第 7 节
作者:蒂帆      更新:2024-12-13 14:16      字数:4542
  I had been drinking hard of late; and the two things together fairly turned
  my brain。       There's something throbbing in my head now; like a docker's
  hammer;   but   that   morning   I   seemed   to   have   all   Niagara   whizzing   and
  buzzing in my ears。
  〃'Well; I took to my heels; and I ran after the cab。             I had a heavy oak
  stick in my hand; and I tell you I saw red from the first; but as I ran I got
  cunning;   too;   and     hung    back   a   little   to  see   them   without   being  seen。
  They   pulled   up   soon   at   the   railway   station。   There   was   a   good   crowd
  round the booking…office; so I got quite close to them without being seen。
  They took tickets for New Brighton。              So did I; but I got in three carriages
  behind them。        When we reached it they walked along the Parade; and I
  was never more than a hundred yards from them。                  At last I saw them hire
  a boat and start for a row; for it was a very hot day; and they thought; no
  doubt; that it would be cooler on the water。
  〃'It was just as if they had been given into my hands。               There was a bit
  of a haze; and you could not see more than a few hundred yards。                     I hired
  a boat for myself; and I pulled after them。              I could see the blur of their
  craft; but they were going nearly as fast as I; and they must have been a
  long mile from the shore before I caught them up。                  The haze was like a
  curtain all round us; and there were we three in the middle of it。                My God;
  shall I ever forget their faces when they saw who was in the boat that was
  closing in upon them?          She screamed out。         He swore like a madman and
  jabbed at me with an oar; for he must have seen death in my eyes。                     I got
  past it and got one in with my stick that crushed his head like an egg。                     I
  would   have   spared   her;   perhaps;   for   all   my   madness;   but   she   threw   her
  arms   round   him;   crying   out   to   him;   and   calling   him   〃Alec。〃     I   struck
  again; and she lay stretched beside him。             I was like a wild beast then that
  had tasted blood。        If Sarah had been there; by the Lord; she should have
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  The Adventure of the Cardboard Box
  joined   them。      I   pulled   out   my  knife;   andwell;   there!   I've   said   enough。
  It   gave   me   a   kind   of   savage   joy   when   I   thought   how   Sarah   would   feel
  when she had such signs as these of what her meddling had brought about。
  Then I tied the bodies into the boat; stove a plank; and stood by until they
  had sunk。       I knew very well that the owner would think that they had lost
  their bearings in the haze; and had drifted off out to sea。                 I cleaned myself
  up; got back to land; and joined my ship without a soul having a suspicion
  of what had passed。           That night I made up the packet for Sarah Cushing;
  and next day I sent it from Belfast。
  〃'There you have the whole truth of it。               You can hang me; or do what
  you   like   with   me;   but   you   cannot   punish   me   as   I   have   been   punished
  already。      I cannot shut my eyes but I see those two faces staring at me
  staring   at   me   as   they   stared   when   my   boat   broke   through   the   haze。        I
  killed them quick; but they are killing me slow; and if I have another night
  of   it   I   shall   be   either   mad   or   dead   before   morning。   You   won't   put   me
  alone  into   a   cell;   sir?  For   pity's   sake   don't;   and   may   you   be   treated   in
  your day of agony as you treat me now。'
  〃What is the meaning of it; Watson?〃 said Holmes solemnly as he laid
  down   the   paper。       〃What   object   is   served   by   this   circle   of   misery   and
  violence and fear?         It must tend to some end; or else our universe is ruled
  by   chance;   which   is   unthinkable。         But   what   end?       There   is   the   great
  standing      perennial   problem   to   which   human           reason    is   as   far   from   an
  answer as ever。〃
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