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第24章 蓝宝石十字架4(第1页)

第24章蓝宝石十字架(4)

TherewasohingwhichFlambeau,withallhisdexterityofdisguise,otdthatwashissi。IfValentin'squickeyehadcaughtatallapple-woman,atallgrenadier,oreveallduchess,hemighthavearrestedthemoallalonghistraintherewasnobodythatcouldbeadisguisedFlambeau,aacatcouldbedisguisedagiraffe。Aboutthepeopleohehadalreadysatisfiedhimself;andthepeoplepickedupatHarwithejourhemselveswithtytosix。Therewasashortrailwayofficialtravellinguptotheterminus,threefairlyshardewostationsafterwards,owidowladygoingupfromasmallEssextown,aRomanCathoingupfromasmallEssexvillage。Whehelastcase,Valeupandalmostlaughed。ThelittlepriestwassomuchtheessehoseEasternflats;hehadafadanddullasaNorfolkdumpling;hehadeyesasemptyastheNorthSea;hehadseveralbroarcels,whichhewasquiteincapableofg。TheEucharistigresshaddoubtlesssuckedoutoftheirloationmanysuchcreatures,blindandhelpless,likemolesdisiintitheseverestyleofFrandcouldhavenoloveforpriests。Buthecouldhavepityforthem,andthisohaveprovokedpityinanybody。Hehadalarge,shabbyumbrella,whitlyfellonthefloor。Hedidokherightendofhisretur。Heexplaihamoon-calfsimplicitytoeverybodyinthecarriagethathehadtobecareful,becausehehadsomethingmadeofrealsilver"withbluesto;inoneofhisbroarcels。HisquaintblehsaintlysimplitinuouslyamusedtheFrentillthepriestarrived(somehow)atTottenhamardcamebabrella。Whehelast,Valehegoodowarnhimnottotakecareofthesilverbytellingeverybodyaboutit。Buttowhomeverhetalked,Valehiseyeopenforsomeoneelse;helookedoutsteadilyforanyone,rialeorfemale,elluptosixfeet;forFlambeauwasfourinchesaboveit。

&edatLiverpoolStreet,however,quitetiouslysecurethathehadhealsofar。HetheoSdYardtularizehispositieforhelpineed;hethenlitateafstrollisofLondon。AshewaswalkisandsquaresbeyondVictoria,hepausedsuddenlyandstood。Itwasaquaisquare,verytypidon,fullofaillall,flathousesrouonceprosperousanduhesquareofshrubberyirelookedasdesertedasagreenPacifieofthefoursideswasmuchhighertha,likeadais;andthelihissidewasbrokenbyoneofLondon'sadmirableats-arestaurantthatlookedasifithadstrayedfromSoho。Itwasanunreasonablyattractiveobject,lantsinpotsandlong,stripedblindsoflemonyellowaoodspeciallyhighabovethestreet,andintheusualpatchworkwayofLondon,aflightofstepsfromthestreetrahefrontdooralmostasafire-escapemightrunuptoafirst-floorwioodandsmokedinfrontoftheyellow-whiteblindsahemlong。

&ihingaboutmiraclesisthattheyhappen。Afewheaveheriaringshapeoforeedoesstandupinthelandscapeofadoubtfuljouraeshapeofaerrogatiohthesethihifewdays。NelsoheinstantofvidamannamedWilliamsdoesquiteatallymurderamannamedWilliamson;itsouofi,thereisinlifeaofelfincewhichifpeontheprosaicmayperpetuallymiss。AsithasbeenwellexpressedintheparadoxofPoe,"wisdomshouldretheu;

AristideValentinwasunfathomablyFrendtheFrentelligeelligencespedsolely。Hewasnot"athinki;;forthatisabrainlessphraseofmodernfatalismandmaterialism。Amalyisamaebecauseitotthihinkingman,andaplainmaime。Allhiswonderfulsuccesses,thatlookedlikeg,hadbeengainedbyploddinglogic,bydohought。TheFreheworldnanyparadox;theyelectrifyitbygoutatruism。Theycarryatruismsofar-asintheFreiolybecauseValeoodreasohelimitsofreason。Onlyamanwhoknowsnothingofmotorstalkswithoutpetrol;onlyamanwhoknowsnothialkswith,uprinciples。Herehehadnfirstprinciples。FlambeauhadbeeHarwidifhewasinLondonatall,hemightbeanythingfromatalltramponWimbledonontoatalltoast-masterattheHotelMetropole。Insuakedstateofinhadaviewahodofhisown。

Insuchcasesheretheunforeseen。Insuchcases,whenheotfollowthetrainofthereasonable,hedcarefullyfollowedthetrainoftheunreasoeadofgoiplaks,polis,rendezvous-hesystematittplaockedateveryemptyhouse,turneddowneverycul-de-satupeverylahrubbish,wentroundeverytthatledhimuselesslyoutoftheway。Hedefehiscrazycoursequitelogically。Hesaidthatifonehadacluethisay;butifonehadallitwasthebest,becausetherewasjusttheyodditythatcaughttheeyehtbethesamethathadcaughttheeyeofthepursued。Somewhereamanmustbegin,andithadbetterbejustwhereanhtstop。Somethingaboutthatflightofstepsuptotheshop,somethingaboutthequietudeandquaiherestaurahedetective'srareromantidmadehimresolvetostrikeatrahesteps,andsittingdownatatablebythewindow,askedforacupofblackcoffee。

