G∩股英道 不虚 一证据就在桌布下面躺着。他的敌人找到了他,使他彻底沉默了。然而他在我寓所 呆了四天,他们肯定认为他把事情告诉了我。所以下一个大概就轮到我死了。可能在今天 晚上,可能在明天,也可能在后天,但我是死定了。 接着我考虑了另一个问题。我可以现在就报警,或者上床睡觉,等帕多克早晨来发 现了尸体再报警。可是警察会怎么想呢?我该如何向警察讲斯卡德尔的事呢?关于斯卡 德尔的事我已经对帕多克撒了谎,因此我的话很难令人相信。他们会以谋杀的罪名逮捕 我,在英格兰我又没有好朋友帮忙。也许这正是他们计划的一部分。在英国监狱呆到六月 一五日对我来说倒是 最安全 即使警察相信我的话,我仍然是帮了斯卡德尔敌人的忙。卡罗里德斯就会留在国内, 这正中他们的下怀。斯卡德尔的死使我确信他的话不假:我觉得现在有责任把他的事做 看到好人被打败我心有不甘,而如果我代替斯卡德尔干下去,那些凶手也许就不 能得手 我决定必须躲起来,一直藏到六月十五日前。然后我得找政府的人,把斯卡德尔的 事告诉他们。我真希望当初他多说点,或者我对他的话听仔细点。如果政府的人不相信我 就要冒险了,但我只有这个最佳机会。也许将来证据会多些, 使我的话叫人相信 现在是五月二十四日,所以我要躲二十天。有两拨人要找我- ~拨是斯卡德尔的 敌人,他们找我想要杀我:另一拨是警察,他们找我是为斯卡德尔的谋杀案。追踪马上 我反倒为此有点乐滋滋的。我不想坐等别人来抓。如果我有所 情况未必那么糕 那个小黑笔记本不见了。我猜是那些凶手拿走了 我扭过头去,发现所有的橱柜都打开了。斯卡德尔向来十分细心,总是把屋子保持 得很整洁。肯定有人找过什么东西,多半是找那个小黑笔记本。我在各屋转了一圈,发现 什么都被搜查了一遍 一书本,橱柜、盒子、甚至我的衣服口袋。仍然不见那个小黑笔记本 可见斯卡德尔的敌人最后很可能找到了它 然后我拿出英国地图。我打算找一个人烟稀少的地方。我已经习惯了非洲的生活,在 城市会觉得不自由。我想苏格兰也许最理想,因为我老家是苏格兰,我可以不费吹灰之 力地冒充苏格兰 外 一种可能是扮成德国旅 我父亲曾和德国人共过事, 我还 :个孩子的时候就经常讲德语。但在苏格兰装苏格兰人很可能要好一点。我决定去加洛韦 从地图上看那里是最近的苏格兰荒原。 火车时刻表上,有一辆从伦敦来的火车早晨七点十分到站,坐上火车傍晚就可以到 加洛韦。问题是如何到车站去,因为我肯定斯卡德尔的敌人在监视这座大楼。我把这件手 的了一番,想出个好办法,于是上床睡了两个小时。 我四点钟起床。夏日凌晨的第一缕晨光在天空闪烁,鸟儿也开始鸣啭。我穿上乡间散 步时穿的旧衣服而且带着几双走路穿的结实靴子 在口袋里又塞进 一柄牙刷 当初,我从银行取出一大笔钱,以备斯卡德尔不时之需,也一块儿带上。然后我把自己 的长胡子尽可能剪短。 第11页共69页 htp:/www.en8848.com.cn/原版英语阅读网
不虚——证据就在桌布下面躺着。他的敌人找到了他,使他彻底沉默了。然而他在我寓所 呆了四天,他们肯定认为他把事情告诉了我。所以下一个大概就轮到我死了。可能在今天 晚上,可能在明天,也可能在后天,但我是死定了。 接着我考虑了另一个问题。我可以现在就报警,或者上床睡觉,等帕多克早晨来发 现了尸体再报警。可是警察会怎么想呢?我该如何向警察讲斯卡德尔的事呢?关于斯卡 德尔的事我已经对帕多克撒了谎,因此我的话很难令人相信。他们会以谋杀的罪名逮捕 我,在英格兰我又没有好朋友帮忙。也许这正是他们计划的一部分。在英国监狱呆到六月 十五日对我来说倒是最安全。 即使警察相信我的话,我仍然是帮了斯卡德尔敌人的忙。卡罗里德斯就会留在国内, 这正中他们的下怀。斯卡德尔的死使我确信他的话不假;我觉得现在有责任把他的事做 下去。看到好人被打败我心有不甘,而如果我代替斯卡德尔干下去,那些凶手也许就不 能得手。 我决定必须躲起来,一直藏到六月十五日前。然后我得找政府的人,把斯卡德尔的 事告诉他们。我真希望当初他多说点,或者我对他的话听仔细点。如果政府的人不相信我 就要冒险了,但我只有这个最佳机会。也许将来证据会多一些,使我的话叫人相信。 现在是五月二十四日,所以我要躲二十天。有两拨人要找我——一拨是斯卡德尔的 敌人,他们找我想要杀我;另一拨是警察,他们找我是为斯卡德尔的谋杀案。追踪马上 就要开始,不知怎么的,我反倒为此有点乐滋滋的。我不想坐等别人来抓。如果我有所行 动,情况未必那么糟糕。 我想斯卡德尔有没有留下什么文件,使我能多了解一些他干的事。我揭开桌布把他 搜查了一遍。他裤兜里只有几个硬币。那个小黑笔记本不见了。我猜是那些凶手拿走了。 我扭过头去,发现所有的橱柜都打开了。斯卡德尔向来十分细心,总是把屋子保持 得很整洁。肯定有人找过什么东西,多半是找那个小黑笔记本。我在各屋转了一圈,发现 什么都被搜查了一遍——书本、橱柜、盒子、甚至我的衣服口袋。仍然不见那个小黑笔记本 可见斯卡德尔的敌人最后很可能找到了它。 然后我拿出英国地图。我打算找一个人烟稀少的地方。我已经习惯了非洲的生活,在 城市会觉得不自由。我想苏格兰也许最理想,因为我老家是苏格兰,我可以不费吹灰之 力地冒充苏格兰人。另外一种可能是扮成德国旅游者;我父亲曾和德国人共过事,我还 是个孩子的时候就经常讲德语。但在苏格兰装苏格兰人很可能要好一点。我决定去加洛韦 从地图上看那里是最近的苏格兰荒原。 火车时刻表上,有一辆从伦敦来的火车早晨七点十分到站,坐上火车傍晚就可以到 加洛韦。问题是如何到车站去,因为我肯定斯卡德尔的敌人在监视这座大楼。我把这件事 斟酌了一番,想出个好办法,于是上床睡了两个小时。 我四点钟起床。夏日凌晨的第一缕晨光在天空闪烁,鸟儿也开始鸣啭。我穿上乡间散 步时穿的旧衣服而且带着几双走路穿的结实靴子。在口袋里又塞进一件衬衣和一柄牙刷。 当初,我从银行取出一大笔钱,以备斯卡德尔不时之需,也一块儿带上。然后我把自己 的长胡子尽可能剪短。 第 11 页 共 69 页 http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原版英语阅读网
