01-01-爱情与金钱 [4]
看你们！你们想要她的钱。不过如此。”
罗杰突然想揍黛安娜。“安静点！”他说。“你怎么了？你不爱妈妈，你也想要她的钱，别忘了这点！”
“不错，”黛安娜说。“哦，我不能再呆在这儿了。我要出去。我要和狗去河边。”
“不行，”罗杰说。“医生就要来了，我想你留在这儿。”
黛安娜没说话。她走进厨房。狗立即站起来走到她旁边。“多漂亮的狗！爸爸爱你们，妈妈也爱你们。现在我会爱你们的。”她打开后门，带着狗走了出去。
罗杰没动，他仍站在电话旁。“不错，”他想。“我的确为钱高兴。我需要钱，现在我是富有的了。事情现在对我来说更容易。但是妈妈……我为什么不多爱她些呢？可现在她死了。”罗杰慢慢地上了楼，他想在普拉特医生来前穿好衣服。
普拉特医生是个矮胖没有多少头发的男人，他是家庭医生并且他非常清楚克拉克森一家人。他立即上楼查看莫利的尸体。他仔细看了床边桌子上的一杯咖啡和空杯子。
“抱歉，罗杰，”他说。“黛安娜在哪儿？她给我打了电话。”
“她带着狗出去了，”罗杰说。“她冲我生气，对每个人都生气。”
普拉特医生沉默了一会。“这事非常难办。罗杰，我要打电话给警察。”
“警察！为什么？出了什么事？”
“我不清楚，你的母亲没病，我周四见到她身体很好。她为什么会死？我不明白，我想找出原因。”
罗杰走到窗前向外看花园。这是个美丽的夏天清晨，天空蓝蓝的而花园是一片绿色，一切都非常安静。他的妈妈爱这个花园，然而汤姆·布里格斯却打着这个花园的主意，并且罗杰也想要这个花园。罗杰觉得事情越来越糟。
“你的妈妈服了安眠药，”普拉特医生说。“你知道吗？她周四买了瓶安眠药，可是我在她的房间却找不到。”
“我不知道，”罗杰说。“好吧。咱们下楼去，你可以给警察打电话。”
罗杰走进厨房弄了些咖啡，这时黛安娜带着狗走进来。
“罗杰，”她说。“你瞧，我很抱歉。我生气了并说了些令人生气的话。”
“没关系，”罗杰说。“给你，喝点咖啡。普拉特医生正打电话给警察。你知道妈妈服安眠药吗？唷，瓶子不在她的屋里。”
“什么？我不知道。”黛安娜端起咖啡开始喝。她的眼睛看起来又大又黑。
这时普尔特医生走进厨房。“他们马上来，”他说。“黛安娜——我为你妈妈难过。”
“普拉特医生，我想告诉你有关昨晚的事，每人都非常生气……”
“安静些！”罗杰急忙说。
“黛安娜在张嘴前从不想想，”他生气地想。
黛安娜没看罗杰。“昨晚妈妈早早就上床了，因为每个人……”
“别告诉我，”普拉特医生说。“你可以告诉警察。”
罗杰的脸红了，突然他觉得有些害怕。“警察会找每个人谈话，问些问题。”他想。“然后他们会想要答案，这事非常棘手。”他喝完咖啡站起来。
“我上楼去，”他说。“我去告诉艾伯特姨父和杰基有关妈妈的事……还有报警的事。”
■ 4 Chapter
The police arrived very quickly．There were a lot of them．Some of them with cameras went upstairs to Molly's room．Two detectives talked to Dr Pratt in the kitchen．The family waited in the sitting room．It was a hot day again and the windows were open．The dogs sat quietly at Diane's feet．Nobody talked．Jackie smoked．They waited for a long time．Suddenly the door opened and the two detectives came in．
'Good morning．I am Detective Inspector Walsh and this is Sergeant Foster．'The Inspector did not smile．He was a big man in an old black suit and a black hat and coat．He wore a coat because he always felt cold．'Last night someone put sleeping tablets in Mrs Clarkson's hot milk．We are going to question everybody，and we need a room，please．'
Roger stood up．'I'm Roger Clarkson．You can have my father's old office．Come with me，it's along here，'
The office was not a very big room，but there was a table and three or four chairs．Roger opened the window．
'I would like to talk first to your uncle，Albert King，'In-spector Walsh said．He took off his hat and coat and sat down behind the table．
'Of course，'said Roger and left the room．
Sergeant Foster waited by the door．He was a very tall young man with black hair and a nice smile．He was not very happy this morning because he usually played tennis on Sunday mornings．He was one of the best players at the Cambridge Tennis Club．
Albert came in and sat down．
'I'm going to ask some questions，Mr King，'the Inspector said，'and Sergeant Foster is going to write it all down．'
