He grimaced.
他扮了一个鬼脸。
"Or better," I continued, the pent-up annoyance flowing freely now,
“或者更好，” 我继续说道，被压抑的没有说的话现在都说了出来，
"say that person also did a wide range of bizarre things — from saving your life under impossible circumstances one day to treating you like a pariah the next, and he never explained any of that, either, even after he promised. That, also, would be very non-frustrating."
“这样说吧，有人也做了一大堆奇异的事情————从在一天中的某个几乎不可能的情况下救了你的命并且向贱民一样威胁你，并且他从来没有解释这是为什么，即使是在他保证之后。而且，同样的，这还丝毫不让人觉得沮丧。”
"You've got a bit of a temper, don't you?"
“你还是在生我的气对吗？”
"I don't like double standards."
“我不喜欢双重标准。”
We stared at each other, unsmiling.
我们互相对峙着，没有笑。
He glanced over my shoulder, and then, unexpectedly, he snickered.
他越过我的肩膀瞥了一眼，然后，毫无预兆的，他笑了。