One Sunday morning Mr. Bruhl went for a motor-car ride with

One Sunday morning Mr. Bruhl went for a motor-car ride with his wife and two 把这篇短文译成汉语
One Sunday morning Mr. Bruhl went for a motor-car ride with his wife and two daughters. They had driven about a mile through Broolyn Street, in the mirror above his head, Mr. Bruhl observed a blue car just behind him. He turned off into the next side of the street, and the blue car did the same. Bruhl made another turn, and the car followed him. “How are you driving, Sammy?” asked Mrs. Bruhl. Mr. Bruhl didn’t answer her, he speeded up, driving terribly fast and turning corners so widely that wheels swung around. Two ladies shouted behind him. The younger girl let out a cry of fear . Bruhl drove right on, weaving out and in. Mrs. Bruhl started to berate (责骂) him angrily. “Have you lost your mind, Sam Bruhl? ” she shouted. Mrs. Bruhl stared behind him. The car was never to be seen. He slowed down. “Let’s go home, my dear,” he said. “I have had enough of this. ”
A month went by without incident (事故) and Mr. Bruhl began to be out again. On the car that he was normal back, Sluggy Pensiotta was shot. The gang- war (警匪大战) story instantly piled in the recent press. Mr. Bruhl, reading this, tore to pieces once again.
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一个星期日的早晨，先生，”带着他的妻子和两个女儿汽车兜风。他们开车大约一英里的布鲁克林大街，在他头上方的镜子，”先生观察一辆蓝色的车跟在他后面。他拐进下一个街道的一边，和蓝车一样。”了一圈，和车跟着他。“你好吗？驱动，萨米？“太太问”。”先生没有回答她，他加快速度，很快，开车转弯如此广泛，车轮转过。两个女人喊他身后。小女孩吓得大叫了一声。布吕尔开到，编织和。”夫人开始指责（责骂）生气。“你疯了”，山姆？“她喊道。”太太盯着他。这辆车是再也不会出现。他放慢了速度。“回家吧，亲爱的，”他说。“我已经受够了。“
经过一个月的无事件（事故）先生就开始了”。在车上，他是正常的回调，中弹sluggy pensiotta。帮派战争（警匪大战）故事立刻堆在最近的新闻。”先生，看这，撕裂了一次又一次。
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