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three ghost stories-第12部分

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pensively at each recumbent figure。  It took no notice of me; or of

my bed; which was that nearest to Mr。 Harker's。  It seemed to go out

where the moonlight came in; through a high window; as by an aerial

flight of stairs。



Next morning at breakfast; it appeared that everybody present had

dreamed of the murdered man last night; except myself and Mr。

Harker。



I now felt as convinced that the second man who had gone down

Piccadilly was the murdered man (so to speak); as if it had been

borne into my comprehension by his immediate testimony。  But even

this took place; and in a manner for which I was not at all

prepared。



On the fifth day of the trial; when the case for the prosecution was

drawing to a close; a miniature of the murdered man; missing from

his bedroom upon the discovery of the deed; and afterwards found in

a hiding…place where the Murderer had been seen digging; was put in

evidence。  Having been identified by the witness under examination;

it was handed up to the Bench; and thence handed down to be

inspected by the Jury。  As an officer in a black gown was making his

way with it across to me; the figure of the second man who had gone

down Piccadilly impetuously started from the crowd; caught the

miniature from the officer; and gave it to me with his own hands; at

the same time saying; in a low and hollow tone;before I saw the

miniature; which was in a locket;〃I WAS YOUNGER THEN; AND MY FACE

WAS NOT THEN DRAINED OF BLOOD。〃  It also came between me and the

brother juryman to whom I would have given the miniature; and

between him and the brother juryman to whom he would have given it;

and so passed it on through the whole of our number; and back into

my possession。  Not one of them; however; detected this。



At table; and generally when we were shut up together in Mr。

Harker's custody; we had from the first naturally discussed the

day's proceedings a good deal。  On that fifth day; the case for the

prosecution being closed; and we having that side of the question in

a completed shape before us; our discussion was more animated and

serious。  Among our number was a vestryman;the densest idiot I

have ever seen at large;who met the plainest evidence with the

most preposterous objections; and who was sided with by two flabby

parochial parasites; all the three impanelled from a district so

delivered over to Fever that they ought to have been upon their own

trial for five hundred Murders。  When these mischievous blockheads

were at their loudest; which was towards midnight; while some of us

were already preparing for bed; I again saw the murdered man。  He

stood grimly behind them; beckoning to me。  On my going towards

them; and striking into the conversation; he immediately retired。

This was the beginning of a separate series of appearances; confined

to that long room in which we were confined。  Whenever a knot of my

brother jurymen laid their heads together; I saw the head of the

murdered man among theirs。  Whenever their comparison of notes was

going against him; he would solemnly and irresistibly beckon to me。



It will be borne in mind that down to the production of the

miniature; on the fifth day of the trial; I had never seen the

Appearance in Court。  Three changes occurred now that we entered on

the case for the defence。  Two of them I will mention together;

first。  The figure was now in Court continually; and it never there

addressed itself to me; but always to the person who was speaking at

the time。  For instance:  the throat of the murdered man had been

cut straight across。  In the opening speech for the defence; it was

suggested that the deceased might have cut his own throat。  At that

very moment; the figure; with its throat in the dreadful condition

referred to (this it had concealed before); stood at the speaker's

elbow; motioning across and across its windpipe; now with the right

hand; now with the left; vigorously suggesting to the speaker

himself the impossibility of such a wound having been self…inflicted

by either hand。  For another instance:  a witness to character; a

woman; deposed to the prisoner's being the most amiable of mankind。

The figure at that instant stood on the floor before her; looking

her full in the face; and pointing out the prisoner's evil

countenance with an extended arm and an outstretched finger。



The third change now to be added impressed me strongly as the most

marked and striking of all。  I do not theorise upon it; I accurately

state it; and there leave it。  Although the Appearance was not

itself perceived by those whom it addressed; its coming close to

such persons was invariably attended by some trepidation or

disturbance on their part。  It seemed to me as if it were prevented;

by laws to which I was not amenable; from fully revealing itself to

others; and yet as if it could invisibly; dumbly; and darkly

overshadow their minds。  When the leading counsel for the defence

suggested that hypothesis of suicide; and the figure stood at the

learned gentleman's elbow; frightfully sawing at its severed throat;

