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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "No, I wrote upon the day before."
2.  "Why do you say so?"
3.  "`Certainly,' I answered.
4.  "You have been very remiss in not coming to me sooner," said he,severely. "You start me on my investigation with a very serioushandicap. It is inconceivable, for example, that this ivy and thislawn would have yielded nothing to an expert observer.""I am not to blame, Mr. Holmes. His Grace was extremely desirousto avoid all public scandal. He was afraid of his family unhappinessbeing dragged before the world. He has a deep horror of anything ofthe kind."
5.  "'You have done a good deal of digging by your callosities.'"'Made all my money at the gold fields.'
6.  The official police don't need you, Mr. Holmes, to tell them thatthe carpet must have been turned round. That's clear enough, for thestains lie above each other- if you lay it over this way. But what Iwant to know is, who shifted the carpet, and why?"


1.  "All right, Mr. Hayes, no harm meant," said Holmes. "We have beenhaving a look at your horses, but I think I'll walk, after all. It'snot far, I believe."
2.  "What then?"
3.  "I should be glad to consider it."
4.  "How was she dressed?"
5.  "That's no business of mine," said he.
6.  "It had not been there the morning before."


1.  "Then the page we have seen--"
2.  1893
3.  "And you did very wisely," said Holmes. "Your case is anexceedingly remarkable one, and I shall be happy to look into it.From what you have told me I think that it is possible that graverissues hang from it than might at first sight appear."
4.  It was, then, in the spring of the year 1897 that Holmes's ironconstitution showed some symptoms of giving way in the face ofconstant hard work of a most exacting kind, aggravated, perhaps, byoccasional indiscretions of his own. In March of that year Dr. MooreAgar, of Harley Street, whose dramatic introduction to Holmes I maysome day recount, gave positive injunctions that the famous privateagent lay aside all his cases and surrender himself to complete restif he wished to avert an absolute breakdown. The state of his healthwas not a matter in which he himself took the faintest interest, forhis mental detachment was absolute, but he was induced at last, on thethreat of being permanently disqualified from work, to give himselfa complete change of scene and air. Thus it was that in the earlyspring of that year we found ourselves together in a small cottagenear Poldhu Bay, at the further extremity of the Cornish peninsula.It was a singular spot, and one peculiarly well suited to the grimhumour of my patient. From the windows of our little whitewashedhouse, which stood high upon a grassy headland, we looked down uponthe whole sinister semicircle of Mounts Bay, that old death trap ofsailing vessels, with its fringe of black cliffs and surge swept reefson which innumerable seamen have met their end. With a northerlybreeze it lies placid and sheltered, inviting the storm-tossed craftto tick into it for rest and protection.
5.   "Exactly!"
6.  A few words may suffice to tell the little that remains. Anexamination by experts leaves little doubt that a personal contestbetween the two men ended, as it could hardly fail to end in such asituation, in their reeling over, locked in each other's arms. Anyattempt at recovering the bodies was absolutely hopeless, and there,deep down in that dreadful cauldron of swirling water and seethingfoam, will lie for all time the most dangerous criminal and theforemost champion of the law of their generation. The Swiss youthwas never found again, and there can be no doubt that he was one ofthe numerous agents whom Moriarty kept in his employ. As to thegang, it will be within the memory of the public how completely theevidence which Holmes had accumulated exposed their organization,and how heavily the hand of the dead man weighed upon them. Of theirterrible chief few details came out during the proceedings, and if Ihave now been compelled to make a clear statement of his career, it isdue to those injudicious champions who have endeavoured to clear hismemory by attacks upon him whom I shall ever regard as the best andthe wisest man whom I have ever known.


