莫言什么时候获得诺贝尔文学 诺贝尔文学经典:《宠儿》第14章Part5

诺贝尔文学经典:《宠儿》第14章Part5  

"She says Wednesday
you hear? Baby? Baby?"
She took the shoes from him — high-topped and muddy — saying
"I beg your pardon. Lord
I beg your pardon. I sure do." Out of sight
the cartcreaked on down Bluestone Road. Nobody in it spoke. The wagon rock had put the baby to sleep. The hot sun dried Sethe's dress
stiff
like rigor morris.
THAT AIN'T her mouth.
Anybody who didn't know her
or maybe somebody who just got a glimpse of her through thepeephole at the restaurant
might think it was hers
but Paul D knew better. Oh well
a littlesomething around the forehead — a quietness — that kind of reminded you of her. But there wasno way you could take that for her mouth and he said so. Told Stamp Paid
who was watching him carefully.
"I don't know
man. Don't look like it to me. I know Sethe's mouth and this ain't it." He smoothedthe clipping with his fingers and peered at it
not at all disturbed. From the solemn air with whichStamp had unfolded the paper
the tenderness in the old man's fingers as he stroked its creases andflattened it out
first on his knees
then on the split top of the piling
Paul D knew that it ought tomess him up. That whatever was written on it should shake him.