杂货店关门了。阿尔弗雷德·希金斯脱下白色工作服,正在穿大衣准备回家。店老板山姆·卡尔是个灰白头发的小老头。他伏在收款台,等阿尔弗雷德·希金斯打他旁边经过便抬起头来,轻声地说:“等一等,阿尔弗雷德,等会儿再走。” 山姆·卡尔轻柔自信而又平静的说话调子使他神经紧张地开始扣上大衣钮扣。他心里明白,自己的脸一定发白了。平时,山 The grocery store is closed. Alfred Higgins takes off his white overalls and is wearing a coat ready to go home. Sam Karl shop owner is a gray-haired little old man. He vaulted at the cashier and looked up as Alfred Higgins beat him and whispered, “Wait a minute, Alfred, wait a minute.” Sam Carl’s soft, confident and calm tone made him nervously start buttoning over the coats. He knew, his face must be white. Usually, the mountain