The phone woke him. His neck, shoulders, and waist were already dark blue--neat rows of bruises where he had hit the side of the plane.
"How are you?" It was Valdir. "Jevy said he thought you were OK."
"I'm fine, just a little sore."
"Very well. I have some good news. I rented a boat yesterday."
"Good. When do I go?"
"Maybe tomorrow. They're getting it ready. Jevy knows the boat."
"I'm anxious to get on the river. Especially after yester."
尼特是被电话吵醒的,脖子肩膀和腰上一片淤青,一道道擦伤整齐的排列着,那是他撞在飞机侧壁的时候刮的。
“你还好吧?”电话是维尔德打来的,“杰维说他觉得你没事。”
“我很好,就是有点疼。”
“那就好,有个好消息要告诉你,我昨天租到船了。”
“很好,我什么时候能出发?”
“明天吧,他们正在做准备,杰维熟悉那条船。”
“我真是怕了下河了,尤其是经历过昨天的事情之后。”