When we were newlyweds, my husband started a new job. Every evening I would grill him about the women at his office，demanding to know how pretty each one was, what color her eyes were, her hair, and so on. He always replied, "I don't remember that kind of thing.”

我们刚刚结婚，丈夫便开始了一份新的工作。每天晚上我都对他办公室里的女性的情况严加盘问，要求了解到每个人有多漂亮，眼睛是什么颜色，发型是什么样式等等。他每次总是回答说:“我不记得那类事情。”

One night, he put an end to my pestering¹. I had asked him the height of a particular woman. He told me to stand up and gave me a passionate² kiss. "Well,” he said, reflecting, "I guess she's about your height.”

一天晚上，他让我的纠缠宣告结束。我间他某个女人有多高。他让我站起来，并给了我一个满怀激情的吻。“嗯，”他回忆着说:“我想她和你身高差不多。”