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the boscombe valley mystery-第5部分

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whoever it was that he had the appointment with。 But 'Cooee' is a

distinctly Australian cry; and one which is used between

Australians。 There is a strong presumption that the person whom

McCarthy expected to meet him at Boscombe Pool was someone who had

been in Australia。〃

  〃What of the rat; then?〃

  Sherlock Holmes took a folded paper from his pocket and flattened it

out on the table。 〃This is a map of the Colony of Victoria;〃 he

said。 〃I wired to Bristol for it last night。〃 He put his hand over

part of the map。 〃What do you read?〃

  〃ARAT;〃 I read。

  〃And now?〃 He raised his hand。

  〃BALLARAT。〃

  〃Quite so。 That was the word the man uttered; and of which his son

only caught the last two syllables。 He was trying to utter the name of

his murderer。 So and so; of Ballarat。〃

  〃It is wonderful!〃 I exclaimed。

  〃It is obvious。 And now; you see; I had narrowed the field down

considerably。 The possession of a gray garment was a third point

which; granting the son's statement to be correct; was a certainty。 We

have come now out of mere vagueness to the definite conception of an

Australian from Ballarat with a gray cloak。〃

  〃Certainly。〃

  〃And one who was at home in the district; for the pool can only be

approached by the farm or by the estate; where strangers could

hardly wander。〃

  〃Quite so。〃

  〃Then comes our expedition of to…day。 By an examination of the

ground I gained the trifling details which I gave to that imbecile

Lestrade; as to the personality of the criminal。〃

  〃But how did you gain them?〃

  〃You know my method。 It is founded upon the observation of trifles。〃

  〃His height I know that you might roughly judge from the length of

his stride。 His boots; too; might be told from their traces。〃

  〃Yes; they were peculiar boots。〃

  〃But his lameness?〃

  〃The impression of his right foot was always less distinct than

his left。 He put less weight upon it。 Why? Because he limped…he was

lame。〃

  〃But his left…handedness。〃

  〃You were yourself struck by the nature of the injury as recorded by

the surgeon at the inquest。 The blow was struck from immediately

behind; and yet was upon the left side。 Now; how can that be unless it

were by a left…handed man? He had stood behind that tree during the

interview between the father and son。 He had even smoked there。 I

found the ash of a cigar; which my special knowledge of tobacco

ashes enables me to pronounce as an Indian cigar。 I have; as you know;

devoted some attention to this; and written a little monograph on

the ashes of 140 different varieties of pipe; cigar; and cigarette

tobacco。 Having found the ash; I then looked round and discovered

the stump among the moss where he had tossed it。 It was an Indian

cigar; of the variety which are rolled in Rotterdam。〃

  〃And the cigar…holder?〃

  〃I could see that the end had not been in his mouth。 Therefore he

used a holder。 The tip had been cut off not bitten off; but the cut

was not a clean one; so I deduced a blunt pen…knife。〃

  〃Holmes;〃 I said; 〃you have drawn a net round this man from which he

cannot escape; and you have saved an innocent human life as truly as

if you had cut the cord which was hanging him。 I see the direction

in which all this points。 The culprit is…〃

  〃Mr。 John Turner;〃 cried the hotel waiter; opening the door of our

sitting…room; and ushering in a visitor。

  The man who entered was a strange and impressive figure。 His slow;

limping step and bowed shoulders gave the appearance of decrepitude;

and yet his hard; deep…lined; craggy features; and his enormous

limbs showed that he was possessed of unusual strength of body and

of character。 His tangled beard; grizzled hair; and outstanding;

