奥利弗·培根住在房子的顶层,从那儿可以俯瞰格林公园。他拥有一个套间。房间里,椅子摆得错落有致,每把椅子都包着皮革;沙发靠着凹窗,每张沙发都罩着绒套。三面高高的窗扉,装配着素雅的护网和印花缎帘。红木酒柜里装得满满的,各种正宗的白兰地、威士忌和其他烈酒摆得整整齐齐。奥利弗从中间那扇窗子向下望去,狭窄的皮卡迪利大街①上停放着一辆辆时髦汽车,车的顶篷闪闪发光。再也没有比这更中心的位置了。每天早晨八点,他会让男仆用托盘给他送来早餐,伺候他穿上 Oliver Bacon lives on the top floor of the house, overlooking Green Park from there. He has an apartment. In the room, the chairs were patchy, with leather in every chair; the sofa leaning against the concave window and each sofa covered with velvet. Three-high window, equipped with an elegant net and printing satin curtain. The mahogany wine crates are packed full of authentic brandy, whiskey and other spirits placed neatly. Oliver looked down from the window in the middle, with a sleek car parked on the narrow Piccadilly, the roof of the car glittering. No more central place than this. Every morning at eight o’clock, he will let the servant to send him breakfast with a tray, waiting for him to wear