(資料圖片)

　　"Madam," said the irate conductor to a totally incompetent woman cellist during rehearsal, "you have between your legs an instrument that could give pleasure to thousands…and all you seem able to do is scratch it."

　　Becky was on her deathbed, with her husband Jake at her side. He held her cold hand and tears silently streamed down his face.Her pale lips moved. "Jake," she said.

　　"Hush," he quickly interrupted, "don't talk."

　　But she insisted. "Jake," she said in her tired voice. "I have to talk. I must confess."

　　"There is nothing to confess," said the weeping Jake.

　　"It's all right. Everything's all right."

　　"No, no. I must die in peace. I must confess, Jake, that I have been unfaithful to you."

　　Jake stroked her hand. "Now, Becky, don't be concerned. I know all about it," he sobbed. "Why else would I poison you?"

　　一個(gè)妻子的臨終懺悔

　　臨終的Becky躺在床上，他的丈夫Jake守在她的旁邊，握著她冰涼的手，淚流滿(mǎn)面。

　　她蒼白的嘴唇翕動(dòng)著，“Jake,”她說(shuō)。

　　“安靜，”他快速地打斷她,“別說(shuō)話(huà)。”

　　但是她堅(jiān)持，“Jake,”她用疲憊的聲音說(shuō)，“我不能不說(shuō)話(huà)。我必須懺悔。”

　　“沒(méi)有什么可懺悔的。”痛苦的Jake說(shuō)。

　　“沒(méi)關(guān)系。一切都很好。”

　　不，不。我必須在平靜中死去。我必須懺悔，Jack,那就是我一直對(duì)你不忠。”

　　Jack撫摸著她的手說(shuō)。“現(xiàn)在，Becky,別擔(dān)心。我已經(jīng)知道一切了。”他嗚咽著，“要不我干嘛毒死你。”