G股漏 帕多克每天早晨七点半到。我知道大约六点四十送奶员就会来:奶瓶的碰撞声常常 把我吵醒。他是个年轻人,留着小胡子,穿一件白外套。他是我逃脱的唯一机会。 早饭我吃了点饼干,喝了点威士忌, 吃完饭大约六点钟。 我掏出烟斗 从烟罐里取 出烟装满烟斗。我的手指刚摸到烟,感觉碰到什么硬东西, 拉拉出斯卡德尔的小黑笔 记本。 看来这是个好征兆。我把桌布城开,塑着 “朋友, 再见了,”我 说, “为你的事我会尽最大努力。祝我好运吧 卡德尔安详的脸。 六点半过去了,六点四十又过去了,可是送奶员还没来。这是怎么回事,为什么他 非得今天早晨迟到不可? 到六点四十六分他来了。我急忙把门打开,他看到我吓了一跳。 “请进来一下,”我说,我们回到大厅。 “我看得出来您是个喜欢开点玩笑的人您 能帮我个忙吗?请把您的帽子和外衣借我一下,您可以穿我的。 他看着我手里的钱,笑了。“您借我的衣服干什么?”他问道 “玩个游戏,”我回答,“现在没时间解释,要赢我就非扮十分钟的送奶员不可。 您会误点时间,这点钱给您作补偿吧。 “好吧,”他说,“我自己也喜欢玩游戏。给您衣服。” 我戴上他的蓝帽子,穿上他的白外衣,提起空奶瓶,关上门,吹着口哨走下楼去。 我原以为街上空无一人。后来看到有个人慢慢向我走来。他过去时,抬头望着对面房 子的窗户,我看到窗口有一张脸也望着他。 我仍然吹着口哨穿过那条街,然后拐进一条小道。把帽子,外衣和牛奶瓶扔在墙后 这时我听到教堂的钟声;正好七点。 扇肤我提参到作装:赶到站怡好七点十分火车已经开动 没有时间买票了。我 节车厢 3The hotel 3 The hotel-owner fieldsand Iwondered why. whenI had been a free man,Ihad stayed in London.I bought some sandwiches at lunch time.I also boughtthe morning newspaper and read a little about south-east Europe. When I had finished,Igo t out S cudder's black book and studied it.It was almost ful of writing,mostlynumbers,although sometimes there was aname.For example,I found thewords'Hofgaard','Luneville',and'Avocado'quiteoften.The word I saw the 第12页共69页 htp:/www.en8848.com.cn/原版英语阅读网
帕多克每天早晨七点半到。我知道大约六点四十送奶员就会来;奶瓶的碰撞声常常 把我吵醒。他是个年轻人,留着小胡子,穿一件白外套。他是我逃脱的唯一机会。 早饭我吃了点饼干,喝了点威士忌,吃完饭大约六点钟。我掏出烟斗,从烟罐里取 出烟装满烟斗。我的手指刚摸到烟,感觉碰到什么硬东西,一拉拉出斯卡德尔的小黑笔 记本。 看来这是个好征兆。我把桌布掀开,望着斯卡德尔安详的脸。“朋友,再见了,”我 说,“为你的事我会尽最大努力。祝我好运吧。” 六点半过去了,六点四十又过去了,可是送奶员还没来。这是怎么回事,为什么他 非得今天早晨迟到不可? 到六点四十六分他来了。我急忙把门打开,他看到我吓了一跳。 “请进来一下,”我说,我们回到大厅。“我看得出来您是个喜欢开点玩笑的人。您 能帮我个忙吗?请把您的帽子和外衣借我一下,您可以穿我的。” 他看着我手里的钱,笑了。“您借我的衣服干什么?”他问道。 “玩个游戏,”我回答,“现在没时间解释,要赢我就非扮十分钟的送奶员不可。 您会误点时间,这点钱给您作补偿吧。” “好吧,”他说,“我自己也喜欢玩游戏。给您衣服。” 我戴上他的蓝帽子,穿上他的白外衣,提起空奶瓶,关上门,吹着口哨走下楼去。 我原以为街上空无一人。后来看到有个人慢慢向我走来。他过去时,抬头望着对面房 子的窗户,我看到窗口有一张脸也望着他。 我仍然吹着口哨穿过那条街,然后拐进一条小道。把帽子,外衣和牛奶瓶扔在墙后, 这时我听到教堂的钟声;正好七点。 我尽快奔到车站。赶到站台,恰好七点十分。火车已经开动;没有时间买票了。我一 蹦跳上最后一节车厢。 3 The hotel 3 The hotel-owner It was fine May weather as I travelled north that day,andas I watched the fields and the trees and the flowers,Iwondered why,when I had been a free man,Ihad stayed in London. I bought some sandwiches at lunch time. I also boughtthe morning newspaper and read a little about south-east Europe. When I had finished,Igot out Scudder's black book and studied it. It was almost full of writing,mostlynumbers,although sometimes there was aname. For example,I found thewords'Hofgaard','Luneville',and'Avocado'quiteoften. The word I saw the 第 12 页 共 69 页 http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原版英语阅读网
G股.福 most was'Pavia' code,wheregroups of numbers replace letters.I worked on the words, becauseyou car use a word as a key in a number code. platform who worried me a little:hewas watching the crowd more closely than I liked But he didn't look at me,andwhen I saw myself in a mirror,lunderstood why:with ta and myold clothes I looked just ik al the other hill farmers who wer nginto the local ain I travelled with a group of these farmers.The traintravelled slowly through narrow ont aoen moor.Therewere lakes.and in the distanco At five o'clock the carriage was empty and I was alone.Igot out at the next station,a tiny placein the middle of the moor.An old man was digging in the station garden. valked to the train, collecteda packet, and, ent back to his potatoes.A kmy ticket ame out of the station onto a white road across the moor utiful,clea ing I felt like ea uty-seven very mu by e police I walked along ther a ved a r ath along