翻译题 Edith Taylor was sure that she was “the luckiest woman in the neighborhood”. She and Karl had been married for 23 years, and her heart still skipped a beat when he walked into the room. As for Karl, he gave every appearance of a man in love with his wife. If his job as government-warehouse worker took him out of town, he would write Edith each night and send small gifts from every place he visited. In February 1950, Karl was sent to Okinawa for a few months to work in a new government warehouse. It was a long time to be away, and so far! This time no little gifts came. Edith understood. He was saving his money for the house they had long dreamed of owning—someday. The lonesome months dragged on. Each time Edith expected Karl home he’d write that he must stay “another three weeks.” “Another month.” “Just two months longer.” He’d been gone a year now, and his letters were coming less and less often. No gifts she understood. But a few pennies for a postage stamp? 无