第37章

类别:其他 作者:Edward Phillips Oppenheim字数:5225更新时间:18/12/27 08:36:27
“Shehasdonenothingsosensible,“theDukeanswereddrily。“ThefactswhichIhavejuststatedareknowntoeveryoneinthisroom。 Iperhapsknowlessthananyone。ButIknowenoughforthis。I request,SaxeLeinitzer,thatyouwithdrawthenameofmyselfandmywifefromyourlistofmembers,andthatyouunderstandclearlythatmyhouseistobenomoreusedformeetingsoftheSociety,formalorinformal。And,further,thoughIregrettheapparentinhospitalityofmyaction,myfingerisnow,asyousee,uponthebell,andIventuretowishyouallaverygood-morning。Groves,“ headdedtotheservantwhoansweredthedoor,“thePrinceofSaxeLeinitzer’scarriageisurgentlyrequired。“ ThePrinceandLadyCareydescendedthebroadstepssidebyside。 Shewaslaughingsoftlybutimmoderately。ThePrincewaspalewithfury。 “Pompousoldass,“hemutteredsavagely。“Hemayhaveaworsescandalinhishousenowthanhedreamsof。“ Shewipedhereyes。 “HaveInotalwaystoldyou,“shesaid,“thatintrigueinthiscountrywasasheerimpossibility?Youmaylayyourplanseversocarefully,butyoucannotforeseesuchacontretempsasthis。“ “Idiot!“thePrincecried,“Oh,thedolt!Why,evenhiswifewasamazed。“ “Hemaybeallthosepleasantthings,“LadyCarey,said,“butheisagentleman。“ Hestoppedshort。ThefootmanwasstandingbythesideofLadyCarey’svictoriawitharugonhisarm。 “Lucille,“hesaidthoughtfully,“islockedinthemorning-room。 Sheisprostratewithfear。IftheDukeseeshereverythingisover。Uponmyword,IhaveagoodmindtothrowthisallupandcrosstoParisto-night。LetEnglandbreedherownrevolutions。 Whatdoyousay,Muriel?Willyoucomewithme?“ Shelaughedscornfully。 “I’dassoongowithmycoachman,“shesaid。 Hiseyebrowsnarrowed。Adull,purpleflushcrepttohisforehead。 “Yourwit,“hesaid,“isalittlecoarse。Listen!Youwishourfirstplantogothrough?“ “Ofcourse!“ “ThenyoumustgetLucilleoutofthathouse。Ifsheislefttheresheisabsolutelylosttous。Apartfromthat,sheisherselfnotsafe。Ourplanworkedouttoowell。SheisreallyindangerfromthisDusonaffair。“ ThelaughterdiedawayfromLadyCarey’sface。Shehesitatedwithherfootuponthestepofhercarriage。 “Youcangobackeasilyenough,“thePrincesaid。“YouaretheDuke’scousin,andyouwerenotincludedinhistirade。Lucilleisinthemorning-room,andhereisthekey。Ibroughtitawaywithme。 Youmusttellherthatallourplansarebroken,thatwehavecertainknowledgethatthepoliceareonthetrackofthisDusonaffair。GethertoyourhouseinPontStreet,andIwillberoundthisafternoon。Orbetterstill,takehertomine。“ LadyCareysteppedbackontothepavement。Shewasstill,however,hesitating。 “LeaveherwiththeDukeandDuchess,“thePrincesaid,“andshewilldinewithherhusbandto-night。“ LadyCareytookthekeyfromhishand。 “Iwilltry,“shesaid。“HowshallyouknowwhetherIsucceed?“ “Iwillwaitinthegardens,“heanswered。“Ishallbeoutofsight,butIshallbeabletoseeyoucomeout。IfyouarealoneIshallcometoyou。IfsheiswithyouIshallbeatyourhouseinanhour,andIpromiseyouthatsheshallleaveEnglandto-nightwithme。“ “PoorBrott!“shemurmuredironically。 ThePrincesmiled。 “Hewillfollowher。EveryonewillbelievethattheyleftLondontogether。Thatisallthatisrequired。“ LadyCareyre-enteredthehouse。ThePrincemadehiswayintothegardens。Tenminutespassed-aquarterofanhour。ThenLadyCareywithLucillereappeared,andsteppingquicklyintothevictoriaweredrivenaway。ThePrincedrewalittlesighofrelief。Helookedathiswatch,calledahansom,anddrovetohisclubforlunch。 Anotherman,whohadalsobeenwatchingDorsetRousefromthegardensforseveralhours,alsonotedLucille’sadventwithrelief。 HefollowedthePrinceoutandenteredanotherhansom。 “Followthatvictoriawhichhasjustdrivenoff,“heordered。 “Don’tlosesightofit。Doublefare。“ Thetrap-doorfell,andthemanwhippeduphishorse。 Mr。Sabinreceivedanearlyvisitorwhilststilllingeringoveraslightbutelegantbreakfast。Passmoreseatedhimselfinaneasy-chairandacceptedthecigarwhichhishosthimselfselectedforhim。 “Iamgladtoseeyou,“Mr。Sabinsaid。“ThisaffairofDuson’sremainsacompletemysterytome。Iamlookingtoyoutohelpmesolveit。“ Thelittlemanwiththeimperturbablefaceremovedhiscigarfromhismouthandcontemplateditsteadfastly。 “Itismysterious,“hesaid。“Therearecircumstancesinconnectionwithitwhichevennowpuzzlemeverymuch,verymuchindeed。TherearecircumstancesinconnectionwithitalsowhichIfearmaybeashocktoyou,sir。“ “Mylife,“Mr。Sabinsaid,withafaintsmile,“hasbeenmadeupofshocks。Afewmoreorlessmaynothurtme。“ “Duson,“thedetectivesaid,“wasatheartafaithfulservant!“ “Ibelieveit,“Mr。Sabinsaid。 “Hewasmuchattachedtoyou!“ “Ibelieveit。“ “Itispossiblethatunwittinglyhediedforyou。“ Mr。Sabinwassilent。Itwashiswayofavoidingaconfessionofsurprise。Andhewassurprised。“Youbelievethen,“hesaid,“afteramoment’spause,“thatthepoisonwasintendedforme?“ “CertainlyIdo,“thedetectiveanswered。“Dusonwas,afterall,avalet,apersonoflittleimportance。Thereisnoonetowhomhisremovalcouldhavebeenofsufficientimportancetojustifysuchextrememeasures。Withyouitisdifferent。“ Mr。Sabinknockedtheashfromhiscigarette。 “Whynotbefrankwithme,Mr。Passmore?“hesaid。“Thereisnoneedtoshelteryourselfunderprofessionalreticence。YourconnectionwithScotlandYardended,Ibelieve,sometimeago。Youarefreetospeakortokeepsilence。Dooneortheother。Tellmewhatyouthink,andIwilltellyouwhatIknow。Thatsurelywillbeafairexchange。Youshallhavemyfactsforyoursurmises。“ Passmore’sthinlipscurledintoasmile。“YouknowthatIhaveleftScotlandYardthen,sir?“ “Quitewell!Youareemployedbythemoften,Ibelieve,butyouarenotonthestaff,notsincetheaffairofNermanandthecodebook。“ IfPassmorehadbeencapableofreverence,hiseyeslookeditatthatmoment。 “Youknewthislastnight,sir?“ “Certainly!“ “Fiveyearsago,sir,“hesaid,“Itoldmychiefthatinyouthedetectivepoliceoftheworldhadlostonewhomusthavebeentheirking。Moreandmoreyouconvincemeofit。IcannotbelievethatyouareignorantofthesalientpointsconcerningDuson’sdeath。“ “Treatmeasbeingso,atanyrate,“Mr。Sabinsaid。 “Iampardoned,“Passmoresaid,“forspeakingplainlyoffamilymatters-myconcerninwhichisofcoursepurelyprofessional?“ Mr。Sabinlookedupforamoment,buthesignifiedhisassent。 “YouleftAmerica,“Passmoresaid,“insearchofyourwife,formerlyCountessofRadantz,whohadleftyouunexpectedly。“ “Itistrue!“Mr。Sabinanswered。 “MadamelaDuchesseonreachingLondonbecametheguestoftheDuchessofDorset,whereshehasbeenstayingsince。WhilstthereshehasreceivedmanyvisitsfromMr。ReginaldBrott。“ Mr。Sabin’sfacewasasthefaceofasphinx。Hemadenosign。 “Youdonotwasteyourtime,sir,overtheSocietypapers。YetyouhaveprobablyheardthatMadamelaDuchesseandMr。ReginaldBrotthavebeenwrittenaboutandspokenaboutasintimatefriends。Theyhavebeenseentogethereverywhere。Gossiphasbeenbusywiththeirnames。Mr。BrotthasfollowedtheCountessintocircleswhichbeforehercominghezealouslyeschewed。TheCountessiseverywhereregardedasawidow,andamarriagehasbeenconfidentlyspokenof。“ Mr。Sabinbowedhisheadslightly。Butofexpressiontherewasinhisfacenosign。 “Thesethings,“Passmorecontinued,“arecommonknowledge。Ihavespokenuptonowofnothingwhichisnotknowntotheworld。I proceeddifferently。“ “Good!“Mr。Sabinsaid。 “Thereis,“Passmorecontinued,“intheforeigndistrictofLondonamannamedEmilSachs,whokeepsacurioussortofawine-shop,andsupplementshisearningsbydisposingatahighfigureofcertainrareanddeadlypoisons。AfewdaysagotheCountessvisitedhimandsecuredasmallpacketofthemostdeadlydrugthemanpossesses。“ Mr。Sabinsatquitestill。Hewasunmoved。 “TheCountess,“Passmorecontinued,“shortlyafterwardsvisitedtheserooms。AnhourafterherdepartureDusonwasdead。Hediedfromdrinkingoutofyourliqueurglass,intowhichafewspecksofthatpowder,invisiblealmosttothenakedeye,hadbeendropped。 AtDorsetHouseReginaldBrottwaswaitingforher。Heleftshortlyafterwardsinastateofagitation。“ “Andfromthesethings,“Mr。Sabinsaid,“youdraw,Ipresume,thenaturalinferencethatMadamelaDuchesse,desiringtomarryheroldadmirer,ReginaldBrott,firstleftmeinAmerica,andthen,sinceIfollowedherhere,attemptedtopoisonme“Thereis,“Passmoresaid,“agooddealofevidencetothateffect。“ “Here,“Mr。Sabinsaid,handinghimDuson’sletter,“issomeevidencetothecontrary。“ Passmorereadthelettercarefully。 “Youbelievethis,“heasked,“tobegenuine?“ Mr。Sabinsmiled。 “Iamsureofit!“heanswered。 “Yourecognisethehandwriting?“ “Certainly!“ “Andthiscameintoyourpossession-how?“ “IfounditonthetablebyDuson’sside。“ “Youintendtoproduceitattheinquest?“ “Ithinknot,“Mr。Sabinanswered。 Therewasashortsilence。Passmorewasrevolvingacertainmatterinhismind-thinkinghard。Mr。Sabinwasapparentlytryingtomakeringsofthebluesmokefromhiscigarette。 “Hasitoccurredtoyou,“Passmoreasked,“towonderforwhatreasonyourwifevisitedtheseroomsonthemorningofDuson’sdeath?“ Mr。Sabinshookhishead。 “Icannotsaythatithas。“ “Sheknewthatyouwerenothere,“Passmorecontinued。“Sheleftnomessage。Shecamecloselyveiledanddepartedunrecognised。“ Mr。Sabinnodded。 “Therewerereasons,“hesaid,“forthat。Butwhenyousaythatsheleftnomessageyouaremistaken。“ Passmorenodded。 “Goon,“hesaid。 Mr。SabinnoddedtowardsagreatvaseofLaFrancerosesuponasidetable。 “Ifoundthesehereonmyreturn,“hesaid,“andattachedtothemthecardwhichIbelieveisstillthere。Goandlookatit。“ Passmoreroseandbentoverthefragrantblossoms。Thecardstillremained,andonthebackofit,inadelicatefemininehandwriting: “Formyhusband,“withlovefrom“Lucille。“ Mr。Passmoreshruggedhisshoulders。Hehadnottheviceofobstinacy,andheknewwhentoabandonatheory。 “Iamcorrected,“hesaid。“Inanycase,amysteryremainsaswellworthsolving。WhoarethesepeopleatwhoseinstigationDusonwastohavemurderedyou-thesepeoplewhomDusonfearedsomuchthatsuicidewashisonlyalternativetoobeyingtheirbehests?“ Mr。Sabinsmiledfaintly。 “Ah,mydearPassmore,“hesaid,“youmustnotaskmethatquestion。 Icanonlyansweryouinthisway。Ifyouwishtomakethebiggestsensationwhichhaseverbeencreatedinthecriminalworld,torenderyourselfimmortal,andyourfameimperishable-findout!I maynothelpyou,Idoubtwhetheryouwillfindanytohelpyou。Butifyouwantexcitement,theexcitementofadangerouschaseafteratremendousquarry,takeyourlifeinyourhands,goinandwin。 Passmore’switheredlittlefacelitupwithagleamofrareexcitement。 “Theseareyourenemies,sir,“hesaid。“Theyhaveattemptedyourlifeonce,theymaydoitagain。Assumetheoffensiveyourself。 Givemeahint。“ Mr。Sabinshookhishead。 “ThatIcannotdo,“hesaid。“Ihavesavedyoufromwastingyourtimeonafalsescent。Ihavegivenyousomethingdefinitetoworkupon。FurtherthanthatIcandonothing。“ Passmorelookedhisdisappointment,butheknewMr。Sabinbetterthantoarguethematter。 “Youwillnotevenproducethatletterattheinquest?“heasked。 “Noteventhat,“Mr。Sabinanswered。 Passmorerosetohisfeet。