第39章

类别:其他 作者:E。 Phillips Oppenheim字数:3557更新时间:18/12/26 17:06:22
HamelmetKinsleyshortlybeforeoneo’clockthefollowingafternoon,intheloungeoftheRoyalHotelatNorwich。 “Yougotmywire,then?“thelatterasked,asheheldouthishand。 “IhaditsentbyspecialmessengerfromWells。“ “Itarriveddirectlyafterbreakfast,“Hamelreplied。“Itwasn’ttheeasiestmattertogethere,eventhen,forthereareonlyabouttwotrainsaday,andIdidn’twanttoborrowacarfromMr。 Fentolin。“ “Quiteright,“Kinsleyagreed。“Iwantedyoutocomeabsolutelyonyourown。Let’sgetintothecoffee-roomandhavesomelunchnow。 Iwanttocatchtheafternoontrainhacktotown。“ “Doyoumeantosaythatyou’vecomeallthewaydownheretotalktomeforhalfanhourorso?“Hameldemanded,astheytooktheirplacesatatable。 “Allthewayfromtown,“Kinsleyassented,“anduptotheeyesinworkweare,too。Dick,whatdoyouthinkofMilesFentolin?“ “HangedifIknow!“Hamelanswered,withasigh。 “Nothingdefinitetotellus,then?“Nothing!“ “WhataboutMr。JohnP。Dunster?“ “Heleftyesterdaymorning,“Hamelsaid。“Isawhimgo。Helookedveryshaky。IunderstoodthatMr。FentolinsenthimtoYarmouth。“ “DidMr。Fentolinknowthattherewasanenquiryonfootaboutthisman’sdisappearance?“Kinsleyasked。 “Certainly。IheardLordSaxthorpetellhimthatthepolicehadreceivedorderstoscourthecountryforhim,andthattheywerecomingtoSt。David’sHall。“ Kinsley,foramoment,wassingularlyandeloquentlyprofane。 “That’swhyMr。Fentolinlethimgo,then。IfSaxthorpehadonlyheldhistongue,orifthoseinfernalpolicehadn’tgotchatteringwiththemagistrates,wemighthavemadeacoup。Asitis,thegame’sup。Mr。DunsterleftforYarmouth,yousay,yesterdaymorning?“ “Isawhimgomyself。Helookedveryshakyandill,buthewasabletosmokeabigcigarandwalkdown-stairsleaningonthedoctor’sarm。“ “Idon’tdoubt,“Kinsleyremarked,“butthatyousawwhatyousayyousaw。Atthesametime,youmaybesurprisedtohearthatMr。 Dunsterhasdisappearedagain。“ “Disappearedagain?“Hamelmuttered。 “Itlooksverymuch,“Kinsleycontinued,“asthoughyourfriendMilesFentolinhasbeenplayingwithhimlikeacatwithamouse。 Hehasbeenobligedtoturnhimoutofonehiding-place,andhehassimplytransferredhimtoanother。“ Hamellookeddoubtful。 “Mr。Dunsterleftquitealoneinthecar,“hesaid。“Hewasonhisguardtoo,forMr。Fentolinandhehadhadwords。1reallycan’tseehowitwaspossibleforhimtohavegotintoanymoretrouble。“ “Whereishe,then?“Kinsleydemanded。“Come,Iwillletyoualittlefurtherintoourconfidence。Wehavereasontobelievethathecarrieswithhimawrittenmessagewhichispracticallytheonlychancewehaveofavoidingdisasterduringthenextfewdays。ThatwrittenmessageisaddressedtothedelegatesatTheHague,whoarenowsitting。NothinghadbeenheardofDunsterorthedocumenthecarries。NowordhascomefromhimofanysortsinceheleftSt。 David’sHall。“ “Haveyoutriedtotracehimfromthere?“Hamelasked。 “Tracehim?“Kinsleyrepeated。“Byheavens,youdon’tseemtounderstand,Dick,theimmense,theextraordinaryimportanceofthismantous!ThecleverestdetectiveinEnglandspentyesterdayunderyournoseatSt。David’sHall。Thereareadozenothersworkinguponthejobashardastheycan。Allthereportsconfirmwhatyousay-thatDunsterleftSt。David’sHallathalf-pastnineyesterdaymorning,andhecertainlyarrivedinYarmouthatalittlebeforetwelve。Fromthereheseems,however,tohavecompletelydisappeared。ThecarwentbacktoSt。David’sHallempty;themanonlystayedlongenoughinYarmouth,infact,tohavehisdinner。 Wecannotfindasinglesmackownerwhowasapproachedinanywayforthehireofaboat。Yarmouthhasbeenransackedinvain。HecertainlyhasnotarrivedatTheHagueorweshouldhaveheardnewsatonce。Asalastresource,Irandownheretoseeyouonthechanceofyourhavingpickedupanyinformation。“ Hamelshookhishead。 “YouseemtoknowagooddealmorethanIdo,already,“hesaid。 “WhatdoyouthinkofMr。Fentolin?Youhavestayedinhishouse。 Youhavehadanopportunityofstudyinghim。“ “Sofarasmyimpressionsgo,“Hamelreplied,“everythingwhichyouhavesuggestedmightverywellbetrue。Ithinkthateitheroutofsheerloveofmischief,orfromsomesubtlermotive,heiscapableofanything。Everyoneintheplace,exceptonepoorwoman,seemstolookuponhimasasortofsupernaturalbeing。Hegivesmoneyawaytoworthlesspeoplewithbothhands。YetIshareyouropinionofhim。Ibelievethatheisacreaturewithoutconscienceormorals。 Ihavesatathistableandshiveredwhenhehassmiled。“ “AreyoustayingatSt。David’sHallnow?“ “Ileftyesterday。“ “Whereareyounow,then?“ “IamatSt。David’sTower-thelittleplaceItoldyouofthatbelongedtomyfather-butIdon’tknowwhetherIshallbeabletostopthere。Mr。Fentolin,forsomereasonorother,verymuchresentedmyleavingtheHallandwasveryannoyedatmyinsistinguponclaimingtheTower。WhenIwentdowntothevillagetogetsomeonetocomeupandlookafterme,therewasn’tawomantherewhowouldcome。Itdidn’tmatterwhatIoffered,theywereallthesame。Theyallmutteredsomeexcuseorother,andseemedonlyanxioustoshowmeout。Atthevillageshoptheyseemedtohatetoservemewithanything。ItwasallIcoulddotogetapacketoftobaccoyesterdayafternoon。YouwouldreallythinkthatIwasthemostunpopularpersonwhoeverlived,anditcanonlybebecauseofMr。Fentolin’sinfluence。“ “Mr。Fentolinevidentlydoesn’tliketohaveyouinthelocality,“ Kinsleyremarkedthoughtfully。 “HewasallrightsolongasIwasatSt。David’sHall,“Hamelobserved。 “What’sthislittleplacelike-St。David’sTower,youcallit?“ Kinsleyasked。 “Justalittlestonebuildingactuallyonthebeach,“Hamelexplained。“ThereisalargeshedwhichMr。Fentolinkeepslockedup,andthehabitableportionconsistsjustofabedroomandsitting-room。FromwhatIcansee,Mr。Fentolinhasbeenmakingasortofhobbyoftheplace。Thereistelephoniccommunicationwiththehouse,andheseemstohaveusedthesitting-roomasasortofstudio。Hepaintsseapicturesandreallypaintsthemerywell。“ Amancameintothecoffee-room,madesomeenquiryofthewaiterandwentoutagain。Hamelstaredathiminapuzzledmanner。Forthemomenthecouldonlyrememberthatthefacewasfamiliar。Thenhesuddenlygaveventtoalittleexclamation。 “AnyonewouldthinkthatIhadbeenfollowed,“heremarked。“ThemanwhohasjustlookedintotheroomisoneofMr。Fentolin’sparasitesorbodyguards,orwhateveryoucallthem。“ “Youprobablyhave,“Kinsleyagreed。“Whatpostdoesheholdinthehousehold?“ “Ihavenoidea,“Hamelreplied。“IsawhimthefirstdayIarrivedandnotsince。Sortofsecretary,Ishouldthink。“ “Heisaqueer-lookingfellow,anyway,“Kinsleymuttered。“Lookout,Dick。Herehecomesbackagain。“ Mr。Ryanapproachedthetablealittlediffidently。 “Ihopeyouwillforgivetheliberty,sir,“hesaidtoHamel。“Yourememberme,Itrust-Mr。Ryan。IamthelibrarianatSt。David’sHall。“ Hamelnodded。 “IthoughtI’dseenyouthere。“ “Iwaswondering,“themancontinued,“whetheryouhadacarofMr。 Fentolin’sinNorwichto-day,andifso,whetherImightbegaseatbackincaseyouwerereturningbeforethefiveo’clocktrain?I cameinearlythismorningtogothroughsomemanuscriptsatasecond-handbookseller’shere,andIhaveunfortunatelymissedthetrainback。“ Hamelshookhishead。 “Icameinbytrainmyself,orIwouldhavegivenyoualiftback,withpleasure,“hesaid。 Mr。Ryanexpressedhisthanksbrieflyandlefttheroom。Kinsleywatchedhimfromoverthetopofanewspaper。 “SothatisoneofMr。Fentolin’screatures,too,“heremarked。 “KeepinghiseyeonyouinNorwich,eh?Tellme,Dick,by-the-by,howdoyougetonwiththerestofMr。Fentolin’shousehold,andexactlyofwhomdoesitconsist?“ “Thereishissister-in-law,“Hamelreplied,“Mrs。SeymourFentolin。