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the adventure of the priory school-第4部分
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〃Do you observe;〃 said Holmes; 〃that the rider is now undoubtedly
forcing the pace? There can be no doubt of it。 Look at this
impression; where you get both tires clear。 The one is as deep as
the other。 That can only mean that the rider is throwing his weight on
to the handle…bar; as a man does when he is sprinting。 By Jove! he has
had a fall。〃
There was a broad; irregular smudge covering some yards of the
track。 Then there were a few footmarks; and the tyres reappeared
once more。
〃A side…slip;〃 I suggested。
Holmes held up a crumpled branch of flowering gorse。 To my horror
I perceived that the yellow blossoms were all dabbled with crimson。 On
the path; too; and among the heather were dark stains of clotted
blood。
〃Bad!〃 said Holmes。 〃Bad! Stand clear; Watson! Not an unnecessary
footstep! What do I read here? He fell wounded… he stood up… he
remounted… he proceeded。 But there is no other track。 Cattle on this
side path。 He was surely not gored by a bull? Impossible! But I see no
traces of anyone else。 We must push on; Watson。 Surely; with stains as
well as the track to guide us; he cannot escape us now。〃
Our search was not a very long one。 The tracks of the tyre began
to curve fantastically upon the wet and shining path。 Suddenly; as I
looked ahead; the gleam of caught my eye from amid the thick
gorse…bushes。 Out of them we dragged a bicycle; Palmer…tyred; one
pedal bent; and the whole front of it horribly smeared and slobbered
with blood。 On the other side of the bushes a shoe was projecting。
We ran round; and there lay the unfortunate rider。 He was a tall
man; full…bearded; with spectacles; one glass of which had been
knocked out。 The cause of his death was a frightful blow upon the
head; which had crushed in part of his skull。 That he could have
gone on after receiving such an injury said much for the vitality
and courage of the man。 He wore shoes; but no socks; and his open coat
disclosed a nightshirt beneath it。 It was undoubtedly the German
master。
Holmes turned the body over reverently; and examined it with great
attention。 He then sat in deep thought for a time; and I could see
by his ruffied brow that this grim discovery had not; in his
opinion; advanced us much in our inquiry。
〃It is a little difficult to know what to do; Watson;〃 said he; at
last。 〃My own inclinations are to push this inquiry on; for we have
already lost so much time that we cannot afford to waste another hour。
On the other hand; we are bound to inform the police of the discovery;
and to see that this poor fellow's body is looked after。〃
〃I could take a note back。〃
〃But I need your company and assistance。 Wait a bit! There is a
fellow cutting peat up yonder。 Bring him over here; and he will
guide the police。〃
I brought the peasant across; and Holmes dispatched the frightened
man with a note to Dr。 Huxtable。
〃Now; Watson;〃 said he; 〃we have picked up two clues this morning。
One is the bicycle with the Palmer tyre; and we see what that has
led to。 The other is the bicycle with the patched Dunlop。 Before we
start to investigate that; let us try to realize what we do know; so
as to make the most of it; and to separate the essential from the
accidental。〃
〃First of all; I wish to impress upon you that the boy certainly
left of his own free…will。 He got down from his window and he went
off; either alone or with someone。 That is sure。〃
I assented。
〃Well; now; let us turn to this unfortunate German master。 The boy
was fully dressed when he fled。 Therefore; he foresaw what he would
do。 But the German went without his socks。 He certainly acted on
very short notice。〃
〃Undoubtedly。〃
〃Why did he go? Because; from his bedroom window; he saw the
flight of the boy; because he wished to overtake him and bring him
back。 He seized his bicycle; pursued the lad; and in pursuing him
met his death。〃
〃So it would seem。〃
〃Now I come to the critical part of my argument。 The natural
action of a man in pursuing a little boy would be to run after him。 He
would know that he could overtake him。 But the German does not do
so。 He turns to his bicycle。 I am told that he was an excellent
cyclist。 He would not do this; if he did not see that the boy had some
swift means of escape。〃
〃The other bicycle。〃
〃Let us continue our reconstruction。 He meets his death five miles
from the school… not by a bullet; mark you; which even a lad might
conceivably discharge; but by a savage blow dealt by a vigorous arm。
The lad; then; had a companion his flight。 And the flight was a
swift one; since it took five miles before an expert cyclist could
overtake them。 Yet we survey the ground round the scene of the
tragedy。 What do we find? A few cattle…tracks; nothing more。 I took
a wide sweep round; and there is no path within fifty yards。 Another
cyclist could have had nothing to do with the actual murder; nor
were there any human footmarks。〃
