What's awful are the bombs through the telephone, the salvo of alarming rings expanding the battleground from the mailbox outside the door to the soft underbelly of the study, the silent movie changed to sensur-round sound, the imaginary enemy shooting with real bullets.
可怕的還是電話中彈，那一串串警告的鈴聲，把戰場從門外的信箱擴至書房的腹地，默片變成了身歷聲，假想敵在實彈射擊了。