it is undeniable that the counsel faltered in his speech; lost for a

few seconds the thread of his ingenious discourse; wiped his

forehead with his handkerchief; and turned extremely pale。  When the

witness to character was confronted by the Appearance; her eyes most

certainly did follow the direction of its pointed finger; and rest

in great hesitation and trouble upon the prisoner's face。  Two

additional illustrations will suffice。  On the eighth day of the

trial; after the pause which was every day made early in the

afternoon for a few minutes' rest and refreshment; I came back into

Court with the rest of the Jury some little time before the return

of the Judges。  Standing up in the box and looking about me; I

thought the figure was not there; until; chancing to raise my eyes

to the gallery; I saw it bending forward; and leaning over a very

decent woman; as if to assure itself whether the Judges had resumed

their seats or not。  Immediately afterwards that woman screamed;

fainted; and was carried out。  So with the venerable; sagacious; and

patient Judge who conducted the trial。  When the case was over; and

he settled himself and his papers to sum up; the murdered man;

entering by the Judges' door; advanced to his Lordship's desk; and

looked eagerly over his shoulder at the pages of his notes which he

was turning。  A change came over his Lordship's face; his hand

stopped; the peculiar shiver; that I knew so well; passed over him;

he faltered; 〃Excuse me; gentlemen; for a few moments。  I am

somewhat oppressed by the vitiated air;〃 and did not recover until

he had drunk a glass of water。



Through all the monotony of six of those interminable ten days;the

same Judges and others on the bench; the same Murderer in the dock;

the same lawyers at the table; the same tones of question and answer

rising to the roof of the court; the same scratching of the Judge's

pen; the same ushers going in and out; the same lights kindled at

the same hour when there had been any natural light of day; the same

foggy curtain outside the great windows when it was foggy; the same

rain pattering and dripping when it was rainy; the same footmarks of

turnkeys and prisoner day after day on the same sawdust; the same

keys locking and unlocking the same heavy doors;through all the

wearisome monotony which made me feel as if I had been Foreman of

the Jury for a vast cried of time; and Piccadilly had flourished

coevally with Babylon; the murdered man never lost one trace of his

distinctness in my eyes; nor was he at any moment less distinct than

anybody else。  I must not omit; as a matter of fact; that I never

once saw the Appearance which I call by the name of the murdered man

look at the Murderer。  Again and again I wondered; 〃Why does he

not?〃  But he never did。



Nor did he look at me; after the production of the miniature; until

the last closing minutes of the trial arrived。  We retired to

consider; at seven minutes before ten at night。  The idiotic

vestryman and his two parochial parasites gave us so much trouble

that we twice returned into Court to beg to have certain extracts

from the Judge's notes re…read。  Nine of us had not the smallest

doubt about those passages; neither; I believe; had any one in the

Court; the dunder…headed triumvirate; having no idea but

obstruction; disputed them for that very reason。  At length we

prevailed; and finally the Jury returned into Court at ten minutes

past twelve。



The murdered man at that time stood directly opposite the Jury…box;

on the other side of the Court。  As I took my place; his eyes rested

on me with great attention; he seemed satisfied; and slowly shook a

great gray veil; which he carried on his arm for the first time;

over his head and whole form。  As I gave in our verdict; 〃Guilty;〃

the veil collapsed; all was gone; and his place was empty。



The Murderer; being asked by the Judge; according to usage; whether

he had anything to say before sentence of Death should be passed

upon him; indistinctly muttered something which was described in the

leading newspapers of the following day as 〃a few rambling;

incoherent; and half…audible words; in which he was understood to

complain that he had not had a fair trial; because the Foreman of

the Jury was prepossessed against him。〃  The remarkable declaration

that he really made was this:  〃MY LORD; I KNEW I WAS A DOOMED MAN;

WHEN THE FOREMAN OF MY JURY CAME INTO THE BOX。  MY LORD; I KNEW HE

WOULD NEVER LET ME OFF; BECAUSE; BEFORE I WAS TAKEN; HE SOMEHOW GOT

TO MY BEDSIDE IN THE NIGHT; WOKE ME; AND PUT A ROPE ROUND MY NECK。〃











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