孩子们在我的店门上狠敲一顿就跑开了。我当时正在给拉维斯船长开提货单,他是来自北部的火药商。我听见孩子们高兴的窃窃低语。他们一定是发现了什么——也许是在一个醉酒的海员身上发现的;也许是在一具血淋淋的尸体的紧攥着的手心里发现的。这种事在蒙纳特这个地方是常事。他们为这些不义之财到处寻找买主。我低着头全神贯注地写着,写得飞快。有一 The children ran off hard at my shop door. I was shipping a bill to Captain Alvis, a gunpowder from the north. I heard the children happy whisper. What they must have discovered - perhaps discovered by a drunken seaman; perhaps found in the tight palm of a bloody corpse. This kind of thing is commonplace in Monate. They look for buyers for these ill-gotten gains. I bowed down preoccupiedly, writing fast. There is one