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the adventure of the cardboard box-第3部分

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and now that Mary has stopped writing we don't know how things are

going with them。〃

  It was evident that Miss Cushing had come upon a subject on which

she felt very deeply。 Like most people who lead a lonely life; she was

shy at first; but ended by becoming extremely communicative。 She

told us many details about her brother…in…law the steward; and then

wandering off on the subject of her former lodgers; the medical

students; she gave us a long account of their delinquencies; with

their names and those of their hospitals。 Holmes listened

attentively to everything; throwing in a question from time to time。

  〃About your second sister; Sarah;〃 said he。 〃I wonder; since you are

both maiden ladies; that you do not keep house together。〃

  〃Ah! you don't know Sarah's temper or you would wonder no more。 I

tried it when I came to Croydon; and we kept on until about two months

ago; when we had to part。 I don't want to say a word against my own

sister; but she was always meddlesome and hard to please; was Sarah。〃

  〃You say that she quarrelled with your Liverpool relations。〃

  〃Yes; and they were the best of friends at one time。 Why; she went

up there to live in order to be near them。 And now she has no word

hard enough for Jim Browner。 The last six months that she was here she

would speak of nothing but his drinking and his ways。 He had caught

her meddling; I suspect; and given her a bit of his mind; and that was

the start of it。〃

  〃Thank you; Miss Cushing;〃 said Holmes; rising and bowing。 〃Your

sister Sarah lives; I think you said; at New Street; Wallington?

Good…bye; and I am very sorry that you have been troubled over a

case with which; as you say; you have nothing whatever to do。〃

  There was a cab passing as we came out; and Holmes hailed it。

  〃How far to Wallington?〃 he asked。

  〃Only about a mile; sir。〃

  〃Very good。 jump in; Watson。 We must strike while the iron is hot。

Simple as the case is; there have been one or two very instructive

details in connection with it。 Just pull up at a telegraph office as

you pass; cabby。〃

  Holmes sent off a short wire and for the rest of the drive lay

back in the cab; with his hat tilted over his nose to keep the sun

from his face。 Our driver pulled up at a house which was not unlike

the one which we had just quitted。 My companion ordered him to wait;

and had his hand upon the knocker; when the door opened and a grave

young gentleman in black; with a very shiny hat; appeared on the step。

  〃Is Miss Cushing at home?〃 asked Holmes。

  〃Miss Sarah Cushing is extremely ill;〃 said he。 〃She has been

suffering since yesterday from brain symptoms of great severity。 As

her medical adviser; I cannot possibly take the responsibility of

allowing anyone to see her。 I should recommend you to call again in

ten days。〃 He drew on his gloves; closed the door; and marched off

down the street。

  〃Well; if we can't we can't;〃 said Holmes; cheerfully。

  〃Perhaps she could not or would not have told you much。〃

  〃I did not wish her to tell me anything。 I only wanted to look at

her。 However; I think that I have got all that I want。 Drive us to

some decent hotel; cabby; where we may have some lunch; and afterwards

we shall drop down upon friend Lestrade at the police…station。〃

  We had a pleasant little meal together; during which Holmes would

talk about nothing but violins; narrating with great exultation how he

had purchased his own Stradivarius; which was worth at least five

hundred guineas; at a Jew broker's in Tottenham Court Road for

fifty…five shillings。 This led him to Paganini; and we sat for an hour

over a bottle of claret while he told me anecdote after anecdote of

that extraordinary man。 The afternoon was far advanced and the hot

glare had softened into a mellow glow before we found ourselves at the

police…station。 Lestrade was waiting for us at the door。

  〃A telegram for you; Mr。 Holmes;〃 said he。

  〃Ha! It is the answer!〃 He tore it open; glanced his eyes over it;

