第 32 节
作者:想聊      更新:2021-02-19 00:37      字数:9321
  and    overhead     was    creaking    of  old   timbers;    rattling  of  old   slates;  and
  rustling of mortar fragments dislodged by sudden vibrations。
  Mary   proceeded   on   her   way;   and   then;   to   her   astonishment;   heard   a
  footfall;    and   nearly   ran   into  an   invisible   figure   approaching      from   the
  direction   of   the   Grey   Room。      Man   and   woman   startled   each   other;   but
  106
  … Page 107…
  THE GREY ROOM
  neither exclaimed; and Mrs。 May spoke。
  〃Who is it?〃 she asked; and Masters answered:
  〃Oh; my gracious!          Terrible sorry; ma'am!         If I didn't think …〃
  〃What on earth are you doing; Masters?〃
  〃Much   the   same   as   you;   I   expect;   ma'am。       I   thought   just   to   creep
  along   and   see   if   the   reverend   gentleman   was   all   right。    And   he   is。  The
  light's   burning   …   you   can   see   it   under   the   door   …   and   he's   praying   away;
  steady as a steam…threshing machine。 I doubt he's keeping the evil creature
  at arm's length; and I'm a tidy lot more hopeful than what I was an hour
  ago。     The thing ain't strong enough to touch a man praying to God like
  what he   can。      But if   prayers   keep   it   harmless;   then   it's got   ears   and it's
  alive!〃
  〃Can you believe that; Masters?〃 she whispered。
  〃Got to;  ma'am。        If   it   was   just   a natural   horror beyond the   reach   of
  prayer;   it   would   have   knocked   his   reverence   out   long   before   now;   like
  other people。       It settled the police officer in under an hour; and Mr。 May's
  been up against it for three … nearly four hours; so far。                He'll bolt it yet; I
  shou1dn't wonder; like a ferret bolts a rat。〃
  〃You really feel more hopeful?〃
  〃Yes; I do; ma'am; and if he can fire the creature and signal 'All's clear'
  for Chadlands; it will calm everybody and be a proper feather in his cap;
  and   he   did   ought   to   be   made   a   bishop;   at   the   least。 Not   that   Scotland
  Yard men will believe a word of it to…morrow; all the same。                       Ghosts are
  bang   out   of   their   line;   and   I   never   met   even   a   common   constable   that
  believed   in   'em;   except   Bob   Parrett;   and   he   had   bats   in   the   belfry;   poor
  chap。     No;     they'll  reckon     it's  somebody      in  the   house;    I  expect;   who
  wanted to kill t' others; but ain't got no quarrel with Mr。 May。                  And you'd
  be wise to get back to bed; ma'am; and try to sleep; else you'll catch a cold。
  I'll look round again in an hour or to; if I don't go to sleep my self。〃
  They   parted;   while   the   storm   still   ran   high;   and   through   the   empty
  corridor;   when   it   was   lulled;   a   voice   rolled   steadily   on   from   the   Grey
  Boom。
  When it suddenly ceased; an hour before dawn; the storm had already
  begun      to  sink;   and   through     a  rack   of  flying    and   breaking     cloud    the
  107
  … Page 108…
  THE GREY ROOM
  〃Hunter〃 wheeled westerly to his setting。
  108
  … Page 109…
  THE GREY ROOM
  CHAPTER VIII
  THE LABORS OF THE FOUR
  Despite   the   storm;   Sir   Walter   slept   through   the   night;   and   did   not
  waken   until   his   man   drew   the   blinds   upon   a   dawn   sky   so   clear   that   it
  seemed washed of its blue。         He had directed to be wakened at six o'clock。
  〃What of Mr。 May?〃 he asked。
  〃Masters wants to know if we shall call him; Sir Walter。〃
  〃Not if he has returned to his room; but immediately if still in the Grey
  Room。〃
  〃He's not in his own room。; sir。〃
  〃Then seek him at once。〃
  The valet hesitated。
  〃Please; Sir Walter; there's none much cares to open the door。〃
  He heard his daughter's voice outside at the same moment。
  〃Mr。 May has not left the Grey Room; father。〃
  〃I'll be with you in a moment;〃 he answered。
  Then he rose; dressed partially; and joined her。           She was full of active
  fear。
  〃All went well at two o'clock;〃 she said; 〃for I crept out to listen。             So
