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the adventure of the blanced soldier-第3章

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a piteous business; if it was indeed so; but even now it was my duty

to hunt him out and see if I could aid him。 I was anxiously

pondering the matter when I looked up; and there was Godfrey

Emsworth standing before me。〃

  My client had paused as one in deep emotion。

  〃Pray continue;〃 I said。 〃Your problem presents some very unusual

features。〃

  〃He was outside the window; Mr。 Holmes; with his face pressed

against the glass。 I have told you that I looked out at the night。

When I did so I left the curtains partly open。 His figure was framed

in this gap。 The window came down to the ground and I could see the

whole length of it; but it was his face which held my gaze。 He was

deadly pale… never have I seen a man so white。 I reckon ghosts may

look like that; but his eyes met mine; and they were the eyes of a

living man。 He sprang back when he saw that I was looking at him;

and he vanished into the darkness。

  〃There was something shocking about the man; Mr。 Holmes。 It wasn't

merely that ghastly face glimmering as white as cheese in the

darkness。 It was more subtle than that… something slinking;

something furtive; something guilty… something very unlike the

frank; manly lad that I had known。 It left a feeling of horror in my

mind。

  〃But when a man has been soldiering for a year or two with brother

Boer as a playmate; he keeps his nerve and acts quickly。 Godfrey had

hardly vanished before I was at the window。 There was an awkward

catch; and I was some little time before I could throw it up。 Then I

nipped through and ran down the garden path in the direction that I

thought he might have taken。

  〃It was a long path and the light was not very good; but it seemed

to me something was moving ahead of me。 I ran on and called his

name; but it was no use。 When I got to the end of the path there

were several others branching in different directions to various

outhouses。 I stood hesitating; and as I did so I heard distinctly

the sound of a closing door。 It was not behind me in the house; but

ahead of me; somewhere in the darkness。 That was enough; Mr。 Holmes;

to assure me that what I had seen was not a vision。 Godfrey had run

away from me; and he had shut a door behind him。 Of that I was

certain。

  〃There was nothing more I could do; and I spent an uneasy night

turning the matter over in my mind and trying to find some theory

which would cover the facts。 Next day I found the colonel rather

more conciliatory; and as his wife remarked that there were some

places of interest in the neighbourhood; it gave me an opening to

ask whether my presence for one more night would incommode them。 A

somewhat grudging acquiescence from the old man gave me a clear day in

which to make my observations。 I was already perfectly convinced

that Godfrey was in hiding somewhere near; but where and why

remained to be solved。

  〃The house was so large and so rambling that a regiment might be hid

away in it and no one the wiser。 If the secret lay there it was

difficult for me to penetrate it。 But the door which I had heard close

was certainly not in the house。 I must explore the garden and see what

I could find。 There was no difficulty in the way; for the old people

were busy in their own fashion and left me to my own devices。

  〃There were several small outhouses; but at the end of the garden

there was a detached building of some size… large enough for a

gardener's or a gamekeeper's residence。 Could this be the place whence

the sound of that shutting door had come? I approached it in a

careless fashion as though I were strolling aimlessly round the

grounds。 As I did so; a small; brisk; bearded man in a black coat

and bowler hat… not at all the gardener type… came out of the door。 To

my surprise; he locked it after him and put the key in his pocket。

Then he looked at me with some surprise on his face。

  〃'Are you a visitor here?' he asked。

  〃I explained that I was and that I was a friend of Godfrey's。

  〃'What a pity that he should be away on his travels; for he would

have so liked to see me;' I continued。

  〃'Quite so。 Exactly;' said he with a rather guilty air。 'No doubt

you will renew your visit at some more propitious time。' He passed on;

but when I turned I observed that he was standing watching me;

half…concealed by the laurels at the far end of the garden。

  〃I had a good look at that little house as I passed it; but the

windows were heavily curtained; and; so far as one could see; it was

empty。 I might spoil my own game and even be ordered off the

premises if I were too audacious; for I was still conscious that I was

being watched。 Therefore; I strolled back to the house and waited

for night before I went on with my inquiry。 When all was dark and

quiet I slipped out of my window and made my way as silently as

possible to the mysterious lodge。

  〃I have said that it was heavily curtained; but now I found that the

windows were shuttered as well。 Some light; however; was breaking

through one of them; so I concentrated my attention upon this。 I was

in luck; for the curtain had not been quite closed; and there was a

crack in the shutter; so that I could see the inside of the room。 It

was a cheery place enough; a bright lamp and a blazing fire。

Opposite to me was seated the little man whom I had seen in the

morning。 He was smoking a pipe and reading a paper。〃

  〃What paper?〃 I asked。

  My client seemed annoyed at the interruption of his narrative。

  〃Can it matter?〃 he asked。

  〃It is most essential〃

  〃I really took no notice。〃

  〃Possibly you observed whether it was a broad…leafed paper or of

that smaller type which one associates with weeklies。〃

  〃Now that you mention it; it was not large。 It might have been the

Spectator。 However; I had little thought to spare upon such details;

for a second man was seated with his back to the window; and I could

swear that this second man was Godfrey。 I could not see his face;

but I knew the familiar slope of his shoulders。 He was leaning upon

his elbow in an attitude of great melancholy; his body turned

towards the fire。 I was hesitating as to what I should do when there

was a sharp tap on my shoulder; and there was Colonel Emsworth

beside me。

  〃'This way; sir!' said he in a low voice。 He walked in silence to

the house; and I followed him into my own bedroom。 He had picked up

a time…table in the hall。

  〃'There is a train to London at 8:30;' said he。 'The trap will be at

the door at eight。'

  〃He was white with rage; and; indeed; I felt myself in so

difficult a position that I could only stammer out a few incoherent

apologies in which I tried to excuse myself by urging my anxiety for

my friend。

  〃'The matter will not bear discussion;' said he abruptly。 'You

have made a most damnable intrusion into the privacy of our family。

You were here as a guest and you have become a spy。 I have nothing

more to say; sir; save that I have no wish ever to see you again。'

  〃At this I lost my temper; Mr。 Holmes; and I spoke with some warmth。

  〃'I have seen your son; and I am convinced that for some reason of

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