and crumpled it into his pocket。 〃That's all right〃 said he。

  〃Have you found out anything?〃

  〃I have found out everything!〃

  〃What!〃 Lestrade stared at him in amazement。 〃You are joking。〃

  〃I was never more serious in my life。 A shocking crime has been

committed; and I think I have now laid bare every detail of it。〃

  〃And the criminal?〃

  Holmes scribbled a few words upon the back of one of his visiting

cards and threw it over to Lestrade。

  〃That is the name;〃 he said。 〃You cannot effect an arrest until

to…morrow night at the earliest。 I should prefer that you do not

mention my name at all in connection with the case; as I choose to

be only associated with those crimes which present some difficulty

in their solution。 Come on; Watson。〃 We strode off together to the

station; leaving Lestrade still staring with a delighted face at the

card which Holmes had thrown him。



  〃The case;〃 said Sherlock Holmes as we chatted over our cigars

that night in our rooms at Baker Street; 〃is one where; as in the

investigations which you have chronicled under the names of 'A Study

in Scarlet' and of 'The Sign of Four;' we have been compelled to

reason backward from effects to causes。 I have written to Lestrade

asking him to supply us with the details which are now wanting; and

which he will only get after he has secured his man。 That he may be

safely trusted to do; for although he is absolutely devoid of

reason; he is as tenacious as a bulldog when he once understands

what he has to do; and; indeed; it is just this tenacity which has

brought him to the top at Scotland Yard。〃

  〃Your case is not complete; then?〃 I asked。

  〃It is fairly complete in essentials。 We know who the author of

the revolting business is; although one of the victims still escapes

us。 Of course; you have formed your own conclusions。〃

  〃I presume that this Jim Browner; the steward of a Liverpool boat;

is the man whom you suspect?〃

  〃Oh! it is more than a suspicion。〃

  〃And yet I cannot see anything save very vague indications。〃

  〃On the contrary; to my mind nothing could be more clear。 Let me run

over the principal steps。 We approached the case; you remember; with

an absolutely blank mind; which is always an advantage。 We had

formed no theories。 We were simply there to observe and to draw

inferences from our observations。 What did we see first? A very placid

and respectable lady; who seemed quite innocent of any secret; and a

portrait which showed me that she had two younger sisters。 It

instantly flashed across my mind that the box might have been meant

for one of these。 I set the idea aside as one which could be disproved

or confirmed at our leisure。 Then we went to the garden; as you

remember; and we saw the very singular contents of the little yellow

box。

  〃The string was of the quality which is used by sailmakers aboard

ship; and at once a whiff of the sea was perceptible in our

investigation。 When I observed that the knot was one which is

popular with sailors; that the parcel had been posted at a port; and

that the male ear was pierced for an earring which is so much more

common among sailors than landsmen; I was quite certain that an the

actors in the tragedy were to be found among our seafaring classes。

  〃When I came to examine the address of the packet I observed that it

was to Miss S。 Cushing。 Now; the oldest sister would; of course; be

Miss Cushing; and although her initial was 'S' it might belong to

one of the others as well。 In that case we should have to commence our

investigation from a fresh basis altogether。 I therefore went into the

house with the intention of clearing up this point。 I was about to

assure Miss Cushing that I was convinced that a mistake had been

made when you may remember that I came suddenly to a stop。 The fact

was that I had just seen something which filled me with surprise and

at the same time narrowed the field of our inquiry immensely。

  〃As a medical man; you are aware; Watson; that there is no part of

the body which varies so much as the human ear。 Each ear is as a

rule quite distinctive and differs from all other ones。 In last

years Anthropological Journal you will find two short monographs

from my pen upon the subject。 I had; therefore; examined the ears in

the box with the eyes of an expert and had carefully noted their

anatomical peculiarities。 Imagine my surprise; then; when on looking

at Miss Cushing I perceived that her ear corresponded exactly with the

female ear which I had just inspected。 The matter was entirely

beyond coincidence。 There was the same shortening of the pinna; the

same broad curve of the upper lobe; the same convolution of the

inner cartilage。 In all essentials it was the same ear。

  〃Of course I at once saw the enormous importance of the observation。

It was evident that the victim was a blood relation; and probably a

very close one。 I began to talk to her about her family; and you

remember that she at once gave us some exceedingly valuable details。

  〃In the first place; her sisters name was Sarah; and her address had

until recently been the same; so that it was quite obvious how the

mistake had occurred and for whom the packet was meant。 Then we

heard of this steward; married to the third sister; and learned that

he had at one time been so intimate with Miss Sarah that she had

actually gone up to Liverpool to be near the Browners; but a quarrel

had afterwards divided them。 This quarrel had put a stop to all

communications for some months; so that if Browner had occasion to

address a packet to Miss Sarah; he would undoubtedly have done so to

her old address。

  〃And now the matter had begun to straighten itself out

wonderfully。 We had learned of the existence of this steward; an

impulsive man; of strong passions… you remember that he threw up

what must have been a very superior berth in order to be nearer to his

wife… subject; too; to occasional fits of hard drinking。 We had reason

to believe that his wife had been murdered; and that a man… presumably

a seafaring man… had been murdered at the same time。 Jealousy; 
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