刺骨的寒风裹挟着浓雾吹遍了整个伦敦。在堪道斯大街上,一个身材肥胖的人把他小商店的门关上、锁好。他穿着一件和风衣一样长的皮毛领子大衣,已经谢顶的头上端端正正地戴着一顶霍姆堡男式毡帽。当他陪着一位身着貂皮衣服的女人上了等候在那里的出租车以后,雾气已经完全模糊了商店烫金的门牌,上面写 Biting cold wind blowing over the entire London. On Kondos Street, a fat man closed and locked his small shop door. He wore a fur collar coat as long as a trench coat, and had a Hobart men’s felt hat on top of his bald head. When he accompanied a woman dressed in mink clothes waiting for a taxi there, the fog had completely obscured the store’s gilt doorplate and wrote