Albert looked at his feet．'Yes，yes．It's your job．I know that．'
'Tell me about last night，'Inspector Walsh asked quietly．
'You were angry with Mrs Clarkson．'
Albert looked at Inspector Walsh for the first time．'Yes，I was．Everyone was angry．Roger was angry．Diane wanted money to go to America．Then there's a man called Tom Brig-gs…He wants half the garden for his farm．Molly was a rich woman．I need money because my wife Annie—Molly's sister—is very ill．I told Molly this．'
'What happened next？'
'Well，Molly was angry with everyone and went upstairs．We went into the kitchen for coffee．Jackie wanted everyone to go up and say good night to Molly．She lives here with Molly so she wanted Molly to be happy．At first Roger said no．He was angry and didn't want to see his mother．'
'And did you see Molly in her room？'
'Yes．I was tired and I went upstairs first．I went to Molly's room and asked her for money again．But no—there was no money for her sister．'Albert stopped and put his hand over his eyes．
Inspector Walsh watched Albert for a minute．'Did you hear noises after you went to bed？'
'Everyone went into Molly's room to say good night，I think．Later，I heard someone…He—or she—went down－stairs．That was about midnight．'
'Very well，Mr King．Thank you，you can go now．'Albert left the room．
Inspector Walsh put his hands behind his head
罗杰突然想揍黛安娜。“安静点！”他说。“你怎么了？你不爱妈妈，你也想要她的钱，别忘了这点！”
“不错，”黛安娜说。“哦，我不能再呆在这儿了。我要出去。我要和狗去河边。”
“不行，”罗杰说。“医生就要来了，我想你留在这儿。”
黛安娜没说话。她走进厨房。狗立即站起来走到她旁边。“多漂亮的狗！爸爸爱你们，妈妈也爱你们。现在我会爱你们的。”她打开后门，带着狗走了出去。
罗杰没动，他仍站在电话旁。“不错，”他想。“我的确为钱高兴。我需要钱，现在我是富有的了。事情现在对我来说更容易。但是妈妈……我为什么不多爱她些呢？可现在她死了。”罗杰慢慢地上了楼，他想在普拉特医生来前穿好衣服。
普拉特医生是个矮胖没有多少头发的男人，他是家庭医生并且他非常清楚克拉克森一家人。他立即上楼查看莫利的尸体。他仔细看了床边桌子上的一杯咖啡和空杯子。
“抱歉，罗杰，”他说。“黛安娜在哪儿？她给我打了电话。”
“她带着狗出去了，”罗杰说。“她冲我生气，对每个人都生气。”
普拉特医生沉默了一会。“这事非常难办。罗杰，我要打电话给警察。”
“警察！为什么？出了什么事？”
“我不清楚，你的母亲没病，我周四见到她身体很好。她为什么会死？我不明白，我想找出原因。”
罗杰走到窗前向外看花园。这是个美丽的夏天清晨，天空蓝蓝的而花园是一片绿色，一切都非常安静。他的妈妈爱这个花园，然而汤姆·布里格斯却打着这个花园的主意，并且罗杰也想要这个花园。罗杰觉得事情越来越糟。
“你的妈妈服了安眠药，”普拉特医生说。“你知道吗？她周四买了瓶安眠药，可是我在她的房间却找不到。”
“我不知道，”罗杰说。“好吧。咱们下楼去，你可以给警察打电话。”
罗杰走进厨房弄了些咖啡，这时黛安娜带着狗走进来。
“罗杰，”她说。“你瞧，我很抱歉。我生气了并说了些令人生气的话。”
“没关系，”罗杰说。“给你，喝点咖啡。普拉特医生正打电话给警察。你知道妈妈服安眠药吗？唷，瓶子不在她的屋里。”
“什么？我不知道。”黛安娜端起咖啡开始喝。她的眼睛看起来又大又黑。
这时普尔特医生走进厨房。“他们马上来，”他说。“黛安娜——我为你妈妈难过。”
“普拉特医生，我想告诉你有关昨晚的事，每人都非常生气……”
“安静些！”罗杰急忙说。
“黛安娜在张嘴前从不想想，”他生气地想。
黛安娜没看罗杰。“昨晚妈妈早早就上床了，因为每个人……”
“别告诉我，”普拉特医生说。“你可以告诉警察。”
罗杰的脸红了，突然他觉得有些害怕。“警察会找每个人谈话，问些问题。”他想。“然后他们会想要答案，这事非常棘手。”他喝完咖啡站起来。
“我上楼去，”他说。“我去告诉艾伯特姨父和杰基有关妈妈的事……还有报警的事。”
■ 4 Chapter
