the adventure of the empty house-第5节
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shikari;〃 said Holmes。 〃It must be very familiar to you。 Have you
not tethered a young kid under a tree; lain above it with your
rifle; and waited for the bait to bring up your tiger? This empty
house is my tree; and you are my tiger。 You have possibly had other
guns in reserve in case there should be several tigers; or in the
unlikely supposition of your own arm failing you。 These;〃 he pointed
around; 〃are my other guns。 The parallel is exact。〃
Colonel Moran sprang forward with a snarl of rage; but the
constables dragged him back。 The fury upon his face was terrible to
look at。
〃I confess that you had one small surprise for me;〃 said Holmes。
〃I did not anticipate that you would yourself make use of this empty
house and this convenient front window。 I had imagined you as
operating from the street; where my friend; Lestrade and his merry men
were awaiting you。 With that exception; all has gone as I expected。〃
Colonel Moran turned to the official detective。
〃You may or may not have just cause for arresting me;〃 said he; 〃but
at least there can be no reason why I should submit to the gibes of
this person。 If I am in the hands of the law; let things be done in
a legal way。〃
〃Well; that's reasonable enough;〃 said Lestrade。 〃Nothing further
you have to say; Mr。 Holmes; before we go?〃
Holmes had picked up the powerful air…gun from the floor; and was
examining its mechanism。
〃An admirable and unique weapon;〃 said he; 〃noiseless and of
tremendous power: I knew Von Herder; the blind German mechanic; who
constructed it to the order of the late Professor Moriarty。 For
years I have been aware of its existance though I have never before
had the opportunity of handling it。 I commend it very specially to
your attention; Lestrade and also the bullets which fit it。〃
〃You can trust us to look after that; Mr。 Holmes;〃 said Lestrade; as
the whole party moved towards the door。 〃Anything further to say?〃
〃Only to ask what charge you intend to prefer?〃
〃What charge; sir? Why; of course; the attempted murder of Mr。
Sherlock Holmes。〃
〃Not so; Lestrade。 I do not propose to appear in the matter at
all。 To you; and to you only; belongs the credit of the remarkable
arrest which you have effected。 Yes; Lestrade; I congratulate you!
With your usual happy mixture of cunning and audacity; you have got
him。〃
〃Got him! Got whom; Mr。 Holmes?〃
〃The man that the whole force has been seeking in vain… Colonel
Sebastian Moran; who shot the Honourable Ronald Adair with an
expanding bullet from an air…gun through the open window of the
second…floor front of No。 427 Park Lane; upon the thirtieth of last
month。 That's the charge; Lestrade。 And now; Watson; if you can endure
the draught from a broken window; I think that half an hour in my
study over a cigar may afford you some profitable amusement。〃
Our old chambers had been left unchanged through the supervision
of Mycroft Holmes and the immediate care of Mrs。 Hudson。 As I
entered I saw; it is true; an unwonted tidiness; but the old landmarks
were all in their place。 There were the chemical corner and the
acid…stained; deal…topped table。 There upon a shelf was the row of
formidable scrap…books and books of reference which many of our
fellow…citizens would have been so glad to burn。 The diagrams; the
violin…case; and the pipe…rack… even the Persian slipper which
contained the tobacco… all met my eyes as I glanced round me。 There
were two occupants of the room… one; Mrs。 Hudson; who beamed upon us
both as we entered… the other; the strange dummy which had played so
important a part in the evening's adventures。 It was a waxcoloured
model of my friend; so admirably done that it was a perfect facsimile。
It stood on a small pedestal table with an old dressing…gown of
Holmes's so draped round it that the illusion from the street was
absolutely perfect。
〃I hope you observed all precautions; Mrs。 Hudson?〃 said Holmes。
〃I went to it on my knees; sir; just as you told me。〃
〃Excellent。 You carried the thing out very well。 Did you observe
where the bullet went?〃
〃Yes; sir。 I'm afraid it has spoilt your beautiful bust; for it
passed right through the head and flattened itself on the wall。 I
picked it up from the carpet。 Here it is!〃
Holmes held it out to me。 〃A soft revolver bullet; as you
perceive; Watson。 There's genius in that; for who would expect to find
such a thing fired from an airgun? All right; Mrs。 Hudson。 I am much
