一年前四月的一个下午,在靠近十五号公路的第三街里,在门上挂有“医学士,塞缪尔、阿莫尼”白色招牌的我的诊室的拐弯处,我从阿贝·谢夫特尔经营的杂货店的橱窗里第一次看到了那个稀奇迷人的玩偶。我强压着胸中震颤的心,不得不拿起笔来写下自从看见那个玩偶后所发生的一切。我担心我的笔下将写出一个没有什么文学色彩的故事,因为我只是一位医生,而不是什么作家。 One afternoon in April one year ago, in the third street near Route 15, at the corner of my clinic where there was a white sign of “medical doctor, Samuel, Armoni,” I hung For the first time, the glamorous doll was seen in the grocery store window run by Abe Cheftell. I pressed my heart trembling and had to pick up the pen and write down what happened since I saw the doll. I am worried that my pen will write a story of no literary color, because I am just a doctor, not a writer.