死亡约会01

Part I,Chapter 1,‘You do see, don’t you, that she’s got to be killed?’,The question floated out into the still night air, seemed to hang there a moment and then driftaway down into the darkness towards the Dead Sea.,Hercule Poirot paused a minute with his hand on the window catch. Frowning, he shut itdecisively, thereby ¹ excluding any injurious night air! Hercule Poirot had been brought up tobelieve that all outside air was best left outside, and that night air was especially dangerous to thehealth.,As he pulled the curtains neatly ² over the window and walked to his bed, he smiled tolerantly tohimself.,Curious words for one Hercule Poirot, detective, to overhear on his first night in Jerusalem.,‘Decidedly, wherever I go, there is something to remind me of crime!’ he murmured to himself.,His smile continued as he remembered a story he had once heard concerning Anthony Trollopethe novelist. Trollope was crossing the Atlantic at the time and had overheard two fellowpassengers discussing the last published installment ³ of one of his novels.,‘Very good,’ one man had declared. ‘But he ought to kill off that tiresome ⁴ old woman.’,With a broad smile the novelist had addressed them:,He became a British citizen,thereby gaining the right to vote.他成了英国公民 ，因而得到了投票权 。,Sailors know how to wind up a long rope neatly.水手们知道怎样把一条大绳利落地缠好
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