The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter 精彩片段：
Part Two-13
See that house up on the hill there? Less us stop and get some water.’
No, we better wait. Well water gives you typhoid.’
I already had typhoid. I had pneumonia and a broken leg and a infected foot.’
I remember.’
Yeah, Mick said. Me and Bill stayed in the front room when we had typhoid fever and Pete Wells would run past on the sidewalk holding his nose and looking up at the window. Bill was very embarrassed. All my hair came out so I was bald-headed.’
I bet were at least ten miles from town. Weve been riding an hour and a half—fast riding, too.’
I sure am thirsty, Mick said. And hungry. What you got in that sack for lunch?’
Cold liver pudding and chicken salad sandwiches and pie.’
Thats a good picnic dinner. She was ashamed of what she had brought. I got two hard-boiled eggs—already stuffed—with separate little packages of salt and pepper. And sandwiches—blackberry jelly with butter. Everything wrapped in oil paper.
And paper napkins.’
I didnt intend for you to bring anything, Harry said. *My Mother fixed lunch for both of us. I asked you out here and all. Well come to a store soon and get cold drinks.’
They rode half an hour longer before they finally came to the filling-station store. Harry propped up the bicycles and she went in ahead of him. After the bright glare the store seemed dark. The shelves were stacked with slabs of white meat, cans of oil, and sacks of meal. Flies buzzed over a big, sticky jar of
loose candy on the counter.
?What kind of drinks you got? Harry asked.