首页 >出版文学> Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes>第49章
  AsIpassedthecornerwhichleadsfromBentinckStreetontotheWelbeckStreetcrossingatwo-horsevanfuriouslydrivenwhizzedroundandwasonmelikeaflash。Isprangforthefoot-pathandsavedmyselfbythefractionofasecond。ThevandashedroundbyMaryleboneLaneandwasgoneinaninstant。Ikepttothepavementafterthat,Watson,butasIwalkeddownVereStreetabrickcamedownfromtheroofofoneofthehouses,andwasshatteredtofragmentsatmyfeet。
  Icalledthepoliceandhadtheplaceexamined。Therewereslatesandbrickspiledupontheroofpreparatorytosomerepairs,andtheywouldhavemebelievethatthewindhadtoppledoveroneofthese。
  OfcourseIknewbetter,butIcouldprovenothing。I
  tookacabafterthatandreachedmybrother’sroomsinPallMall,whereIspenttheday。NowIhavecomeroundtoyou,andonmywayIwasattackedbyaroughwithabludgeon。Iknockedhimdown,andthepolicehavehimincustody;butIcantellyouwiththemostabsoluteconfidencethatnopossibleconnectionwilleverbetracedbetweenthegentlemanuponwhosefrontteethIhavebarkedmyknucklesandtheretiringmathematicalcoach,whois,Idaresay,workingoutproblemsuponablack-boardtenmilesaway。Youwillnotwonder,Watson,thatmyfirstactonenteringyourroomswastocloseyourshutters,andthatIhavebeencompelledtoaskyourpermissiontoleavethehousebysomelessconspicuousexitthanthefrontdoor。”
  Ihadoftenadmiredmyfriend’scourage,butnevermorethannow,ashesatquietlycheckingoffaseriesofincidentswhichmusthavecombinedtomakeupadayofhorror。”Youwillspendthenighthere?”Isaid。”No,myfriend,youmightfindmeadangerousguest。
  Ihavemyplanslaid,andallwillbewell。Mattershavegonesofarnowthattheycanmovewithoutmyhelpasfarasthearrestgoes,thoughmypresenceisnecessaryforaconviction。Itisobvious,therefore,thatIcannotdobetterthangetawayforthefewdayswhichremainbeforethepoliceareatlibertytoact。
  Itwouldbeagreatpleasuretome,therefore,ifyoucouldcomeontotheContinentwithme。””Thepracticeisquiet,”saidI,”andIhaveanaccommodatingneighbor。Ishouldbegladtocome。””Andtostartto-morrowmorning?””Ifnecessary。””Ohyes,itismostnecessary。Thentheseareyourinstructions,andIbeg,mydearWatson,thatyouwillobeythemtotheletter,foryouarenowplayingadouble-handedgamewithmeagainstthecleverestrogueandthemostpowerfulsyndicateofcriminalsinEurope。Nowlisten!YouwilldespatchwhateverluggageyouintendtotakebyatrustymessengerunaddressedtoVictoriato-night。Inthemorningyouwillsendforahansom,desiringyourmantotakeneitherthefirstnorthesecondwhichmaypresentitself。Intothishansomyouwilljump,andyouwilldrivetotheStrandendoftheLowtherArcade,handlingtheaddresstothecabmanuponaslipofpaper,witharequestthathewillnotthrowitaway。
  Haveyourfareready,andtheinstantthatyourcabstops,dashthroughtheArcade,timingyourselftoreachtheothersideataquarter-pastnine。Youwillfindasmallbroughamwaitingclosetothecurb,drivenbyafellowwithaheavyblackcloaktippedatthecollarwithred。Intothisyouwillstep,andyouwillreachVictoriaintimefortheContinentalexpress。””WhereshallImeetyou?””Atthestation。Thesecondfirst-classcarriagefromthefrontwillbereservedforus。””Thecarriageisourrendezvous,then?””Yes。”
  ItwasinvainthatIaskedHolmestoremainfortheevening。Itwasevidenttomethathethoughhemightbringtroubletotheroofhewasunder,andthatthatwasthemotivewhichimpelledhimtogo。Withafewhurriedwordsastoourplansforthemorrowheroseandcameoutwithmeintothegarden,clamberingoverthewallwhichleadsintoMortimerStreet,andimmediatelywhistlingforahansom,inwhichIheardhimdriveaway。
