adventure05-第4节
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〃'It was there at the Norman Conquest in all
probability;' he answered。 'It has a girth of
twenty…three feet。'
〃'Have you any old elms?' I asked。
〃'There used to be a very old one over yonder but it
was struck by lightning ten years ago; and we cut down
the stump;'
〃'You can see where it used to be?'
〃'Oh; yes。'
〃'There are no other elms?'
〃'No old ones; but plenty of beeches。'
〃'I should like to see where it grew。'
〃We had driven up in a dogcart; and my client led me
away at once; without our entering the house; to the
scar on the lawn where the elm had stood。 It was
nearly midway between the oak and the house。 My
investigation seemed to be progressing。
〃'I suppose it is impossible to find out how high the
elm was?' I asked。
〃'I can give you it at once。 It was sixty…four feet。'
〃'How do you come to know it?' I asked; in surprise。
〃'When my old tutor used to give me an exercise in
trigonometry; it always took the shape of measuring
heights。 When I was a lad I worked out every tree and
building in the estate。'
〃This was an unexpected piece of luck。 My data were
coming more quickly than I could have reasonably
hoped。
〃'Tell me;' I asked; 'did your butler ever ask you
such a question?'
〃Reginald Musgrave looked at me in astonishment。 'Now
that you call it to my mind;' he answered; 'Brunton
did ask me about the height of the tree some months
ago; in connection with some little argument with the
groom;'
〃This was excellent news; Watson; for it showed me
that I was on the right road。 I looked up at the sun。
It was low in the heavens; and I calculated that in
less than an hour it would lie just above the topmost
branches of the old oak。 One condition mentioned in
the Ritual would then be fulfilled。 And the shadow of
the elm must mean the farther end of the shadow;
otherwise the trunk would have been chosen as the
guide。 I had; then; to find where the far end of the
shadow would fall when the sun was just clear of the
oak。〃
〃That must have been difficult; Holmes; when the elm
was no longer there。〃
〃Well; at least I knew that if Brunton could do it; I
could also。 Besides; there was no real difficulty。 I
went with Musgrave to his study and whittled myself
this peg; to which I tied this long string with a knot
at each yard。 Then I took two lengths of a
fishing…rod; which came to just six feet; and I went
back with my client to where the elm had been。 The
sun was just grazing the top of the oak。 I fastened
the rod on end; marked out the direction of the
shadow; and measured it。 It was nine feet in length。
〃Of course the calculation now was a simple one。 If a
rod of six feet threw a shadow of nine; a tree of
sixty…four feet would throw one of ninety…six; and the
line of the one would of course the line of the other。
I measured out the distance; which brought me almost
to the wall of the house; and I thrust a peg into the
spot。 You can imagine my exultation; Watson; when
within two inches of my peg I saw a conical depression
in the ground。 I knew that it was the mark made by
Brunton in his measurements; and that I was still upon
his trail。
〃From this starting…point I proceeded to step; having
first taken the cardinal points by my pocket…compass。
Ten steps with each foot took me along parallel with
the wall of the house; and again I marked my spot with
a peg。 Then I carefully paced off five to the east
and two to the south。 It brought me to the very
threshold of the old door。 Two steps to the west
meant now that I was to go two paces down the
stone…flagged passage; and this was the place
indicated by the Ritual。
〃Never have I felt such a cold chill of
disappointment; Watson。 For a moment is seemed to me
that there must be some radical mistake in my
calculations。 The setting sun shone full upon the
passage floor; and I could see that the old; foot…worn
gray stones with which it was paved were firmly
cemented together; and had certainly not been moved
for many a long year。 Brunton had not been at work
here。 I tapped upon the floor; but it sounded the
same all over; and there was no sign of any crack or
crevice。 But; Fortunately; Musgrave; who had begun to
appreciate the meaning of my proceedings; and who was
now as excited as myself; took out his manuscript to
check my calculation。
〃'And under;' he cried。 'You have omitted the 〃and
under。〃'
〃I had thought that it meant that we were to dig; but
now; of course; I saw at once that I was wrong。
'There is a cellar under this then?' I cried。
〃'Yes; and as old as the house。 Down here; through
this door。'
〃We went down a winding stone stair; and my companion;
striking a match; lit a large lantern which stood on a
barrel in the corner。 In an instant it was obvious
that we had at last come upon the true place; and that
we had not been the only people to visit the spot
recently。
〃It had been used for the storage of wood; but the
billets; which had evidently been littered over the
floor; were now piled at the sides; so as to leave a
clear space in the middle。 In this space lay a large
and heavy flagstone with a rusted iron ring in the
centre to which a thick shepherd's…check muffler was
attached。
〃'By Jove!' cried my client。 'That's Brunton's
muffler。 I have seen it on him; and could swear to
it。 What has the villain been doing here?'
〃At my suggestion a couple of the county police were
summoned to be present; and I then endeavored to raise
the stone by pulling on the cravat。 I could only move
it slightly; and it was with the aid of one of the
constables that I succeeded at last in carrying it to
one side。 A black hole yawned beneath into which we
all peered; while Musgrave; kneeling at the side;
pushed down the lantern。
〃A small chamber about seven feet deep and four feet
square lay open to us。 At one side of this was a
squat; brass…bound wooden box; the lid of which was
hinged upwards; with this curious old…fashioned key
projecting from the lock。 It was furred outside by a
thick layer of dust; and damp and worms had eaten
through the wood; so that a crop of livid fungi was
growing on the inside of it。 Several discs of metal;
old coins apparently; such as I hold here; were
scattered over the bottom of the box; but it contained
nothing else。
〃At the moment; however; we had no thought for the old
chest; for our eyes were riveted upon that which
crouched beside it。 It was the figure of a man; clad
in a suit of black; who squatted down upon him hams
with his forehead sunk upon the edge of the box and
his two arms thrown out on each side of it。 The
attitude had drawn all the stagnant blood to the face;
and no man could have recognized that distorted
liver…colored countenance; but his height; his dress;
and his hair were all sufficient to show my client;
when we had drawn the body up; that it was indeed his
missing butler。 He had been dead some days; but there
was no wound or bruise upon his person to show how he
had met his dreadful end。 When his body had been
carried from the cellar we found ourselves still
confronted with a problem which was almost as
formidable as that with which we had started。
〃I confess that so far; Watson; I had been
disappointed in my investigation。 I had reckoned upon
solving the matter when once I had found the place
referred to in the Ritual; but now I was there; and
was apparently as far as ever from knowing what it was
which the family had concealed with such elaborate
precautions。 It is true that I had thrown a light
upon the fate of Brunton; but now I had to ascertain
how that fate had come upon him; and what part had
been played in the matter by the woman who had
disappeared。 I sat down upon a keg in the corner and
thought the whole matter carefully over。
〃You know my methods in such cases; Watson。 I put
myself in the man's place and; having first gauged his
intelligence; I try to imagine how I should myself
have proceeded under the same circumstances。 In this
case the matter was simplified by Brunton's
intelligence being quite first…rate; so that it was
unnecessary to make any allowance for the personal
equation; as the astronomers have dubbed it。 He know
that something valuable was concealed。 He had spotted
the place。 He found that the stone which covered it
was just too heavy for a man to move unaided。 What
would he do next? He could not get help from outside;
even if he had some one whom he could trust; without
the unbarring of doors and considerable risk of
detection。 It was better; if he could; to have his
helpmate inside the house。 But whom could he ask?
This girl had been devoted to him。 A man always finds
it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a
wo