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the adventure of the dying detective-第2部分
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into an asylum。 Sit down; man; and let me have my rest!〃
The incident left a most unpleasant impression upon my mind。 The
violent and causeless excitement; followed by this brutality of
speech; so far removed from his usual suavity; showed me how deep
was the disorganization of his mind。 Of all ruins; that of a noble
mind is the most deplorable。 I sat in silent dejection until the
stipulated time had passed。 He seemed to have been watching the
clock as well as I; for it was hardly six before he began to talk with
the same feverish animation as before。
〃Now; Watson;〃 said he。 〃Have you any change in your pocket?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Any silver?〃
〃A good deal。〃
〃How many half…crowns?〃
〃I have five。〃
〃Ah; too few! Too few! How very unfortunate; Watson! However; such
as they are you can put them in your watchpocket。 And all the rest
of your money in your left trouserpocket。 Thank you。 It will balance
you so much better like that。〃
This was raving insanity。 He shuddered; and again made a sound
between a cough and a sob。
〃You will now light the gas; Watson; but you will be very careful
that not for one instant shall it be more than half on。 I implore
you to be careful; Watson。 Thank you; that is excellent。 No; you
need not draw the blind。 Now you will have the kindness to place
some letters and papers upon this table within my reach; Thank you。
Now some of that litter from the mantelpiece。 Excellent; Watson! There
is a sugar…tongs there。 Kindly raise that small ivory box with its
assistance。 Place it here among the papers。 Good! You can now go and
fetch Mr。 Culverton Smith; of 13 Lower Burke Street。〃
To tell the truth; my desire to fetch a doctor had somewhat
weakened; for poor Holmes was so obviously delirious that it seemed
dangerous to leave him。 However; he was as eager now to consult the
person named as he had been obstinate in refusing。
〃I never heard the name;〃 said I。
〃Possibly not; my good Watson。 It may surprise you to know that
the man upon earth who is best versed in this disease is not a medical
man; but a planter。 Mr。 Culverton Smith is a well…known resident of
Sumatra; now visiting London。 An outbreak of the disease upon his
plantation; which was distant from medical aid; caused him to study it
himself; with some rather far…reaching consequences。 He is a very
methodical person; and I did not desire you to start before six;
because I was well aware that you would not find him in his study。
If you could persuade him to come here and give us the benefit of
his unique experience of this disease; the investigation of which
has been his dearest hobby; I cannot doubt that he could help me。〃
I give Holmes's remarks as a consecutive whole and will not
attempt to indicate how they were interrupted by gaspings for breath
and those clutchings of his hands which indicated the pain from
which he was suffering。 His appearance had changed for the worse
during the few hours that I had been with him。 Those hectic spots were
more pronounced; the eyes shone more brightly out of darker hollows;
and a cold sweat glimmered upon his brow。 He still retained;
however; the jaunty gallantry of his speech。 To the last gasp he would
always be the master。
〃You will tell him exactly how you have left me;〃 said he。 〃You will
convey the very impression which is in your own mind… a dying man… a
dying and delirious man。 Indeed; I cannot think why the whole bed of
the ocean is not one solid mass of oysters; so prolific the
creatures seem。 Ah; I am wandering! Strange how the brain controls the
brain! What was I saying; Watson?〃
〃My directions for Mr。 Culverton Smith。〃
〃Ah; yes; I remember。 My life depends upon it。 Plead with him;
Watson。 There is no good feeling between us。 His nephew; Watson… I had
suspicions of foul play and I allowed him to see it。 The boy died
horribly。 He has a grudge against me。 You will soften him; Watson。 Beg
him; pray him; get him here by any means。 He can save me… only he!〃
〃I will bring him in a cab; if I have to carry him down to it。〃
〃You will do nothing of the sort。 You will persuade him to come。 And
then you will return in front of him。 Make any excuse so as not to
come with him。 Don't forget; Watson。 You won't fail me。 You never
did fail me。 No doubt there are natural enemies which limit the
increase of the creatures。 You and I; Watson; we have done our part。
Shall the world; then; be overrun by oysters? No; no; horrible! You'll
convey all that is in your mind。〃
I left him full of the image of this magnificent intellect
babbling like a foolish child。 He had handed me the key; and with a
happy thought I took it with me lest he should lock himself in。 Mrs。
Hudson was waiting; trembling and weeping; in the passage。 Behind me
as I passed from the flat I heard Holmes's high; thin voice in some
delirious chant。 Below; as I stood whistling for a cab; a man came
on me through the fog。