〃Holmes;〃 I cried; 〃this is impossible。〃
〃Admirable!〃 he said。 〃A most illuminating remark。 It is
impossible as I state it; and therefore I must in some respect have
stated it wrong。 Yet you saw for yourself。 Can you suggest any
fallacy?〃
〃He could not have fractured his skull in a fall?〃
〃In a morass; Watson?〃
〃I am at my wit's end。〃
〃Tut; tut; we have solved some worse problems。 At least we have
plenty of material; if we can only use it。 Come; then; and; having
exhausted the Palmer; let us see what the Dunlop with the patched
cover has to offer us。〃
We picked up the track and followed it onward for some distance; but
soon the moor rose into a long; heather…tufted curve; and we left
the watercourse behind us。 No further help from tracks could be
boped for。 At the spot where we saw the last of the Dunlop tyre it
might equally have led to Holdernesse Hall; the stately towers of
which rose some miles to our left; or to a low; gray village which lay
in front of us and marked the position of the Chesterfield high road。
As we approached the forbidding and squalid inn; with the sign of
a game…cock above the door; Holmes gave a sudden groan; and clutched
me by the shoulder to save himself from falling。 He had had one of
those violent strains of the ankle which leave a man helpless。 With
difficulty he limped up to the door; where a squat; dark; elderly
man was smoking a black clay pipe。
〃How are you; Mr。 Reuben Hayes?〃 said Holmes。
〃Who are you; and how do you get my name so pat?〃 the countryman
answered; with a suspicious flash of a pair of cunning eyes。
〃Well; it's printed on the board above your head。 It's easy to see a
man who is master of his own house。 I suppose you haven't such a thing
as a carriage in your stables?〃
〃No; I have not。〃
〃I can hardly put my foot to the ground。〃
〃Don't put it to the ground。〃
〃But I can't walk。〃
〃Well; then hop。〃
Mr。 Reuben Hayes's manner was far from gracious; but Holmes took
it with admirable good…humour。
〃Look here; my man;〃 said he。 〃This is really rather an awkward
fix for me。 I don't mind how I get on。〃
〃Neither do I;〃 said the morose landlord。
〃The matter is very important。 I would offer you a sovereign for the
use of a bicycle。〃
The landlord pricked up his ears。
〃Where do you want to go?〃
〃To Holdernesse Hall。〃
〃Pals of the Dook; I suppose?〃 said the landlord; surveying our
mud…stained garments with ironical eyes。
Holmes laughed good…naturedly。
〃He'll be glad to see us; anyhow。〃
〃Why?〃
〃Because we bring him news of his lost son。〃
The landlord gave a very visible start。
〃What; you're on his track?〃
〃He has been heard of in Liverpool。 They expect to get him every
hour。〃
Again a swift change passed over the heavy; unshaven face。 His
manner was suddenly genial。
〃I've less reason to wish the Dook well than most men;〃 said he;
〃for I was head coachman once; and cruel bad he treated me。 It was him
that sacked me without a character on the word of a lying
corn…chandler。 But I'm glad to hear that the young lord was heard of
in Liverpool; and I'll help you to take the news to the Hall。〃
〃Thank you;〃 said Holmes。 〃Well have some food first。 then you can
bring round the bicycle。〃
〃I haven't got a bicycle。〃
Holmes held up a sovereign。
〃I tell you; man; that I haven't got one。 I'll let you have two
horses as far as the Hall。〃
〃Well; well;〃 said Holmes; 〃well talk about it when we've had
something to eat。〃
When we were left alone in the stone…flagged kitchen; it was
astonishing how rapidly that sprained ankle recovered。 It was nearly
nightfall; and we had eaten nothing since early morning; so that we
spent some time over our meal。 Holmes was lost in thought; and once or
twice he walked over to the window and stared earnestly out。 It opened
on to a squalid courtyard。 In the far corner was a smithy; where a
grimy lad was at work。 On the other side were the stables。 Holmes
had sat down again after one of these excursions; when he suddenly
sprang out of his chair with a loud exclamation。
〃By heaven; Watson; I believe that I've got it!〃 he cried。 〃Yes;
yes; it must be so。 Watson; do you remember seeing any cow…tracks
to…day?〃
〃Yes; several。〃
〃Were?〃
〃Well; everywhere。 They were at the morass; and again on the path;
and again near where poor Heidegger met his death。〃
〃Exactly。 Well; now; Watson; how many cows did you see on the moor?〃
〃I don't remember seeing any。〃
〃Strange; Watson; that we should see tracks all along our line;
but never a cow on the whole moor。 Very strange; Watson; eh?〃
〃Yes; it is strange。〃
〃Now; Watson; make an effort; throw your mind back。 Can you see
those tracks upon the path?〃
〃Yes; I can。〃
〃Can you recall that the tracks were sometimes like that; Watson〃…
he arranged a number of bread…crumbs in this fashion… : : : :… 〃and
sometimes like this〃… :。:。:。:。… 〃and occasionally like this〃…
。。'。'。'。 〃Can you remember that?〃
〃No; I cannot。〃
〃But I can。 I could swear to it。 However; we will go back at our
leisure and verify it。 What a blind be
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