1.  On the land side our surroundings were as sombre as on the sea. Itwas a country of rolling moors, lonely and dun-coloured, with anoccasional church tower to mark the site of some old-world village. Inevery direction upon these moors there were traces of some vanishedrace which had passed utterly away, and left as its sole recordstrange monuments of stone, irregular mounds which contained theburned ashes of the dead, and curious earthworks which hinted atprehistoric strife. The glamour and mystery of the place, with itssinister atmosphere of forgotten nations, appealed to theimagination of my friend, and he spent much of his time in longwalks and solitary meditations upon the moor. The ancient Cornishlanguage had also arrested his attention, and he had, I remember,conceived the idea that it was akin to the Chaldean, and had beenlargely derived from the Phoenician traders in tin. He had receiveda consignment of books upon philology and was settling down to developthis thesis when suddenly, to my sorrow and to his unfeigneddelight, we found ourselves, even in that land of dreams, plunged intoa problem at our very doors which was more intense, more engrossing,and infinitely more mysterious than any of those which had driven usfrom London. Our simple life and peaceful, healthy routine wereviolently interrupted, and we were precipitated into the midst of aseries of events which caused the utmost excitement not only inCornwall but throughout the whole west of England. Many of myreaders may retain some recollection of what was called at the time"The Cornish Horror," though a most imperfect account of the matterreached the London press. Now, after thirteen years, I will give thetrue details of this inconceivable affair to the public.I have said that scattered towers marked the villages which dottedthis part of Cornwall. The nearest of these was the hamlet ofTredannick Wollas, where the cottages of a couple of hundredinhabitants clustered round an ancient, moss-grown church. The vicarof the parish, Mr. Roundhay, was something of an archaeologist, and assuch Holmes had made his acquaintance. He was a middle-aged man,portly and affable, with a considerable fund of local lore. At hisinvitation we had taken tea at the vicarage and had come to know also,Mr. Mortimer Tregennis, an independent gentleman, who increased theclergyman's scanty resources by taking rooms in his large,straggling house. The vicar, being a bachelor, was glad to come tosuch an arrangement, though he had little in common with his lodger,who was a thin, dark, spectacled man, with a stoop which gave theimpression of actual, physical deformity. I remember that during ourshort visit we found the vicar garrulous, but his lodger strangelyreticent, a sad-faced, introspective man, sitting with averted eyes,brooding apparently upon his own affairs.
2.  "Then I will." Holmes suddenly bent his strength upon it, butwithout result. "I feel it give a little," said he; "but, though Iam exceptionally strong in the fingers, it would take me all my timeto break it. An ordinary man could not do it. Now, what do you thinkwould happen if I did break it, Mr. Holder? There would be a noiselike a pistol shot. Do you tell me that all this happened within a fewyards of your bed and that you heard nothing of it?"
3.  "That's my name, Masser Holmes, and you'll get put through it forsure if you give me any lip."
4、  Mr. Holmes smiled amiably.
5、  "'Absolutely.'




  • 邹蕴玉 08-09

      "They are good hounds who run silent."

  • 王德忠 08-09

      "My practice-" I began.

  • 朱涛 08-09

       But the other waved him back.

  • 和兰兰 08-09

      At the end of that time we passed down the garden path and foundourselves in front of the mystery house at the end. A small beardedman stood at the door with a look of considerable astonishment uponhis face.

  • 刘珍妮 08-08

    {  "Exactly," said McFarlane.

  • 隋咏良 08-07

      "There he goes," said Holmes, as we watched the carriage swing androck over the points. "There are limits, you see, to our friend'sintelligence. It would have been a coup-mattre had he deduced what Iwould deduce and acted accordingly."}

  • 王荣称 08-07

      "I saw the men before ever they came into the house," said she."As I sat by my bedroom window I saw three men in the moonlight downby the lodge gate yonder, but I thought nothing of it at the time.It was more than an hour after that I heard my mistress scream, anddown I ran, to find her, poor lamb, just as she says, and him on thefloor, with his blood and brains over the room. It was enough to drivea woman out of her wits, tied there, and her very dress spotted withhim, but she never wanted courage, did Miss Mary Fraser of Adelaideand Lady Brackenstall of Abbey Grange hasn't learned new ways.You've questioned her long enough, you gentlemen, and now she iscoming to her own room, just with her old Theresa, to get the restthat she badly needs."

  • 陈小慧 08-07


  • 陈冉 08-06

       "I am quite well again. I cannot imagine how I came to be so weak. Iwish you, Mr. Holmes, to come to Mackleton with me by the next train."My friend shook his head.

  • 陈池 08-04

    {  "The two McCarthys were seen after the time when William Crowder,the game-keeper, lost sight of them. The Boscombe Pool is thicklywooded round, with just a fringe of grass and of reeds round the edge.A girl of fourteen, Patience Moran, who is the daughter of thelodge-keeper of the Boscombe Valley estate, was in one of the woodspicking flowers. She states that while she was there she saw, at theborder of the wood and close by the lake, Mr. McCarthy and his son,and that they appeared to be having a violent quarrel. She heard Mr.McCarthy the elder using very strong language to his son, and shesaw the latter raise up his hand as if to strike his father. She wasso frightened by their violence that she ran away and told hermother when she reached home that she had left the two McCarthysquarrelling near Boscombe Pool, and that she was afraid that they weregoing to fight. She had hardly said the words when young Mr.McCarthy came running up to the lodge to say that he had found hisfather dead in the wood, and to ask for the help of thelodge-keeper. He was much excited, without either his gun or hishat, and his right hand and sleeve were observed to be stained withfresh blood. On following him they found the dead body stretched outupon the grass beside the pool. The head had been beaten in byrepeated blows of some heavy and blunt weapon. The injuries weresuch as might very well have been inflicted by the butt-end of hisson's gun, which was found lying on the grass within a few paces ofthe body. Under these circumstances the young man was instantlyarrested, and a verdict of 'wilful murder' having been returned at theinquest on Tuesday, he was on Wednesday brought before the magistratesat Ross, who have referred the case to the next Assizes. Those are themain facts of the case as they came out before the coroner and thepolice-court."

  • 张新起 08-04

      "Did you recognize your coachman?"