Crossroads
“here comes the demon ,”I said aloud .the thin black car growled to a halt, and the demon exited. He straightened his tie as the car drove away. Avoiding his eyes I removed my hat and led him into the living room.
We talked for some time. As our meeting began I noticed a shiny black beetle on the wall behind him , dragging itself slowly upward through the thickness of the afternoon. The demon seemed not to notice. We talked for several hours. He took no sustenance in all the time he stayed: I felt like an insect as I scrabbled about in front of him seeing to my needs.
After he left I felt tired and somewhat numb. I bathed my face in cold water and took off my new leather shoes . I sighed, and the coloured bunting around the doors and windows looked more faded than ever.
交叉路口
“魔鬼来了，”我大声地说。黑色的小车隆隆的开进公共汽车站，魔鬼出了家英语培训学校旁边的出站口。他在汽车开走的时候整平了自己的领带。我避开他的眼睛摘下帽子让他进入起居室。
我们谈了一会儿。当我们开始见面时，我注意到一个发光的黑色的甲虫在他后面的墙上，在昏暗中吃力地往上爬。魔鬼看起来没有注意它。我们谈了几个小时。他坐在那边一直没有吃任何事物；我感到自己像一只虫子在他面前挣扎着，想着自己的需要。
他离开后我觉得很累还有一些麻木。我用冷水洗了个脸，然后脱下我的新皮鞋。我叹了一口气，门和窗子上画着的白颊鸟看起来褪色得更加厉害了。