〃How is Mr。 Holmes; sir?〃 he asked。
It was an old acquaintance; Inspector Morton; of Scotland Yard;
dressed in unofficial tweeds。
〃He is very ill;〃 I answered。
He looked at me in a most singular fashion。 Had it not been too
fiendish; I could have imagined that the gleam of the fanlight
showed exultation in his face。
〃I heard some rumour of it;〃 said he。
The cab had driven up; and I left him。
Lower Burke Street proved to be a line of fine houses lying in the
vague borderland between Notting Hill and Kensington。 The particular
one at which my cabman pulled up had an air of smug and demure
respectability in its old…fashioned iron railings; its massive
folding…door; and its shining brasswork。 All was in keeping with; a
solemn butler who appeared framed in the pink radiance of a tinted
electric light behind him。
〃Yes; Mr。 Culverton Smith is in; Dr。 Watson! Very good; sir; I
will take up your card。〃
My humble name and title did not appear to impress Mr。 Culverton
Smith。 Through the half…open door I heard a high; petulant;
penetrating voice。
〃Who is this person? What does he want? Dear me; Staples; how
often have I said that I am; not to be disturbed in my hours of
study?〃
There came a gentle flow of soothing explanation from the butler。
〃Well; I won't see him; Staples。 I can't have my work interrupted
like this。 I am not at home。 Say so。 tell him to come in the morning
if he really must see me。〃
Again the gentle murmur。
〃Well; well; give him that message。 He can come in the morning; or
he can stay away。 My work must not be hindered。〃
I thought of Holmes tossing upon his bed of sickness and counting
the minutes; perhaps; until I could bring help to him。 It was not a
time to stand upon ceremony。 His life depended upon my promptness。
Before the apologetic butler had delivered his message I had pushed
past him and was in the room。
With a shrill cry of anger a man rose from a reclining chair
beside the fire。 I saw a great yellow face; coarse…grained and greasy;
with heavy; double…chin; and two sullen; menacing gray eyes which
glared at me from under tufted and sandy brows。 A high bald head had a
small velvet smoking…cap poised coquettishly upon one side of its pink
curve。 The skull was of enormous capacity; and yet as I looked down
I saw to my amazement that the figure of the man was small and
frail; twisted in the shoulders and back like one who has suffered
from rickets in his childhood。
〃What's this?〃 he cried in a high; screaming voice。 〃What is the
meaning of this intrusion? Didn't I send you word that I would see you
to…morrow morning?〃
〃I am sorry;〃 said I; 〃but the matter cannot be delayed。 Mr。
Sherlock Holmes…〃
The mention of my friend's name had an extraordinary effect upon the
little man。 The look of anger passed in an instant from his face。
His features became tense and alert。
〃Have you come from Holmes?〃 he asked。
〃I have just left him。〃
〃What about Holmes? How is he?〃
〃He is desperately ill。 That is why I have come。〃
The man motioned me to a chair; and turned to resume his own。 As
he did so I caught a glimpse of his face in the mirror over the
mantelpiece。 I could have sworn that it was set in a malicious and
abominable smile。 Yet I persuaded myself that it must have been some
nervous contraction which I had surprised; for he turned to me an
instant later with genuine concern upon his features。
〃I am sorry to hear this;〃 said he。 〃I only know Mr。 Holmes
through some business dealings which we have had; but I have every
respect for his talents and his character。 He is an amateur of
crime; as I am of disease。 For him the villain; for me the microbe。
There are my prisons;〃 he continued; pointing to a row of bottles
and jars which stood upon a side table。 〃Among those gelatine
cultivations some of the very worst offenders in the world are now
doing time。〃
〃It was on account of your special knowledge that Mr。 Holmes desired
to see you。 He has a high opinion of you and thought that you were the
one man in London who could help him。〃
The little man started; and the jaunty smoking…cap slid to the
floor。
〃Why?〃 he asked。 〃Why should Mr。 Holmes think that I could help
him in his trouble?〃
〃Because of your knowledge of Eastern diseases。〃
〃But why should he think that this disease which he has contracted
is Eastern?〃
〃Because; in some professional inquiry; he has been working among
Chinese sailors down in the docks。〃
Mr。 Culverton Smith smiled pleasantly and picked up his smoking…cap。
〃Oh; that's it… is it?〃 said he。 〃I trust the matter is not so grave
as you suppose。 How long has he been ill?〃
〃About three days。〃
〃Is he delirious?〃
〃Occasionally。〃
〃Tut; tut! This sounds serious。 It would be inhuman not to answer
his call。 I very much resent any interruption to my work; Dr。
Watson; but this case is certainly exceptional。 I will come with you
at once。〃
I remembered Holmes's injunction。
〃I have another appointment;〃 said I。
〃Very good。 I will go alone。 I have a note of Mr。 Holmes's
address。 You can rely upon my being ther
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