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如果唔係 姐係影射黑人
“他?”店主頭頸不動,斜瞥了一眼,接著低聲答道,“我也不是很清楚。他屬於那夥漫遊的人——我們叫他們遊民。他很少開口,但他要願意講,就能講出稀罕的故事。他會一個月或者一年都無影無蹤,然後又突然蹦出來。今年春天他來來往往挺頻繁的,但這陣子我沒怎麽見過他。他到底叫什麽名字,我可從來沒聽說;不過,這一帶的人都叫他大步佬。他邁開那雙長腿,大步流星四處跑,可是從不告訴別人他在忙什麽。我們布理常說,‘東邊和西邊都沒消息’,東邊指的就是遊民,而西邊,不好意思,就是夏爾人啦。你會問起他,倒真怪哪。”就在這時,有人喊走了黃油菊先生,要求送來更多啤酒,所以他沒來得及解釋最後那句話的意思。
弗羅多發現,大步佬正看著他,仿佛聽見或猜到了剛才他們所有的談話內容。這時,他手一招頭一點,邀請弗羅多過去坐在他旁邊。弗羅多走近時,他把兜帽往後推落,露出一頭蓬鬆斑白的黑發,蒼白堅毅的臉上有雙銳利的灰眼睛。
Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits…
…As Frodo drew near be threw back his hood, showing a shaggy head of dark hair flecked with grey, and in a pale stern face a pair of keen grey eyes.