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James was trying hard to 1locate the payment 2trans-action sheet, he was seated in an old wooden chair which3creaked every time James turned around or just stretched himself. It had been more than seven years since he was working in the National Bank, all the sounds and creeks had become very familiar to him. There were various files piled up in the table in front of him; even as he tried his best to locate the document, there was an expression of 4discontentment from Mr. Sivanand.
“Can you please do a little faster, I’m in a hurry,” said Siva. “I need to catch my bus in another 10mins.”
“I’m sorry but I’m doing my best here, it is Ramesh who maintains this document and he is 5on leave today”, said James. He appeared 6tense and looked at the clock, it was 1: 14 P.M.
Siva7frowned.
“Okay, let me go and check in another room,” said James and then he 8twisted his arm to look at his watch. It was still 1: 14.
James entered into the 9adjacent room, there were cupboards lined up all along the wall and all the cupboards were filled with files. They were numerous, in various colors and sizes, though the cupboards were arranged neatly; all the files seemed to be 10shabbily placed. Why don’t they buy files which look just the same, James wondered. He looked at his watch again, it was 1:16. He was trying to locate the payment cupboard just when the phone rang. James turned around and walked out of the room fast towards the phone, it looked as if he was running. Siva was surprised to see James walking out so fast, for a moment he thought James had actually located the documents. Siva frowned again when he saw James heading towards the phone.
“Hello,” James said very quickly.
“Oh, one minute please,” James turned back and raised his voice “Ravi, it’s for you.”
As James was heading back to the room he looked at Siva and said “I’ll just be back” and he looked at his watch, it was 1:19. James entered into the room and saw a 11sticker on a cupboard that read “Payments Cheques”. He opened the cupboard and immediately found one distinctive file which was not 12 aligned in the 13formation with the rest of the files. It looked as if someone had taken that file just a few days back. He picked up that file up and opened it, the phone rang again. James rushed back again and picked up the 14receiver.
“Hello,” said James.
“Ravi, it’s for you again.”
He looked at the file in his hand and then went to his chair and sat. “Did you find it?” asked Siva. “let me see,” said James. As he was turning over the pages, he looked at the clock, it was 1:23.
“Mr. Siva, The document doesn’t seem to be present here too,” said James. “Would it be fine, If I can give you a call as soon as I find it, maybe you are getting late for your bus.”
Siva 15murmured a few words to himself and said “Okay, but please call me back, I can’t come back to the bank again for this.” “Sure, we will.” said James and thanked his patience.
As Siva left, James looked at all the papers and files lying at his table. He had to place them back in order, however he was quite 16relieved to not have Siva around. He took a long breath and stretched his arms. His chair creaked but he didn’t seem to mind that sound. He looked at the clock above, it was 1:26. Then he kept watching the calendar beside for sometime. He still appeared to be tense.
The phone rang again, as James stood up, Ravi raised his hand and gestured if he should pick up. James shook his head and rushed towards the phone.
“Hello,” James said.
“Yes Uncle, what happened”, “Great, Thank God”, 17exclaimed James. “And what time was it...1:14?”
“Hello, Hello, Uncle, can you hear me?” James 18tapped the phone several times hoping the line would be 19resumed again. Finally he hung up the phone, however he had lost the tense expression that he was carrying in his face.
He went and sat back in his chair, he 20cupped his face with both hands and closed his eyes for a while. As he opened his eyes with his hands still covering his face, he saw between his fingers a paper on the table with a 21bold S printed at the top. He quickly moved forward and picked up the paper, the subject readÑ “Payment Details” Name—Mr. S. Sivanand.
James smiled.
“Hey James, what’s the smile all about?” asked Ravi.
James raised his eyes and smiled—”I just became a Dad.” said James. “It’s a baby boy.”
