黑彼得（1）

Black Peter

The Adventure of Black Peter

Arthur Conan Doyle

I have never known my friend to be in better form, both mental and physical, than in the year '95. His increasing fame had brought with it an immense practice, and I should be guilty of an indiscretion if I were even to hint at the identity of some of the illustrious clients who crossed our humble threshold in Baker Street. Holmes, however, like all great artists, lived for his art's sake, and, save in the case of the Duke of Holdernesse, I have seldom known him claim any large reward for his inestimable services. So unworldly was he—or so capricious—that he frequently refused his help to the powerful and wealthy where the problem made no appeal to his sympathies, while he would devote weeks of most intense application to the affairs of some humble client whose case presented those strange and dramatic qualities which appealed to his imagination and challenged his ingenuity.

In this memorable year '95 a curious and incongruous succession of cases had engaged his attention, ranging from his famous investigation of the sudden death of Cardinal Tosca—an inquiry which was carried out by him at the express desire of His Holiness the Pope—down to his arrest of Wilson, the notorious canary-trainer, which removed a plague-spot from the East-End of London. Close on the heels of these two famous cases came the tragedy of Woodman's Lee, and the very obscure circumstances which surrounded the death of Captain Peter Carey. No record of the doings of Mr. Sherlock Holmes would be complete which did not include some account of this very unusual affair.

During the first week of July my friend had been absent so often and so long from our lodgings that I knew he had something on hand. The fact that several rough-looking men called during that time and inquired for Captain Basil made me understand that Holmes was working somewhere under one of the numerous disguises and names with which he concealed his own formidable identity. He had at least five small refuges in different parts of London in which he was able to change his personality. He said nothing of his business to me, and it was not my habit to force a confidence. The first positive sign which he gave me of the direction which his investigation was taking was an extraordinary one. He had gone out before breakfast, and I had sat down to mine, when he strode into the room, his hat upon his head and a huge barbed-headed spear tucked like an umbrella under his arm.

我从来没有看见过我的朋友福尔摩斯象在一八九五年那样一精一神振奋，身一体健壮。他与日俱增的声望使他有无数的案件要办理，到我们贝克街的简陋住宅来的有不少著名人物。哪怕只暗示一下他们中的一两个人是谁，我也会受到责备，被人认为不够慎重。正象所有的伟大艺术家都是为艺术而生活一样，福尔摩斯一向不因他的无法估量的功绩而索取优厚的报酬，只有霍尔得芮斯公爵一案是个例外。他是那样清高，也可以说是那样任一性一，要是当事人得不到他的同情，那么，即使他有钱有势，福尔摩斯也会拒绝他的。可是有时为了一个普普通通的当事人，他却可以一连用上几个星期的时间，专心致志地研究案情，只要案件离奇动人，能够发挥他的想象力和智谋。

在一八九五年这难忘的一年中，有一系列奇怪的、矛盾百出的案件占去了他的全部一精一力，其中有按照神圣教皇的特别指示进行的、对红衣主教托斯卡突然死亡的绝妙侦查，还有劣迹昭彰的养金丝雀的威尔逊的被捕，这为伦敦东区除掉一个祸根。接着以上两桩奇异案件的有屋得曼李庄园的惨案，这是关于彼得·加里船长之死的离奇案件。要是不记述一下这件离奇的案子，歇洛克·福尔摩斯先生的破案记录就会不够完美。

七月份的第一周，我的朋友常常不在我们的住处，并且出去的时间较长，所以我知道他有个案件要办理。在此期间有几个粗俗的人来访，并且询问巴斯尔上尉，这使我了解到他正用假名在某处工作。他有许多假名，以便隐瞒他的使人生畏的身分。他在伦敦各处至少有五个临时住所，在每个住所各使用不同的姓名和职业。至于他正在调查什么事情，他没有对我说，我也不一习一惯于追问他。可是看起来，他这回调查的案子是非常特殊的。吃早饭以前他就出去了，我坐下来吃饭的时候，他迈着大步回到屋内，戴着帽子，腋下丧着一根有倒刺的象伞似的短矛。