摘要
一位巡警在马路上威风凛凛地走着。他的威武是习惯成自然,而不是摆给人看的架势,因为行人已少而又少。时间还不到夜晚十点,但眼见要下雨,冷风一阵紧似一阵,马路上已是空空荡荡了。他边走边一家家打量,还不时转过头,用警惕的目光向平静的通衢大道两头远望,那甩警棍的动作多姿多彩,再加上体格魁伟,步履稳健,看起来是一个太平卫士的形象。这一带收市早。你偶尔会看到还亮着灯的烟店,或者是通宵餐馆,大多数店铺却早早关了门。
The policeman on the beat moved up the avenue impressively.The impressiveness was habitual and not for show,for spectators were few.The time was barely 10 o’clock at night,but chilly gusts of wind with a taste of rain in them had well nigh depeopled the streets.
