“我还不知道，”福特说，“你竟然有个女儿。”
‘I didn’t know,’ said Ford, ‘that you had a daughter.’
“恩，我的情况你不知道的大概是挺多的。”阿瑟说，“说起来，我的情况我自己不知道的大概也挺多。”
‘Well, there’s probably a lot you don’t know about me, said Arthur. ‘Come to mention it, there’s probably a lot I don’t know about me either.’
“好吧，好吧，好吧。那么，这是什么时候的事来着？”
‘Well, well, well. When did this happen then?’
“我不大确定。”
‘I’m not quite sure.’
“这下听起来终于有些耳熟了。”福特说，“这里头有没有涉及到母亲的问题？”
‘That sounds like more familiar territory,’ said Ford. ‘Is there a mother involved?’
“崔莉恩。”
‘Trillian’
“崔莉恩？我还以为……”
‘Trillian? I didn’t think that…
“不，你看，这话说起来有些难堪。”
‘No. Look, it’s a bit embarrassing.
“我记得她跟我提过今后想要个孩子，可只不过是，你知道，随口那么一说。我时不时地也跟她联系。从没见她带着孩子。”
‘I remember she told me once she had a kid but only, sort of, in passing. I’m in touch with her from time to time. Never seen her with the kid.’
阿瑟一言不发。
Arthur said nothing.
福特有些茫然似的又开始摸自己头上的大包。
Ford started to feel the side of his head again in some bemusement.
“你确定她是你女儿？”他问。
‘Are you sure this was your daughter?’ he said.
“告诉我发生了什么事。”
‘Tell me what happened.’
“呃，说来话长。我来拿我寄给自己，由你代管的那个包裹……”
‘Phroo. Long story. I was coming to pick up this parcel I’d sent to myself here care of you…
“恩，那又是怎么回事？”
‘Well, what was that all about?’