Itwashalf-waythroughthem,abreakfasted;theslightlitterofotherbreakfastsstoodaboutooremindhimofhishunger;andaddingapoachedeggtohisorder,heproceededmusinglytoshakesomewhitesugarintohiscoffee,thinkiimeaboutFlambeau。HerememberedhowFlambeauhadescebyapairofnailscissors,andoncebyahouseonfire;oncebyhavingtopayforaer,aihatelescopeataetthatmightdestroytheworld。Hethoughthisdetectivebrainasgoodastheal's,whichwastrue。Buthefullyrealisedthedisadvahealisthecreativeartist;thedetelythecritic,"hesaidwithasoursmile,andliftedhiscoffeecuptohislipssloutitdownveryquickly。Hehadputsaltinit。

Helookedatthevesselfromwhichthesilverypowderhade;itwaslyasugar-basin,asunmistakablymeantfarasae-bne。Hewoheyshouldkeepsaltioseeiftherewereahodoxvessels。Yes;thereweretwosalt-cellarsquitefull。Perhapsthereethee-cellars。Hetastedit;itwassugar。Thenhelookedrouaurantwitharefreshedairofioseeiftherewerearacesofthatsingularartistictastewhichputsthesugari-dthesaltinthesugar-basiforanoddsplashofsomedarkfluidoheeredwalls,theeared,cheerfulandthebellforthe>

&officialhurriedup,fuzzy-hairedablear-eyedatthatearlyhour,thedetective(ithoutaionofthesimplerformsofhumour)askedhimtotastethesugaratothehighreputatioheresultwasthatthewaiteryawnedsuddenlyandwokeup。

"Doyouplaythisdelicatejokeonyourerseverym?"iin。"Doesgthesaltandsugarneverpallonyouasajest?"

&er,whenthisironygrewclearer,stammeringlyassuredhimthattheestablishmeainlynosution;itmustbeamostistake。Hepickedupthesugar-basina;hepickedupthesalt-dlookedatthat,hisfaoreandmorebewildered。Atlastheabruptlyexcusedhimself,andhurryingaway,returnedihtheproprietor。Theproprietoralsoexamihesugar-basihesalt-cellar;theproprietoralsolookedbewildered。

&hewaiterseemedtogrowinartiwitharushofwords。

"Ithink,"hestutteredeagerly,"Ithinkitisthosetwy-men。"

"Whattwymen?"

"Thetwymen,"saidthewaiter,"thatthrewsoupatthewall。"

"Threwsoupatthewall?"repeatedValentin,feelihismustbesomesingularItaliaaphor。

"Yes,yes,"saidtheatteedly,ahedarksplashoepaper,"threwitoverthereonthewall。"

&inlookedhisqueryattheproprietor,whocametohisrescuewithfullerreports。

"Yes,sir,"hesaid,"it'squitetrue,thoughIdon'tsupposeithasanythingtodowiththesugarandsalt。Twymenddranksouphereveryearly,assooersweretakendowhveryquiet,respectablepeople;ohebillaheother,whoseemedaslowercoachaltogether,wassomeminuteslhisthihewentatlast。Obeforehesteppedihedeliberatelypickeduphiscup,whichhehadoied,ahesoupslaponthewall。Iwasinthebayself,andsowasthewaiter;soIlyrushoutiofindthelashedandtheshopempty。Itdon'tdoanyparticulardamage,butitwasdeddItriedtocatiheyweretoofaroffthough;IoheywentroutoCarstairsStreet。"

&ivewasosettledandstid。Hehadalreadydecidedthatintheuniversaldarknessofhismindhelyfollowthefirstoddfipoihisfingerwasoddenough。Payinghisbillandgtheglassdoorsbehindhim,hewassoonswingingroundireet。

Itwasfortueveninsuchfeveredmomentshiseyewasdquiethinginashop-frobyhimlikeamereflash;yethewentbacktolookatit。Theshopulargreengrodfruiterer's,anarrayofgoodssetoutintheopenairandplaihtheirnamesahetwomostpromies,esandofively。Oslayascrapofcardboard,onritteninbold,bluechalk,"Besttangerienny。"eswastheequallydexa,"FiBrazilnuts,4d。alb。"Valehesetwopladfathishighlysubtleformofhumourbefore,andthatsomewhatretly。Hedrewtheattentionofthered-facedfruiterer,whowaslookingrathersullenlyupanddowhisinahisadvertisemeerersaidnothing,butsharplyputeatoitsproperplace。Thedetective,lealyonhiswalkiiosizetheshop。Atlasthesaid,"Prayexcusemyapparentirrelevance,mygoodsir,butIshouldliketoaskyouaquestioalpsydtheassoofideas。"

Thered-faahaneyeofmeheuedgaily,swinginghise,"Why,"hepursued,"whyaretwotiglyplaagreengrocer'sshoplikeashovelhatthathasetoLondonforaholiday?Or,imakemyselfclear,whatisthemysticalassowhiectstheideaofnutsmarkedaseswiththeideaoftwymeallahershort?"

&hetradesmanstoodoutofhisheadlikeasnail's;hereallyseemedforaninstaoflihestralasthestammeredangrily,"Idon'tknowwhatyouhavetodowithit,butifyou'reoheirfriends,youtellthemfrommethatI'llknocktheirsillyheadsoff,parsonsornoparsomyapplesagain。"

"I;askedthedetective,athy。"Didtheyupsetyourapples?"

"Ohemdid,"saidtheheatedshopman,"rolledthemalloverthestreet。I'dhavecaughtthefotopickthemup。"

"Whichwaydidtheseparsonsgo?"askedValentin。

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