詹姆斯正在很努力地查找那张支付交易单，他坐在一张旧木椅上，每次他转身或者伸个懒腰时，椅子都会吱吱嘎嘎作响。詹姆斯已经在国立银行工作了七年多，对椅子发出的各种声响早就习以为常了。他面前的桌子上堆放着各种文件夹，尽管他已经尽力在找那份文件，斯万纳德先生还是露出了不满意的神情。
“你能快点吗？我赶时间啊，” 斯万纳德说道，“我要赶十分钟后的那趟班车。”
“很抱歉，但我已经在尽力了。这份文件本来是由拉姆希保管的，可他今天休假。”詹姆斯说。他看上去很紧张，他看了看时钟，时间是下午一点十四分。
斯万纳德皱着眉头。
“好吧，我去另一个房间找找看。” 詹姆斯说完，抬起手臂，看了看表，还是一点十四分。
詹姆斯来到隔壁的房间，那里沿着墙摆着一排柜子，柜子里都放满了文件夹。文件夹数量很多，颜色不同，大小各异。尽管文件柜都排列得很整齐，但是文件夹却似乎放得很随意。詹姆斯想：他们为什么不买统一的文件夹呢。他又看了看表，一点十六分。正当他查找存放支付文件夹的柜子时，电话响了。詹姆斯转过身，走出房间，快步向电话走去，他看上去好像是一路小跑。看到詹姆斯走得这么快，斯万纳德有点吃惊，一时间，他还以为詹姆斯已经找到了那份文件。可当他看到詹姆斯是向电话走去时，他又皱起了眉头。
“喂，”詹姆斯快速地应道。
“哦，请稍等。” 詹姆斯转过身，提高嗓门说，“拉维，你的电话。”
往回走的时候，詹姆斯看了看斯万纳德，说：“我马上就回来。”然后他又看了看手表，一点十九分。詹姆斯走进房间，看到一个文件柜上的标签写着“支付支票”的字样。他打开柜子，马上就发现有一个特别的文件夹，这个文件夹并没有与其它文件夹摆放在一起。似乎几天前有人用过它。他拿起那个文件夹，把它打开，这时电话又响了。詹姆斯又冲过去，拿起了听筒。
“喂，” 詹姆斯应道。
“拉维，又是你的电话。”
詹姆斯看了看手中的文件夹，回到自己的座位上，坐下来。“你找到了吗？” 斯万纳德问。“我看看。”詹姆斯答道。就在他翻阅文件时，他又看了看时钟，一点二十三分。
“斯万纳德先生，您的文件似乎不在这里，” 詹姆斯说道，“您看这样行吗？只要我一找到，就马上打电话给您。您可能要误班车了。”
斯万纳德自言自语地咕哝了几句，然后说道：“好吧，不过记得给我打电话。我可不想再为这事儿跑到银行来。”“那当然，我们会给您电话的。”詹姆斯回答说，他还对斯万纳德的耐心表示了感谢。
斯万纳德离开后，詹姆斯看着堆放在他桌上的那些文件和文件夹。现在，他得把它们都按序放回原处。不过，斯万纳德不在身边，詹姆斯感觉轻松了许多。他深深地吸了一口气，伸展了一下胳膊。他的椅子在吱嘎作响，但他似乎对此并不在意。他抬头看了看墙上的时钟，一点二十六分。然后他又盯着旁边的日历看了一会儿。他看起来还是很紧张。
电话又响了，就在詹姆斯站起来的时候，拉维举起手，示意是否由他前去接电话。詹姆斯摇摇头，向电话跑去。
“喂，”詹姆斯应道。
“是我，叔叔，怎么样了？”“太好了，谢天谢地。”詹姆斯感叹道。“什么时候的事？……一点十四分？”
“喂，喂，叔叔，你能听到我说话吗？”詹姆斯轻拍了电话几次，希望电话再次接通。最后，他把电话挂了，不过，先前一直挂在他脸上的紧张神情此刻已经消失了。
他回到自己的座位上，双手捂着脸，把眼睛闭上了一会儿。当他重新睁开眼睛时，双手仍旧捂在脸上，透过指缝，他看到桌上有一份文件，文件上方印着一个粗体字母S。他赶紧凑上前去，拿起那份文件，文件的名称正是“支付详情”，姓名是S·斯万纳德先生。
詹姆斯笑了。
“嗨，詹姆斯，你在笑什么？” 拉维问道。
詹姆斯抬起眼，笑着说：“我刚刚当爸爸了。是个男孩儿。”
注释
James was trying hard to 1locate the payment 2trans-action sheet, he was seated in an old wooden chair which3creaked every time James turned around or just stretched himself. It had been more than seven years since he was working in the National Bank, all the sounds and creeks had become very familiar to him. There were various files piled up in the table in front of him; even as he tried his best to locate the document, there was an expression of 4discontentment from Mr. Sivanand.
