character traits.He saw that her eyes were large and gray and very lovely. "My God, it's a straight man. Sit down, my friend, before you knock me out." She sat down on the high stool beside him and looked at it, rather puzzled. "To be honest, I really need to pay attention to my trance. Usually I can think of a clue, but now I have nothing. Give me a hint, handsome." The bartender put a small glass of whiskey, a tall glass of water, and the change in front of her. "Uh, about a month ago, you went to a restaurant near the lake in the east of the city, and you were with a bald man named Max. You told me that this was your favorite place to come." "If Xiao Ni and Xiao Bai were still staring at each other for money all day long, this place wouldn't be a place that people like to come to. I remember that Marx, I went out with him, it's true, but our mother How can I talk to you?" "What do you mean by that?" "Your hair is nicely cut, your nails are clean, and your suit is ironed, sir. You talk as if your parents sent you to college, and you might be a doctor or a dentist. Max would talk to the homeless Drunks talk, and he only talks to bum bums. Gentleman types like you will turn him off." "Since you recommended it, I thought I'd stop for a drink." "So you figured you'd come over for a drink." She looked at him with admiration and terror. He carefully pulled away the arm that was pressed by one big breast, and quickly said, "Have you seen Max recently?" "No, thank goodness. He's gone to the kiln, I think he's out now. I like to have fun, man, everybody who knows me knows that. I get by on a small income. I'm one of those You would think he was a very friendly person. I have met a lot of people, I have been to a lot of places, and I can tolerate a lot of things. Who is perfect? ​​But let me tell you, Max Cuddy, although he A very manly man, I must admit, but he's as bad as a snake, and he doesn't care about anything in the world but Max Cuddy himself. You know what he did to me?" Her The voice lowered, and the face became cold: "We stayed where I lived at that time. I was very curious about him, you know, you want to know more about others, so I asked him. He always refused to answer, so that day I mixed him a drink and said to him, 'Stop talking around, Max, tell me, tell me, what are you really like? Tell Mom.'" She drank the wine in the small cup in one gulp, took a sip of water, and asked Xiao Ni to add more wine to her. "And what happened to him? He beat me, beat me! Beat me Beth McGowan. Right where I live, drinking my drink, getting up from my chair at home, kicking me over Hit me all over my feet, and kept grinning at me. I tell you, I thought he was going to kill me when he did it like that, really. Then, all of a sudden, my eyes went black. "When I woke up early in the morning, the man was lying on the floor, bruised and bruised, he had gone. I climbed onto the bed on my hands and knees. When I was able to get up again, I went to look in the mirror and my face Like a blue basketball, I was so sore I screamed whenever I moved, I called the doctor to my house and told him I had fallen down the stairs. I've never called a doctor in my life, but this time I almost died. I broke three ribs, spent forty-three dollars to fix my teeth, and lay in a horrible state for a week before I could leave the house. Even then, I walked like an old woman, thankfully I'm as big as a horse, sir, and most women would probably get fucked that way. You know what? I still don't think it's all right. When I read in the paper that he fucked In trouble, I went out and bought a bottle of wine and drank it all by myself. He wasn't human at all, that Max Cuddy was a beast. I was just asking a few questions, but all he had to say was that he wanted me to shut up Okay." She drank her second glass of wine, and when she called Xiao Ni over, Sam ordered another beer. "So he's not your friend anymore, Beth." "If I saw him dead in the street, I'd buy a drink for all the people in the shop." "He's not my friend either." She shrugged. "How do you say, you only had that one face-to-face meeting with us?" "Actually not, I made it up." Her gray eyes grew cold. "I don't like people lying to me." "My name is Sam Bowden." "What does that have to do with that... You mean your last name is Boden?" "Perhaps he calls me Lieutenant." "Yes, that's right." "Beth, I want you to help me. I don't know what's going to happen. He's going to kill me. He will. I wonder if he said anything to you." She kept her voice low. "He's a weird bastard, Sam. He doesn't talk much, he won't let you know what's on his mind, but he mentioned Lieutenant Bowden twice, and both times made me feel the chills all over my body, partly The reason is because of his expression. However, people can’t understand what he said. Once he said that you are a good brother in his army. In order to let you know how much he likes you, he will kill you six times. He Said he was going to save you till the end. He was drinking and I tried to — you know — laugh it off and tell him he wasn’t really going to kill anybody.” "What did he say?" "Didn't say anything. He just stared at me, and didn't say anything more that time. Do you know what he meant? How can you kill a man six times?" He looked down at his beer glass. "If that man has a wife, three children and a dog." She tried to laugh. "Nobody would do that." "He started with the dog, he poisoned it." Her face turned pale. "My God!" "What else did he say?" "He