  did Masters。      Mr。 May's voice sounded clear and steady。〃
  They  found   the   butler   at the   door   of   the   Grey  Room。  He   was   pale
  and mopping his forehead。
  〃I've   called   to   him;   but   it's   as   silent   as   the   grave   in   there;〃   he   said。
  〃It's all up with the gentleman; I know it!〃
  〃He may not be there; he may have gone out;〃 answered Sir Walter。
  Then he opened the door widely and entered。               The electric light still
  shone and killed the pallid white stare of the morning。             Upon a little table
  under it they observed Septimus May's Bible; open at an epistle of St。 Paul;
  but the priest himself was on the floor some little distance away。                He lay
  in   a   huddled   heap   of   his   vestments。 He   had   fallen   upon   his   right   side
  apparently; and; though the surplice and cassock which he had worn were
  disarranged; he appeared peaceful enough; with his cheek on a foot stool;
  as though disposed deliberately upon the ground to sleep。               His biretta was
  109
  … Page 110…
  THE GREY ROOM
  still   upon    his   head;    his   eyes   were     open;    and   the   fret   and   passion
  manifested by his face in life had entirely left it。              He looked many years
  younger;   and   no   emotion   of   any   kind   marked   his   placid   countenance。
  But   he   was   dead;   his   heart   had   ceased   to   beat   and   his   extremities   were
  already cold。       The room appeared unchanged in every particular。                     As in
  the   previous   cases;   death   had   come   by   stealth;   yet   robbed;   as   far   as   the
  living could judge; of all terror for its victim。
  Masters called Caunter and Sir Walter's valet; who stood at the door。
  The   latter   declined   to   enter   or   touch   the   dead;   but   Caunter   obeyed;   and
  together the two men lifted Mr。 May and carried him to his own room。                         In
  a moment it seemed that the house knew what had happened。
  A scene of panic and hysteria followed below stairs; and; without Jane
  Bond's   description of   it;  Mary  knew   the people   were   running   out   of   the
  house as from a plague。            She left her father with Masters; and strove to
  calm   the   frightened   domestics。        She   spoke   well;   and   explained   that   the
  event; horrible though it was; yet proved that no cause for their alarm any
  longer existed。
  〃If it had been a wicked spirit we do not understand; it would have had
  no power over Mr。 May; who was a saint of God;〃 she said。                      〃Be at peace;
  restrain yourselves; and fear nothing now。               There is no ghost here。          Had
  it   been   a   demon   or   any   such   thing;   it   must   have   been   conscious;   and
  therefore   powerless   against   Mr。   May。          This   proves   that   there   is   some
  fearful   natural   danger   which   we   have   not   yet   discovered   hidden   in   the
  room; but no harm can happen to anybody if they do not go into the room。
  The police are coming from Scotland Yard in an hour or two; and you may
  feel as sure; as I do; and Sir Walter does; that they will find out the truth;
  whatever it is。      You must none of yon think of leaving before they come。
  If   you    do;  they    will  only    send   for   you   again。     Please     prepare    your
  breakfast and be reasonable。            Sir Walter is terribly upset; and it would be
  a base thing if any of you were to desert him at a moment like this。〃
  They grew steadier before her; and Mrs。 Forbes; the housekeeper; who
  believed what Mary had said; added her voice。
  Then     Sir   Walter's    daughter     returned    to  her   father;   who    was    with
  Masters in   the   study。      A  man   had already  started   for   a   doctor;  but   with
  110
  … Page 111…
  THE GREY ROOM
  Mannering away there was none nearer than Neon Abbot。
  Mary     called   on   Masters    to  assert   his  authority;   and   reassure    the
  household as she had done。           She