And then Frank would be so mealy mouthed and slow poky that he would make me mad and I'd lose my temper. He didn't understand, I guess, and I couldn't make him understand.

这时候，如果弗兰克再来拐弯抹角地不知说些什么，我就要朝他发火，我想他不会明白到底这是怎么回事，我也没有办法使他明白。