alittle d th dly and could sl She also gave nt mea me home from the hills later in the evening.We talked about cow ard, and a eit might be u until five o'clock in the morning uple refused any andb: 'clock I had 6 and w as moving agai wanted to getb ck to t出 ent stat n.Then I would go back to the east, towardsDumfries.I hoped that if the police were following me,theywould think that I had gone on to the coast in the west,wherel could escape by ship. I walked in the same beau tiful spring weather as before,andstill couldn't make myself feel nervous or worried.After a time I came to therailway line,and soon a little station,whichwas perfect for my plan.There was just a single line and moors all around 第13页共69页 htp:/小wnw.en8848.com.cn/原版英语阅读网
most was'Pavia'. I was certain that Scudder was using a code. I have alwaysbeen interested in codes; I enjoy gamesand numbers and things like that. It seemed to be a number code,wheregroups of numbers replace letters. I worked on the words,becauseyou can use a word as a key in a number code. I tried for hours,butnone of the words helped. Then I fell asleep,andwoke up at Dumfries just in time to take the local train into Galloway. Therewas a man on the platform who worried me a little;hewas watching the crowd more closely than I liked. But he didn't look at me,andwhen I saw myself in a mirror,Iunderstood why;with my brown face and myold clothes I looked just like all the other hill farmers who were gettinginto the local train. I travelled with a group of these farmers. The traintravelled slowly through narrow valleys and then up onto an open moor. Therewere lakes,and in the distance I couldsee high mountains. At five o'clock the carriage was empty and I was alone. Igot out at the next station,a tiny placein the middle of the moor. An old man was digging in the station garden. Hestopped,walked to the train,collecteda packet,and went back to his potatoes.A ten-year-old child took my ticket,andI came out of the station onto a white road across the moor. It was a beautiful,clearspring evening. I felt like a boy on a walking holiday,insteadof a man of thirty-seven very much wanted by the police. I walked along theroad whistling,feeling happier everyminute. After some time I left the road and followed a path along alittle stream. I was getting tired when I came to a small house. The woman wholived there was friendly,and said Icould sleep there. She also gave me an excellent meal. Her husband came home from the hills later in the evening.We talked about cows and sheep and markets,andI tried to remember some of the information I heard,becauseit might be useful. By ten o'clock I was asleep,andI slept until five o'clock in the morning. The couple refused any money,andby six o'clock I had eaten breakfast and was moving again. I wanted to getback to the railway at a different station. Then I would go back to the east,towardsDumfries. I hoped that if the police were following me,theywould think that I had gone on to the coast in the west,whereI could escape by ship. I walked in the same beautiful spring weather as before,andstill couldn't make myself feel nervous or worried. After a time I came to therailway line,and soon a little station,whichwas perfect for my plan. There was just a single line and moors all around. 第 13 页 共 69 页 http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原版英语阅读网