“Can you please do a little faster, I’m in a hurry,” said Siva. “I need to catch my bus in another 10mins.”
“I’m sorry but I’m doing my best here, it is Ramesh who maintains this document and he is 5on leave today”, said James. He appeared 6tense and looked at the clock, it was 1: 14 P.M.
Siva7frowned.
“Okay, let me go and check in another room,” said James and then he 8twisted his arm to look at his watch. It was still 1: 14.
James entered into the 9adjacent room, there were cupboards lined up all along the wall and all the cupboards were filled with files. They were numerous, in various colors and sizes, though the cupboards were arranged neatly; all the files seemed to be 10shabbily placed. Why don’t they buy files which look just the same, James wondered. He looked at his watch again, it was 1:16. He was trying to locate the payment cupboard just when the phone rang. James turned around and walked out of the room fast towards the phone, it looked as if he was running. Siva was surprised to see James walking out so fast, for a moment he thought James had actually located the documents. Siva frowned again when he saw James heading towards the phone.
“Hello,” James said very quickly.
“Oh, one minute please,” James turned back and raised his voice “Ravi, it’s for you.”
As James was heading back to the room he looked at Siva and said “I’ll just be back” and he looked at his watch, it was 1:19. James entered into the room and saw a 11sticker on a cupboard that read “Payments Cheques”. He opened the cupboard and immediately found one distinctive file which was not 12 aligned in the 13formation with the rest of the files. It looked as if someone had taken that file just a few days back. He picked up that file up and opened it, the phone rang again. James rushed back again and picked up the 14receiver.
“Hello,” said James.
“Ravi, it’s for you again.”
He looked at the file in his hand and then went to his chair and sat. “Did you find it?” asked Siva. “let me see,” said James. As he was turning over the pages, he looked at the clock, it was 1:23.
“Mr. Siva, The document doesn’t seem to be present here too,” said James. “Would it be fine, If I can give you a call as soon as I find it, maybe you are getting late for your bus.”
Siva 15murmured a few words to himself and said “Okay, but please call me back, I can’t come back to the bank again for this.” “Sure, we will.” said James and thanked his patience.
As Siva left, James looked at all the papers and files lying at his table. He had to place them back in order, however he was quite 16relieved to not have Siva around. He took a long breath and stretched his arms. His chair creaked but he didn’t seem to mind that sound. He looked at the clock above, it was 1:26. Then he kept watching the calendar beside for sometime. He still appeared to be tense.
The phone rang again, as James stood up, Ravi raised his hand and gestured if he should pick up. James shook his head and rushed towards the phone.
“Hello,” James said.
“Yes Uncle, what happened”, “Great, Thank God”, 17exclaimed James. “And what time was it...1:14?”
“Hello, Hello, Uncle, can you hear me?” James 18tapped the phone several times hoping the line would be 19resumed again. Finally he hung up the phone, however he had lost the tense expression that he was carrying in his face.
He went and sat back in his chair, he 20cupped his face with both hands and closed his eyes for a while. As he opened his eyes with his hands still covering his face, he saw between his fingers a paper on the table with a 21bold S printed at the top. He quickly moved forward and picked up the paper, the subject readÑ “Payment Details” Name—Mr. S. Sivanand.
James smiled.
“Hey James, what’s the smile all about?” asked Ravi.
James raised his eyes and smiled—”I just became a Dad.” said James. “It’s a baby boy.”
