云中命案 17

Chapter 17,In Wandsworth,Mr Henry Mitchell was just sitting down to a supper of sausage and mash ¹ when a visitor called tosee him.,Somewhat to the steward ²’s astonishment ³ the visitor in question was the full- moustachedgentleman who had been one of the passengers on the fatal plane.,M. Poirot was very affable, very agreeable in his manner. He insisted on Mr Mitchell’s gettingon with his supper, paid a graceful ⁴ compliment to Mrs Mitchell, who was standing ⁵ staring at himopen-mouthed.,He accepted a chair, remarked that it was very warm for the time of year and then gently cameround to the purpose of his call.,Mitchell shook his head.,‘It was an amazing business, sir—amazing. I don’t see what they’ve got to go on. Why, if noneof the people on the plane saw anything, it’s going to be difficult for anyone afterwards.’,‘Truly, as you say.’,‘Terribly worried, Henry’s been, over it,’ put in his wife. ‘Not able to sleep of nights.’,The steward explained:,Whiskey,originating in Scotland,is distilled from a mash of grains.威士忌源于苏格兰，是从一种大麦芽提纯出来的。,He's the steward of the club.他是这家俱乐部的管理员 。