Four Chaps in the Library 04
图书馆的四个家伙 04
"It is indeed true," said Blake, who, in contrast to Rhodes-Fotheringham, was of a thin shape, and was clutching his brandy glass tightly the whole time. "This apparition grew to a fine old age, until he reached a maturity he could not improve on, and now he haunts the church in which his parents had married."
Again, a strange air filled the room, and an odd nervousness prevailed in the three figures that flanked me. I remember thinking how chilling and sinister were those three fellows, to the point where I began to feel rather frightened me. However, I attempted not to reveal this, as I sat with clenched fists upon that armchair, gazing into the leaping flames opposite my position in that library.
"That is an impressive story," said Atkinson. I had never seen a chap as tall and gangly as he was. His weird-looking legs protruded from that chair, stretched out before him like two huge clothes-props, and behind his gold-rimmed spectacles I observed the most evil pair of grey eyes.
“这是个真实的故事。”布莱克说。和拉霍斯.佛斯林汉姆不同，他长得很瘦弱，讲故事的时候手里一直紧握着白兰地酒杯。“那鬼怪一直长到它成熟为止，现在，它就在它父母当年结婚的那家教堂出没。”
房间里的氛围再次变得很奇怪，坐在我身边的三个人有种怪异的紧张感。我还记得当时他们的神情是多么害怕慌张，那神情让我觉得很害怕。但我努力不把这种害怕表现出来，于是我坐在扶手椅上，紧握双拳，紧盯着对面壁炉里跳动的火焰。
阿特肯森说：“这故事真是吓人。”我从没见过像他那样又瘦又高的人。他那看起来怪怪的双腿从椅子前突出来，像两根晒衣绳支架似的。透过他的那副金边眼镜，我看见一双至为邪恶的灰色的眼睛。