詹姆斯正在很努力地查找那张支付交易单，他坐在一张旧木椅上，每次他转身或者伸个懒腰时，椅子都会吱吱嘎嘎作响。詹姆斯已经在国立银行工作了七年多，对椅子发出的各种声响早就习以为常了。他面前的桌子上堆放着各种文件夹，尽管他已经尽力在找那份文件，斯万纳德先生还是露出了不满意的神情。
“你能快点吗？我赶时间啊，” 斯万纳德说道，“我要赶十分钟后的那趟班车。”
“很抱歉，但我已经在尽力了。这份文件本来是由拉姆希保管的，可他今天休假。”詹姆斯说。他看上去很紧张，他看了看时钟，时间是下午一点十四分。
斯万纳德皱着眉头。
“好吧，我去另一个房间找找看。” 詹姆斯说完，抬起手臂，看了看表，还是一点十四分。
詹姆斯来到隔壁的房间，那里沿着墙摆着一排柜子，柜子里都放满了文件夹。文件夹数量很多，颜色不同，大小各异。尽管文件柜都排列得很整齐，但是文件夹却似乎放得很随意。詹姆斯想：他们为什么不买统一的文件夹呢。他又看了看表，一点十六分。正当他查找存放支付文件夹的柜子时，电话响了。詹姆斯转过身，走出房间，快步向电话走去，他看上去好像是一路小跑。看到詹姆斯走得这么快，斯万纳德有点吃惊，一时间，他还以为詹姆斯已经找到了那份文件。可当他看到詹姆斯是向电话走去时，他又皱起了眉头。
“喂，”詹姆斯快速地应道。
“哦，请稍等。” 詹姆斯转过身，提高嗓门说，“拉维，你的电话。”
往回走的时候，詹姆斯看了看斯万纳德，说：“我马上就回来。”然后他又看了看手表，一点十九分。詹姆斯走进房间，看到一个文件柜上的标签写着“支付支票”的字样。他打开柜子，马上就发现有一个特别的文件夹，这个文件夹并没有与其它文件夹摆放在一起。似乎几天前有人用过它。他拿起那个文件夹，把它打开，这时电话又响了。詹姆斯又冲过去，拿起了听筒。
“喂，” 詹姆斯应道。
“拉维，又是你的电话。”
詹姆斯看了看手中的文件夹，回到自己的座位上，坐下来。“你找到了吗？” 斯万纳德问。“我看看。”詹姆斯答道。就在他翻阅文件时，他又看了看时钟，一点二十三分。
“斯万纳德先生，您的文件似乎不在这里，” 詹姆斯说道，“您看这样行吗？只要我一找到，就马上打电话给您。您可能要误班车了。”
斯万纳德自言自语地咕哝了几句，然后说道：“好吧，不过记得给我打电话。我可不想再为这事儿跑到银行来。”“那当然，我们会给您电话的。”詹姆斯回答说，他还对斯万纳德的耐心表示了感谢。
斯万纳德离开后，詹姆斯看着堆放在他桌上的那些文件和文件夹。现在，他得把它们都按序放回原处。不过，斯万纳德不在身边，詹姆斯感觉轻松了许多。他深深地吸了一口气，伸展了一下胳膊。他的椅子在吱嘎作响，但他似乎对此并不在意。他抬头看了看墙上的时钟，一点二十六分。然后他又盯着旁边的日历看了一会儿。他看起来还是很紧张。
电话又响了，就在詹姆斯站起来的时候，拉维举起手，示意是否由他前去接电话。詹姆斯摇摇头，向电话跑去。
“喂，”詹姆斯应道。
“是我，叔叔，怎么样了？”“太好了，谢天谢地。”詹姆斯感叹道。“什么时候的事？……一点十四分？”
“喂，喂，叔叔，你能听到我说话吗？”詹姆斯轻拍了电话几次，希望电话再次接通。最后，他把电话挂了，不过，先前一直挂在他脸上的紧张神情此刻已经消失了。
他回到自己的座位上，双手捂着脸，把眼睛闭上了一会儿。当他重新睁开眼睛时，双手仍旧捂在脸上，透过指缝，他看到桌上有一份文件，文件上方印着一个粗体字母S。他赶紧凑上前去，拿起那份文件，文件的名称正是“支付详情”，姓名是S·斯万纳德先生。
詹姆斯笑了。
“嗨，詹姆斯，你在笑什么？” 拉维问道。
詹姆斯抬起眼，笑着说：“我刚刚当爸爸了。是个男孩儿。”
注释