  InthemorningIobeyedHolmes’sinjunctionstotheletter。Ahansomwasprocuredwithsuchprecautionaswouldpreventitsbeingonewhichwasplacedreadyforus,andIdroveimmediatelyafterbreakfasttotheLowtherArcade,throughwhichIhurriedatthetopofmyspeed。Abroughamwaswaitingwithaverymassivedriverwrappedinadarkcloak,who,theinstantthatIhadsteppedin,whippedupthehorseandrattledofftoVictoriaStation。Onmyalightingthereheturnedthecarriage,anddashedawayagainwithoutsomuchasalookinmydirection。
  Sofarallhadgoneadmirably。Myluggagewaswaitingforme,andIhadnodifficultyinfindingthecarriagewhichHolmeshadindicated,thelesssoasitwastheonlyoneinthetrainwhichwasmarked”Engaged。”Myonlysourceofanxietynowwasthenon-appearanceofHolmes。Thestationclockmarkedonlysevenminutesfromthetimewhenwewereduetostart。InvainIsearchedamongthegroupsoftravellersandleave-takersforthelittlefigureofmyfriend。Therewasnosignofhim。IspentafewminutesinassistingavenerableItalianpriest,whowasendeavoringtomakeaporterunderstand,inhisbrokenEnglish,thathisluggagewastobebookedthroughtoParis。Then,havingtakenanotherlookround,Ireturnedtomycarriage,whereIfoundthattheporter,inspiteoftheticket,hadgivenmemydecrepitItalianfriendasatravelingcompanion。Itwasuselessformetoexplaintohimthathispresencewasanintrusion,formyItalianwasevenmorelimitedthanhisEnglish,soIshruggedmyshouldersresignedly,andcontinuedtolookoutanxiouslyformyfriend。Achilloffearhadcomeoverme,asI
  thoughtthathisabsencemightmeanthatsomeblowhadfallenduringthenight。Alreadythedoorshadallbeenshutandthewhistleblown,when——”MydearWatson,”saidavoice,”youhavenotevencondescendedtosaygood-morning。”
  Iturnedinuncontrollableastonishment。Theagedecclesiastichadturnedhisfacetowardsme。Foraninstantthewrinklesweresmoothedaway,thenosedrewawayfromthechin,thelowerlipceasedtoprotrudeandthemouthtomumble,thedulleyesregainedtheirfire,thedroopingfigureexpanded。Thenextthewholeframecollapsedagain,andHolmeshadgoneasquicklyashehadcome。”Goodheavens!”Icried;”howyoustartledme!””Everyprecautionisstillnecessary,”hewhispered。”Ihavereasontothinkthattheyarehotuponourtrail。Ah,thereisMoriartyhimself。”
  ThetrainhadalreadybeguntomoveasHolmesspoke。
  Glancingback,Isawatallmanpushinghiswayfuriouslythroughthecrowd,andwavinghishandasifhedesiredtohavethetrainstopped。Itwastoolate,however,forwewererapidlygatheringmomentum,andaninstantlaterhadshotclearofthestation。”Withallourprecautions,youseethatwehavecutitratherfine,”saidHolmes,laughing。Herose,andthrowingofftheblackcassockandhatwhichhadformedhisdisguise,hepackedthemawayinahand-bag。”Haveyouseenthemorningpaper,Watson?””No。””Youhaven’t’seenaboutBakerStreet,then?””BakerStreet?””Theysetfiretoourroomslastnight。Nogreatharmwasdone。””Goodheavens,Holmes!thisisintolerable。””Theymusthavelostmytrackcompletelyaftertheirbludgeon-manwasarrested。OtherwisetheycouldnothaveimaginedthatIhadreturnedtomyrooms。Theyhaveevidentlytakentheprecautionofwatchingyou,however,andthatiswhathasbroughtMoriartytoVictoria。Youcouldnothavemadeanyslipincoming?””Ididexactlywhatyouadvised。””Didyoufindyourbrougham?””Yes,itwaswaiting。””Didyourecognizeyourcoachman?””No。””ItwasmybrotherMycroft。Itisanadvantagetogetaboutinsuchacasewithouttakingamercenaryintoyourconfidence。ButwemustplantwhatwearetodoaboutMoriartynow。””Asthisisanexpress,andastheboatrunsinconnectionwithit,Ishouldthinkwehaveshakenhimoffveryeffectively。””MydearWatson,youevidentlydidnotrealizemymeaningwhenIsaidthatthismanmaybetakenasbeingquiteonthesameintellectualplaneasmyself。
  YoudonotimaginethatifIwerethepursuerIshouldallowmyselftobebaffledbysoslightanobstacle。
  Why,then,shouldyouthinksomeanlyofhim?””Whatwillhedo?””WhatIshoulddo?””Whatwouldyoudo,then?””Engageaspecial。””Butitmustbelate。””Bynomeans。ThistrainstopsatCanterbury;andthereisalwaysatleastaquarterofanhour’sdelayattheboat。Hewillcatchusthere。”