G股漏 Iwaited until I saw a train in the distance,andthen bought a ticket to Dumfries. The only person in the carriage asleep. and next to hir about me.Therewas only a short piece about the Langham Place Murder.My servant Paddock hadcalled the police,and the milkman hadbeen arrested.The poor man had oeer ndlm e When I had finished reading,llooked out of the window and noticed that we were stopping at the stationwhere I had got out yesterday.Three men were talking to the mar oao back om h of the notes. and Is upposed they were from the local police. Then, Isaw the child who taken my tick alking. andthe men looked ou across the moor along that road I had taken. looked a me. andasked where he was oo muc 'I'm like this because I never drink,hesaid,sadly.'I haven't touched whiskysince last y rear not even at chri tmas.And now I've got this terribleheadache.' What did it?'lasked call brandy I didn't touch whiskybecause I don't drink,but be r a fortnight.'His voice got slower andslower and soon he fell asleep again. eh。 at a stati butit now s stopped by ariv and I his would b better.I look and saw nobody,so lopened the door and dropped quickly down into the long grass.My plan wasgoing perfectly until the dog decided that I was stealing something and beganto bark loudly This woke up the farmer who startedtoshou He h the lo Ss for ut a hundr es and the en looked back.The eral engers were alls caring in my dir Luckily,the dog wasnow so excited that he pulled the farmer out of the carriage The farmer be slide do ards the river.The otner him. thedog bits ofexcitedshou n they had forgotten me andthe next time I looked back the trainwas moving again I was now in the middle of the np moo andfor the first frighten people h r's secret.If theycaught me I reached the top of a low hill and looked around.To thesouth,a long way 第14页共69页 htp:/小wnw.en8848.com.cn/原版英语阅读网
Iwaited until I saw a train in the distance,andthen bought a ticket to Dumfries. The only person in the carriage was an old farmer with hissheepdog. He was asleep,and next to himwas a newspaper. I picked it up to see if there was any news about me. Therewas only a short piece about the Langham Place Murder. My servant Paddock hadcalled the police,and the milkman hadbeen arrested. The poor man had spent most of the day with the police,butthey had let him go in the evening. The police believed that the real murdererhad escaped from London on a train to the north. When I had finished reading,Ilooked out of the window and noticed that we were stopping at the stationwhere I had got out yesterday. Three men were talking to the man who I hadseen digging potatoes. I sat well back from the window and watched carefully.One of the men was taking notes,and Isupposed they were from the local police. Then,Isaw the child who had taken my ticket talking,andthe men looked out across the moor along that road I had taken. As we left the station,thefarmer woke up,looked at me,andasked where he was. He had clearly drunk too much. 