诺伍德的建筑师（8）（在线收听）

“One moment!” said Holmes. “Who opened the door?”

“A middle-aged woman, who was, I suppose, his housekeeper.”

“And it was she, I presume, who mentioned your name?”

“Exactly,” said McFarlane.

“Pray proceed.”

McFarlane wiped his damp brow and then continued his narrative:—

“I was shown by this woman into a sitting-room, where a frugal supper was laid out. Afterwards Mr. Jonas Oldacre led me into his bedroom, in which there stood a heavy safe. This he opened and took out a mass of documents, which we went over together. It was between eleven and twelve when we finished. He remarked that we must not disturb the housekeeper. He showed me out through his own French window, which had been open all this time.”

“Was the blind down?” asked Holmes.

“I will not be sure, but I believe that it was only half down. Yes, I remember how he pulled it up in order to swing open the window. I could not find my stick, and he said, ‘Never mind, my boy; I shall see a good deal of you now, I hope, and I will keep your stick until you come back to claim it.’ I left him there, the safe open, and the papers made up in packets upon the table. It was so late that I could not get back to Blackheath, so I spent the night at the Anerley Arms, and I knew nothing more until I read of this horrible affair in the morning.”

“Anything more that you would like to ask, Mr. Holmes?” said Lestrade, whose eyebrows had gone up once or twice during this remarkable explanation.

“Not until I have been to Blackheath.”

“You mean to Norwood,” said Lestrade.

“Oh, yes; no doubt that is what I must have meant,” said Holmes, with his enigmatical smile. Lestrade had learned by more experiences than he would care to acknowledge that that razor-like brain could cut through that which was impenetrable to him. I saw him look curiously at my companion.

“等一下！”福尔摩斯说，“是谁开的门？”

“一个中年妇女，我猜是他的女管家。”

“把你的名字说出来的，我想就是她吧？”

“不错，”麦克法兰说。

“请说下去。”

麦克法兰擦了擦额头上的汗，然后继续讲他这段经过：

“这个妇女把我领进一间起居室，里面已经摆好了简单的晚饭。后来，约纳斯·奥德克先生带我到他的卧室去，那里立着一个保险柜。他打开保险柜，取出来一大堆文件。我们把这堆文件仔细看了一遍，直到十一点和十二点之间才看完。他说我们不要打搅女管家，就让我从法国窗户出去。那扇窗一直是开着的。”

“窗帘放下来没有？”福尔摩斯问。

“我说不准，不过我想是放了一半下来。对，我记得他为了打开窗户，把窗帘拉起来了。我找不到我的手杖，他说：'没关系，我的孩子，我希望从现在起能经常见到你。我会把你的手杖收好，等你下次来取。'我离开他的时候，卧室里的保险柜是开着的，那些分成几小包的字据还摆在桌上。已经那么晚了，当然我回不去布莱克希斯，就在安纳利·阿姆斯旅馆过了一一夜。其他的我都不知道，一直到今天早晨才从报上知道了这件可怕的事情。”

“你还有别的要问吗，福尔摩斯先生？”雷斯垂德说。在他听年轻人讲这段不平凡的经历的时候，我见他有一两次扬其他的眉一毛一来。

“在我没有去布莱克希斯以前，没什么要问的了。”

“你是说没有去诺伍德以前吧，”雷斯垂德说。

“啊，对了，我要说的是诺伍德，”福尔摩斯说，脸上带着他那种高深莫测的微笑。雷斯垂德从多次经验中知道福尔摩斯的脑子就象把锋利的剃刀，能切开在他看来是坚不可破的东西。他只是不愿承认这一点。我见他好奇地看着我的同伴。