obliged for your assistance。 And now; Watson; let me see you in your
old seat once more; for there are several points which I should like
to discuss with you。〃
He had thrown off the seedy frockcoat; and now he was the Holmes
of old in the mouse…coloured dressing…gown which he took from his
effigy。
〃The old shikari's nerves have not lost their steadiness; nor his
eyes their keenness;〃 said he; with a laugh; as he inspected the
shattered forehead of his bust。
〃Plumb in the middle of the back of the head and smack through the
brain。 He was the best shot in India; and I expect that there are
few better in London。 Have you heard the name?〃
〃No; I have not。〃
〃Well; well; such is fame! But; then; if I remember right; you had
not heard the name of Professor James Moriarty; who had one of the
great brains of the century。 Just give me down my index of biographies
from the shelf。〃
He turned over the pages lazily; leaning back in his chair and
blowing great clouds from his cigar。
〃My collection of M's is a fine one;〃 said he。 〃Moriarty himself
is enough to make any letter illustrious; and here is Morgan the
poisoner; and Merridew of abominable memory; and Mathews; who
knocked out my left canine in the waiting room at Charing Cross;
and; finally; here is our friend of to…night。〃
He handed over the book; and I read:
Moran; Sebastian; Colonel。 Unemployed。 Formerly 1st Bangalore
Pioneers。 Born London; 1840。 Son of Sir Augustus Moran; C。B。; once
British Minister to Persia。 Educated Eton and Oxford。 Served in Jowaki
Campaign; Afghan Campaign; Charasiab (despatches); Sherpur; and Cabul。
Author of Heavy Game of the Western Himalayas (1881); Three Months
in the Jungle (1884)。 Address: Conduit Street。 Clubs: The
Anglo…Indian; the Tankerville; the Bagatelle Card Club。
On the margin was written; in Holmes's precise hand:
The second most dangerous man in London。
〃This is astonishing;〃 said I; as I handed back the volume。 〃The
man's career is that of an honourable soldier。〃
〃It is true;〃 Holmes answered。 〃Up to a certain point he did well。
He was always a man of iron nerve; and the story is still told in
India how he crawled down a drain after a wounded man…eating tiger。
There are some trees; Watson; which grow to a certain height; and then
suddenly develop some unsightly eccentricity。 You will see it often in
humans。 I have a theory that the individual represents in his
development the whole procession of his ancestors; and that such a
sudden turn to good or evil stands for some strong influence which
came into the line of his pedigree。 The person becomes; as it were;
the epitome of the history of his own family。〃
〃It is surely rather fanciful。〃
〃Well; I don't insist upon it。 Whatever the cause; Colonel Moran
began to go wrong。 Without any open scandal; he still made India too
hot to hold him。 He retired; came to London; and again acquired an
evil name。 It was at this time that he was sought out by Professor
Moriarty; to whom for a time he was chief of the staff。 Moriarty
supplied him liberally with money; and used him only in one or two
very high…class jobs; which no ordinary criminal could have
undertaken。 You may have some recollection of the death of Mrs。
Stewart; of Lauder; in 1887。 Not? Well; I am sure Moran was at the
bottom of it; but nothing could be proved。 So cleverly was the colonel
concealed that; even when the Moriarty gang was broken up; we could
not incriminate him。 You remember at that date; when I called upon you
in your rooms; how I put up the shutters for fear of air…guns? No
doubt you thought me fanciful。 I knew exactly what I was doing; for
I knew of the existence of this remarkable gun; and I knew also that
one of the best shots in the world would be behind it。 When we were in
Switzerland he followed us with Moriarty; and it was undoubtedly he
who gave me that evil five minutes on the Reichenbach ledge。
〃You may think that I read the papers with some attention during
my sojourn in France; on the look…out for any chance of laying him
by the heels。 So long as he was free in London; my life would really
not have been worth living。 Night and day the shadow would have been
over me; and sooner or later his chance must have come。 What could I
do? I could not shoot him at sight; or I should myself be in the dock。
There was no use appealing to a magistrate。 They cannot interfere on
the strength of what would appear to them to be a wild suspicion。 So I
could do nothing。 But I watched the criminal news; knowing that sooner
or later I should get him。 Then came