'I'm like this because I never drink,'hesaid,sadly. 'I haven't touched whiskysince last year. Not even at Christmas. And now I've got this terribleheadache. ' 'What did it?'Iasked. 'A drink they call brandy. I didn't touch the whiskybecause I don't drink,but I keptdrinking this brandy. I'll be ill for a fortnight. 'His voice got slower andslower and soon he fell asleep again. I had planned to leave the train at a station,butit now stopped by a river and I decided this would be better. I looked out ofthe carriage window and saw nobody,so Iopened the door and dropped quickly down into the long grass. My plan wasgoing perfectly until the dog decided that I was stealing something and beganto bark loudly. This woke up the farmer who started to shout. He thought I wastrying to kill myself. I crawled through the long grass for about a hundredmetres and then looked back. The train driver and several passengers were allstaring in my direction. Luckily,the dog wasnow so excited that he pulled the farmer out of the carriage. The farmer beganto slide down towards the river. The otner passengers ran to help him,thedog bit somebody,and there was a lot ofexcited shouting. Soon they had forgotten me,andthe next time I looked back,the trainwas moving again. I was now in the middle of the empty moor,andfor the first time I felt really frightened,notof the police but of the people who knew that I knew Scudder's secret. If theycaught me,I would be a dead man. I reached the top of a low hill and looked around. To thesouth,a long way 第 14 页 共 69 页 http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原版英语阅读网
G股英福 away,Isaw something which made me tremble. across themoor.I was certain that it was look ing for me. heather andwatched it for an hour or two as it flew in circles.Finally it disappeared tothe south. I did not like this spying from the air,andI began to think that an open moor was perhaps not the best place to hide.Icould see distant forests in the east,anddecided that would be better country. It was about six o'clock in the evening when I left themoor and entered the trees came to a bridge by a house. andthere,on the bridge,wasa young man.He was sitting smoking a pipe,dreamilywatching the water,and holding a book.He jumped up as he heard my feet on the road and I saw a friendly young face. 'Good evening to you. he n a serious voice 'It's a fine night to be on the road. The smell of cooking came from the house. 'Is that house a hotel?'lasked. 'It certainly is.I'm the ow ner. andI ho you'll stay the night,becausel've been alone for a week., I sat down next to him and got out my pipe.I began tothink this young man might help me. 