mentioned you another time. He said I'd do him a big favor when it was the lieutenant's turn, and he'd beg me for a favor. Those words seemed to fit together with the others, yes. Bar?" "Would you come with me to the police station to sign a statement that you heard what he said?" She looked at him for ten seconds.It feels like a long time has passed. "Baby, you happened to meet me, a girl who graduated from social university." "Would you like to?" "I'll tell you what to do, idiot, write to Judge Edgar and say, 'Dear Your Honor, my child and I have been...'" "I have a daughter who is fifteen, a boy who is eleven, and a boy who is only six." "You break my heart, baby. Number one, I've been in that place too many times. Number two, they won't listen to anything Beth McGowan says. Number three, it's A cruel world, if you really have these problems, I'm very sad, but that's how things are in the world." "I beg you--" "Hello, Xiao Ni! I don't know this bastard at all, how can you let the lady be harassed by you?" "Don't you do that," said Sam. She slid off the high stool. "That's the way I am, boy, the way I've been all my life, and I don't have to do anything for anything." "Don't be so loud, Beth." Xiao Ni said. She grabbed the change that was given to her, leaving only one coin, and she pushed that coin towards Xiao Ni. "Go and have fun, baby, I'm going to find a better place." She went out and slammed the shop door hard.Xiao Ni picked up the copper plate and looked at it thoughtfully. "This is really hot, my friend, how you kicked her out, maybe I can use this trick next time." "I have no idea." Xiao Ni sighed. "She used to be Miss Indiana, and she showed me the clippings once. I said I didn't know there was that state that long ago, and she left hooked me right in the eye. Hey, sit back when I'm free what." He walked to Jack Street. Number 211 was a square three-story wooden house painted brown with yellow edges.In one of the windows there was a sign that read "Elegant Room for Rent."On the narrow front porch an old man sat in a rocking chair with his eyes closed.There were two holes in the screen door, one of which had been patched.Sam rang the doorbell and heard it ring at the back of the house.There was a musty, sour smell, of cabbage and dirty bedding.Upstairs someone was screaming and arguing, and he heard a man's voice, low and patient, and then a very high-pitched voice, talking at length for a long time, and now and then he could catch a word or two clearly.Looking in from the corridor, he saw a narrow black table with letters on it and a lamp with a tasseled rim. A bony old woman came toward him from the other end of the corridor, her steps startlingly heavy, and she stood inside the screen door and said, "Wh-what is it?" "Does Mr. Cuddy live here?" "No." "Where is Mr. Max Cuddy?" "No." "But he lived here before?" "Yes--yes, but then it didn't live. I wouldn't take him if he wanted to come back. We--Marvin and I--don't want any fights, police, or anything. We don't like this Well, sorry sir, ex-prison is not welcome here, that's where he went. He was in jail and locked up tight. He came back on Friday and took his things. I asked Marvin Keeps all his stuff in the basement. He won't pay the rent for the parking space behind my house, but I say I can call the police right away, and he pays off, drives his car away, and never again met him." "Has he left a new address for forwarding letters?" "Isn't it stupid for a man who has never received any letters?" "Has anyone else come here to inquire about him?" "You are the first. For Marvin and me, I beg God to let you be the last. We don't welcome people like him." The next morning, he called Dutton.Dutton said he would see who could hear about Cady. Nothing happened on Friday.On Saturdays, he drove to Suvron.They went to see Nancy and Jamie on Sunday.He returned to the office on Monday morning.He didn't tell Caro the story he'd heard from Beth McGowan, he didn't want her to know he'd been in Cady's place, and he didn't want her to be nervous. Nothing happened on Monday and Tuesday. It was ten o'clock in the morning on Wednesday, the last day of July, when Mr. Manner called.Kai Luo was originally scheduled to pick up Jamie this afternoon and take him back to Shu Fulun.It was his last day at summer camp. When he recognized who the caller was, he felt as if his heart had stopped beating. "Mr. Bowden? Jamie's hurt, but not seriously." "How did he get hurt?" "I think you'd better come here if possible. He's on his way to Edmonds Hospital now, maybe you'd better go straight there. I repeat, it's not serious, and he's not in danger. Kang Ci The sheriff will have a word with you sooner or later, and of course I have to... tell him the data I have." "I'm leaving right away, have you notified my wife yet?" "She left before the call got through. As far as I know she's on her way to the camp, I'll send her to Edmonds Hospital and we can keep that little one with us if she agrees if." "Tell her I think it's a good idea. Where's Nancy?" "Walking her brother to the hospital with Tommy Kent." "Could you please tell me what happened to my child?" "He was shot." "Shot!" "It could have been worse, it could have been a lot worse. The shot was on the inside of the left upper arm, about three inches above the elbow, and there was a big gash, and he bled a lot, and of course, he was terrified. .” "I suppose so. I'll be there as soon as I can." “等你到医院之后，肯特会再把详细的情形告诉你。车子别开得太快，包登先生。”