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第19章 波思克姆比溪谷秘案5（第3页）

ItwaslatebeforeSherloesreturned。Hecamebae，forLestradewasstayinginlodgiown。

"Theglassstillkeepsveryhigh，"heremarkedashesatdown。"Itisofimportashouldnotrainbeforeweareabletrouherhand，amanshouldbeathisverybestaforsuiceworkasthat，andIdidnotwishtodoitwhenfaggedbyalongjourney。IhaveseenyoungMcCarthy。"

"Andwhatdidyoulearnfromhim？"

"Nothing。"

"Couldhethrownolight？"

"all。Iwasihihatheknewwhohaddoandwassghimorher，butIamowthatheisaspuzzledaseveryoaveryquick-wittedyouth，thoughelytolookatand，Ishouldthink，sou;

"Iirehistaste，"Iremarked，"ifitisithathewasaversetewithsayoungladyasthisMissTur;

"Ah，therebyhangsaratherpaihisfellowismadly，insanely，ihher，butsometwo，whenhewasonlyalad，andbeforehereallyknewher，forshehadbeenawayfiveyearsatab-school，whatdoestheidiotdobutgetiaidinBristolandmarryherataregistryoffieknowsawordofthematter，butyouehowmaddeningitmustbetohimtobeupbraidedfornotdoingwhathewouldgivehisveryeyestodo，butwhathekelyimpossible。Itwassheerfrenzyofthissortwhichmadehimthrointotheairwhenhisfather，attheirlastinterview，wasgoadinghimontoproposetoMissTurherhand，hehadnomeanshimself，andhisfather，whowasbyallatsaveryhardman，wouldhavethrowerlyhadhekwaswithhisbarmaidwifethathehadspehreedaysinBristol，andhisfatherdidnotknoas。Markthatpoint。Itisoodhaseoutofevil，however，forthebarmaid，findingfromthepapersthatheisiroubleaobehahrowerlyandhaswrittentohimtosaythatshehasahusbaheBermudaDockyard，sothatthereisreallyhem。IthinkthatthatbitofnewshassoledyoungMcCarthyforallthathehassuffered。"

"Butifheisi，whohasdo;

"Ah！who？Iwouldcallyouratteicularlytotwopoithemurderedmanhadanappoihsomeohepool，andthatthesomeoneothavebeenhisson，forhissonwasaway，aknoouldreturhatthemurderedmaocry'Cooee！'beforehekhissohosearethecrutsuponwhichtheds。AalkabeMeredith，ifyouplease，andweshallleaveallmiiltomorrow。"

Therewasnorain，asHolmeshadforetold，andthemhtanineo'clockLestradecalledforuswiththecarriage，aoffforHatherleyFarmandtheBosbePool。

"Thereisserioushism，"Lestradeobserved。"ItissaidthatMrTurheHall，issoillthathislifeisdespairedof。"

"Anelderlyman，Ipresume？"saidHolmes。

"Aboutsixty；buthisstitutioeredbyhislifeabroad，andhehasbeeninfailihforsometime。Thisbusinesshashadaverybadeffe。HewasanoldfriendofMcCarthy's，and，Imayadd，agreatbeohim，forIhavelearhegavehimHatherleyFarmre;

"Iisiing，"saidHolmes。

"Oh，yes！Iheredhim。Everybodyaboutherespeaksofhiskiohim。"

"Really！DoesitnotstrikeyouasalittlesingularthatthisMcCarthy，earstohavehadlittleofhisown，andtohavebeenundersuchobligationstoTurner，shouldstilltalkhissontoTurner'sdaughter，whois，presumably，heiresstotheestate，andthatinsuchaveryanner，asifitweremerelyacaseofaproposalandallelsewouldfollow？Itistheme，sihatTurnerhimselfwasaversetotheidea。Thedaughtertoldusasmuch。Doyouhingfromthat？"

"Wehavegottothededudthei;saidLestrade，winki;Ifindithardenoughtotacklefaes，withoutflyingawayaftertheoriesa;

&quht，"saidHolmesdemurely，"youdofiotacklethefacts。"

"Anyhoedowhitofinditdifficulttogetholdof，"repliedLestradewithsome>

"Andthati。。。"

"ThatMciormethisdeathfromMciorandthatalltheoriestothetraryarethemerestmoo;

"Well，moonshineisabrighterthingthanfog，"saidHolmes，laughing。"ButIamverymuchmistakenifthisisnotHatherleyFarmupo;

"Yes，thatisit。"

Itread，fortable-lookingbuilding，two-storied，slate-roofed，withgreatyellowblotchesoflithegreywalls。Thedrawnblindsandthesmokelesseys，haveitastrilook，asthoughtheweightofthishorrorstilllayheavyuponit。Wecalledatthedoor，wheHolmes'request，showedusthebootswhichhermasterworeatthetimeofhisdeath，andalsoapairoftheson's，thoughnotthepairwhichhehadthenhad。Haviheseverycarefullyfromsevedifferentpoints，Holmesdesiredtobeledtothecourt-yard，fromwhichweallfollowedthewindingtrackwhibePool。

Sherloeswastransformedonsutasthis。MenwhohadonlykhinkerandlogiofBakerStreetwouldhavefailedtnisehim。Hisfaceflushedanddarkened。Hisbronintotwohardblaes，whilehiseyesshofrombehasteelyglitter。Hisfatdownward，hisshouldersbowed，hislipspressed，aoodoutlikewhiphislong，sinewyneostrilsseemedtodilateurelyanimallustforthedhismindwassoabsolutelytratedupoerbeforehimthataquestionorremarkfellunheededuponhisears，or，atthemost，onlyprovokedaquick，impatientslyalyhemadehiswayalorackwhithroughthemeadows，andsobywayofthewoodstotheBosbePool。It，marshyground，asisallthatdistridthereweremarksofmahupohandamidtheshrasswhideditoherside。SometimesHolmeswouldhurryoopdead，andoncehemadequitealittledetouriradeandIwalkedbehindhim，thedetedifferentauous，whileIwatchedmyfriendwiththeiwhigfromthethateveryoneofhisaswasdirectedtowardsadefiniteend。