'You're young to own a hotel,'Isaid 'My fathe ied a year ago and now it's mine. It's not anexciting job for a young mar like me.I didn't choose to do it. I want towrite books 'You've g elle you meet you could be the rld. 'Not today,'he said.'Two hundred years ago,there wereexciting people on the om 0o em ant to ail u an Afri canriver, an Indian village-andwrite The hotel looked peaceful in the evening sun. 'I've travelled a bit,'Isaid,'and I'd be happy to live in apeaceful place like this.And perhaps you're sitting next to adventure now.I'll tell you a true story,and you canmake a book of it if you like. I told him I was in the gold business in Africa,andl had discovered a group of 第15页共69页 htp:/小wnw.en8848.com.cn/原版英语阅读网
away,Isaw something which made me tremble. Low in the sky a small plane was flying slowly across themoor. I was certain that it was looking for me,andI was also certain that it was not the police. I hid low in the heather andwatched it for an hour or two as it flew in circles. Finally it disappeared tothe south. I did not like this spying from the air,andI began to think that an open moor was perhaps not the best place to hide. Icould see distant forests in the east,anddecided that would be better country. It was about six o'clock in the evening when I left themoor and entered the trees. I came to a bridge by a house,andthere,on the bridge,wasa young man. He was sitting smoking a pipe,dreamilywatching the water,and holding a book.He jumped up as he heard my feet on the road and I saw a friendly young face. 'Good evening to you,'hesaid in a serious voice. 'It's a fine night to be on the road. ' The smell of cooking came from the house. 'Is that house a hotel?'Iasked. 'It certainly is. I'm the owner,andI hope you'll stay the night,becauseI've been alone for a week. ' I sat down next to him and got out my pipe. I began tothink this young man might help me. 'You're young to own a hotel,'Isaid. 'My father died a year ago and now it's mine. It's not anexciting job for a young man like me. I didn't choose to do it. I want towrite books. ' 'You've got the right job,'Isaid. 'With all the travellers you meet you could be the best storyteller inthe world. ' 'Not today,'he said.'Two hundred years ago,there wereexciting people on the road,but todaythere are only cars full of fat old women,andfishermen. You can't make stories out of them. I want to sail up an Africanriver,or live in an Indian village-andwrite about things like that. ' The hotel looked peaceful in the evening sun. 'I've travelled a bit,'Isaid,'and I'd be happy to live in apeaceful place like this. And perhaps you're sitting next to adventure now.I'll tell you a true story,and you canmake a book of it if you like. ' I told him I was in the gold business in Africa,andI had discovered a group of 第 15 页 共 69 页 http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原版英语阅读网