黄面人11（在线收听）

“I had gone into town on that day, but I returned by the 2:40 instead of the 3:36, which is my usual train. As I entered the house the maid ran into the hall with a startled face.

“‘Where is your mistress?’ I asked.

“‘I think that she has gone out for a walk,’ she answered.

“My mind was instantly filled with suspicion. I rushed upstairs to make sure that she was not in the house. As I did so I happened to glance out of one of the upper windows and saw the maid with whom I had just been speaking running across the field in the direction of the cottage. Then of course I saw exactly what it all meant. My wife had gone over there and had asked the servant to call her if I should return. Tingling with anger, I rushed down and hurried across, determined to end the matter once and forever. I saw my wife and the maid hurrying back along the lane, but I did not stop to speak with them. In the cottage lay the secret which was casting a shadow over my life. I vowed that, come what might, it should be a secret no longer. I did not even knock when I reached it, but turned the handle and rushed into the passage.

“It was all still and quiet upon the ground floor. In the kitchen a kettle was singing on the fire, and a large black cat lay coiled up in the basket; but there was no sign of the woman whom I had seen before. I ran into the other room, but it was equally deserted. Then I rushed up the stairs only to find two other rooms empty and deserted at the top. There was no one at all in the whole house. The furniture and pictures were of the most common and vulgar description, save in the one chamber at the window of which I had seen the strange face. That was comfortable and elegant, and all my suspicions rose into a fierce, bitter flame when I saw that on the mantelpiece stood a copy of a full-length photograph of my wife, which had been taken at my request only three months ago.

“I stayed long enough to make certain that the house was absolutely empty. Then I left it, feeling a weight at my heart such as I had never had before. My wife came out into the hall as I entered my house; but I was too hurt and angry to speak with her, and, pushing past her, I made my way into my study. She followed me, however, before I could close the door.

“那一天我到城里去了，可是我没有象往常那样乘三点三十六分的火车回来，而是乘两点四十的火车返回的。我一进门，女仆就面带惊慌地跑进厅房。

“'太太在哪里？'我问道。

“'我想她出去散步了，'她答道。

“我心里霎时充满了疑云，我跑到楼上看她是否确实不在屋中。这时我偶然向窗外一望，看到刚才和我说话的女仆穿过田野，正向那小别墅方向跑去。那时我当然非常清楚这是怎么回事了。我妻子又到那里去了，并曾吩咐女仆，我如果回来，就去叫她。我气得发抖，跑下楼来，奔出去，决心一劳永逸地把这件事查到底。我看到我妻子和女仆沿小路赶回来，可是我没有站下来和她们说话。这所小别墅里有一种秘密，使黑暗笼罩了我的生活，我发誓，无论如何，不能再让它继续下去。我走到房前，甚至连门都没敲，转动门钮，就冲进过道里。

“楼下是一片寂静。厨房里炉灶上水壶咝咝作响。一只大黑猫盘卧在一只篮中。但没有以前我看到的那个女人的踪影。我跑进另一间屋子，可是也同样空无一人。后来我跑上楼去，另两间屋子也是空的。原来整个别墅竟空空如也。室中的家具和图画都极为平常而粗俗，只有我从窗户看到奇异面孔的那间寝室舒适而讲究。当我看到壁炉台上悬挂着一张我妻子的全身照平时，我的全部疑团燃烧起强烈而痛苦的火焰，那张照片还是三个月前我要她拍摄的。

“我在室内停留了一会，确知完全无人以后，才走出来，心中感到以前从未有过的沉重。我进屋时，我妻子来到前厅，可是我极为痛心，异常恼怒，不愿和她说话，从她身旁冲进我的书房中去。可是她在我把门关上以前，却随我身后走了进来。