一定要走了，老七很为难，走出船头呆了一会，回身从荷包里掏出昨晚上那士兵给的票子来，点了一下数目，一共四张，捏成一把塞到男子左手心里去。

• He was set on going. Seven was in a quandary. She went out, coming back to take out of her purse the notes given her by the soldiers the night before. She counted them. There were four. Folding them up, she thrust them into her husband' s left hand.