跳舞的小人（6）

“I presume that it is a very quiet place. Any fresh face would cause comment?”

“In the immediate neighbourhood, yes. But we have several small watering-places not very far away. And the farmers take in lodgers.”

“These hieroglyphics have evidently a meaning. If it is a purely arbitrary one it may be impossible for us to solve it. If, on the other hand, it is systematic, I have no doubt that we shall get to the bottom of it. But this particular sample is so short that I can do nothing, and the facts which you have brought me are so indefinite that we have no basis for an investigation. I would suggest that you return to Norfolk, that you keep a keen look-out, and that you take an exact copy of any fresh dancing men which may appear. It is a thousand pities that we have not a reproduction of those which were done in chalk upon the window-sill. Make a discreet inquiry also as to any strangers in the neighbourhood. When you have collected some fresh evidence come to me again. That is the best advice which I can give you, Mr. Hilton Cubitt. If there are any pressing fresh developments I shall be always ready to run down and see you in your Norfolk home.”

The interview left Sherlock Holmes very thoughtful, and several times in the next few days I saw him take his slip of paper from his note-book and look long and earnestly at the curious figures inscribed upon it. He made no allusion to the affair, however, until one afternoon a fortnight or so later. I was going out when he called me back.

“You had better stay here, Watson.”

“Why?”

“Because I had a wire from Hilton Cubitt this morning—you remember Hilton Cubitt, of the dancing men? He was to reach Liverpool Street at one-twenty. He may be here at any moment. I gather from his wire that there have been some new incidents of importance.”

We had not long to wait, for our Norfolk squire came straight from the station as fast as a hansom could bring him. He was looking worried and depressed, with tired eyes and a lined forehead.

“我猜你那一带是个很平静的地方，任何陌生面孔出现都会引人注意，是吗？”

“在很邻近的地方是这样的。但是，离我们那儿不太远，有好几个饮牲口的地方，那里的农民经常留外人住宿。”

“这些难懂的符号显然有其含义。假如是随意画的，咱们多半解释不了。从另一方面看，假如是有系统的，我相信咱们会把它彻底弄清楚。但是，仅有的这一张太简短，使我无从着手。您提供的这些情况又太模糊，不能作为调查的基础。我建议你回诺福克去，密切注视，把可能出现任何新的跳舞的人照原样临摹下来。非常可惜的是，早先那些用粉笔画在窗台上的跳舞的人，咱们没有一张复制的。您还要细心打听一下，附近来过什么陌生人。您几时收集到新的证据，就再来这儿。我现在能给您的就是这些建议了。如果有什么紧急的新发展，我随时可以赶到诺福克您家里去。”

这一次的面谈使福尔摩斯变得非常沉默。一连数天，我几次见他从笔记本中取出那张纸条，久久地仔细研究上面写的那些古怪符号。可是，他绝口不提这件事。一直到差不多两个星期以后，有一天下午我正要出去，他把我叫住了。

“华生，你最好别走。”

“怎么啦？”

“因为早上我收到希尔顿·丘比特的一份电报。你还记得他和那些跳舞的人吗？他应该在一点二十分到利物浦街，随时可能到这儿。从他的电报中，我推测已经出现了很重要的新情况。”

我们没有等多久，这位诺福克的绅士坐马车直接从车站赶来了。他象是又焦急又沮丧，目光倦乏，满额皱纹。