The police arrived very quickly．There were a lot of them．Some of them with cameras went upstairs to Molly's room．Two detectives talked to Dr Pratt in the kitchen．The family waited in the sitting room．It was a hot day again and the windows were open．The dogs sat quietly at Diane's feet．Nobody talked．Jackie smoked．They waited for a long time．Suddenly the door opened and the two detectives came in．
'Good morning．I am Detective Inspector Walsh and this is Sergeant Foster．'The Inspector did not smile．He was a big man in an old black suit and a black hat and coat．He wore a coat because he always felt cold．'Last night someone put sleeping tablets in Mrs Clarkson's hot milk．We are going to question everybody，and we need a room，please．'
Roger stood up．'I'm Roger Clarkson．You can have my father's old office．Come with me，it's along here，'
The office was not a very big room，but there was a table and three or four chairs．Roger opened the window．
'I would like to talk first to your uncle，Albert King，'In-spector Walsh said．He took off his hat and coat and sat down behind the table．
'Of course，'said Roger and left the room．
Sergeant Foster waited by the door．He was a very tall young man with black hair and a nice smile．He was not very happy this morning because he usually played tennis on Sunday mornings．He was one of the best players at the Cambridge Tennis Club．
Albert came in and sat down．
'I'm going to ask some questions，Mr King，'the Inspector said，'and Sergeant Foster is going to write it all down．'
Albert looked at his feet．'Yes，yes．It's your job．I know that．'
'Tell me about last night，'Inspector Walsh asked quietly．
'You were angry with Mrs Clarkson．'
Albert looked at Inspector Walsh for the first time．'Yes，I was．Everyone was angry．Roger was angry．Diane wanted money to go to America．Then there's a man called Tom Brig-gs…He wants half the garden for his farm．Molly was a rich woman．I need money because my wife Annie—Molly's sister—is very ill．I told Molly this．'
'What happened next？'
'Well，Molly was angry with everyone and went upstairs．We went into the kitchen for coffee．Jackie wanted everyone to go up and say good night to Molly．She lives here with Molly so she wanted Molly to be happy．At first Roger said no．He was angry and didn't want to see his mother．'
'And did you see Molly in her room？'
'Yes．I was tired and I went upstairs first．I went to Molly's room and asked her for money again．But no—there was no money for her sister．'Albert stopped and put his hand over his eyes．
Inspector Walsh watched Albert for a minute．'Did you hear noises after you went to bed？'
'Everyone went into Molly's room to say good night，I think．Later，I heard someone…He—or she—went down－stairs．That was about midnight．'
'Very well，Mr King．Thank you，you can go now．'Albert left the room．
Inspector Walsh put his hands behind his head