drooping eyebrows combined to give an air of dignity and power to

his appearance; but his face was of an ashen white; while his lips and

the corners of his nostrils were tinged with a shade of blue。 It was

clear to me at a glance that he was in the grip of some deadly and

chronic disease。

  〃Pray sit down on the sofa;〃 said Holmes gently。 〃You had my note?〃

  〃Yes; the lodge…keeper brought it up。 You said that you wished to

see me here to avoid scandal。〃

  〃I thought people would talk if I went to the Hall。〃

  〃And why did you wish to see me?〃 He looked across at my companion

with despair in his weary eyes; as though his question was already

answered。

  〃Yes;〃 said Holmes; answering the look rather than the words。 〃It is

so。 I know all about McCarthy。〃

  The old man sank his face in his hands。 〃God help me!〃 he cried。

〃But I would not have let the young man come to harm。 I give you my

word that I would have spoken out if it went against him at the

Assizes。〃

  〃I am glad to hear you say so;〃 said Holmes gravely。

  〃I would have spoken now had it not been for my dear girl。 It

would break her heart…it will break her heart when she hears that I am

arrested。〃

  〃It may not come to that;〃 said Holmes。

  〃What?〃

  〃I am no official agent。 I understand that it was your daughter

who required my presence here; and I am acting in her interests。 Young

McCarthy must be got off; however。〃

  〃I am a dying man;〃 said old Turner。 〃I have had diabetes for years。

My doctor says it is a question whether I shall live a month。 Yet I

would rather die under my own roof than in a jail。〃

  Holmes rose and sat down at the table with his pen in his hand and a

bundle of paper before him。 〃Just tell us the truth;〃 he said。 〃I

shall jot down the facts。 You will sign it; and Watson here can

witness it。 Then I could produce your confession at the last extremity

to save young McCarthy。 I promise you that I shall not use it unless

it is absolutely needed。〃

  〃It's as well;〃 said the old man; 〃it's a question whether I shall

live to the Assizes; so it matters little to me; but I should wish

to spare Alice the shock。 And now I will make the thing clear to

you; it has been a long time in the acting; but will not take me

long to tell。〃

  〃You didn't know this dead man; McCarthy。 He was a devil

incarnate。 I tell you that。 God keep you out of the clutches of such a

man as he。 His grip has been upon me these twenty years; and he has

blasted my life。 I'll tell you first how I came to be in his power。

  〃It was in the early '60's at the diggings。 I was a young chap then;

hot…blooded and reckless; ready to turn my hand at anything; I got

among bad companions; took to drink; had no luck with my claim; took

to the bush; and in a word became what you would call over here a

highway robber。 There were six of us; and we had a wild; free life

of it; sticking up a station from time to time; or stopping the wagons

on the road to the diggings。 Black Jack of Ballarat was the name I

went under; and our party is still remembered in the colony as the

Ballarat Gang。

  〃One day a gold convoy came down from Ballust to Melbourne; and we

lay in wait for it and attacked it。 There were six troopers and six of

us; so it was a close thing; but we emptied four of their saddles at

the first volley。 Three of our boys were killed; however; before we

got the swag。 I put my pistol to the head of the wagon…driver; who was

this very man McCarthy。 I wish to the Lord that I had though him

shot him then; but I spared him; though I saw his wicked little eyes

fixed on my face; as though to remember every feature。 We got away

with the gold; became wealthy men; and made our way over to England

without being suspected。 There I parted from my old pals and

determined to settle down to a quiet and respectable life。 I bought

this estate; which chanced to be in the market; and I set myself to do

a little with my money; to make up for the way in which I had earned

it。 I married; too; and though my wife died young she left me my

dear little Alice。 Even when she was just a baby her wee hand seemed

to lead me down the right path as nothing else had ever done。 In a

word; I turned over a new leaf and did my best to make up for the

past。 All was going well when McCarthy laid his grip upon me。

  〃I had gone up to town about an investment; and I met him in

Regent Street with hardly a coat to his back or a boot to his foot。

  〃'Here we are; Jack;' says he; touching me on the arm; 'we'll be

as good as a family to you。 There's two of us; me and my son; and

you can have the keeping of us。 If you don't…it's a fine;

law…abiding country is England; and there's always a policeman

within hail。'

  〃Well; down they came to the west country; there was no shaking them

off; and there they have lived rent free on my best land ever since。

There was no rest for me; no peace; no forgetfulness; turn where I

would; there was his cunning; grinning face at my elbow。 It grew worse

as Alice grew up; for he soon saw I was more afraid of her knowing my

past than of the police。 Whatever he wanted he must have; and whatever

it was I gave him without question; land; money; houses; until at last

he asked a thing which I could not give。 He asked for Alice。

  〃His son; you see; had grown up; and so had my girl; and as I was

known to be in weak health; it seemed a fine stroke to him that his

lad should step into the whole property。 But there I was firm。 I would

not have his cursed stock mixed with mine; not that I had any

dislike to the lad; but his blood was in him; and that was enough。 I

stood firm。 McCarthy threatened。 I braved him to do his worst。 We were

to meet at the pool midway between our houses to talk it over。

  〃When I went down there I found him talking with his son; so I

smoked a cigar and waited behind a tree until he should be alone。

But as I listened to his talk all that was black and bitter in me

seemed; to come uppermost。 He was urging his son to marry my

daughter with as little regard for what she might think as if she were

a slut from off the streets。 It drove me mad to think that I and all

that I held most dear should be in the power of such a man as this。

Could I not snap the bond? I was already a dying and a desperate

man。 Though clear of mind and fairly strong of limb; I knew that my

own fate was sealed。 But my memory and my g
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