海军协定（38）（在线收听）

I was able at last to persuade my companion to take my advice, though I knew from his excited manner that there was not much hope of sleep for him. Indeed, his mood was infectious, for I lay tossing half the night myself, brooding over this strange problem, and inventing a hundred theories, each of which was more impossible than the last. Why had Holmes remained at Woking? Why had he asked Miss Harrison to remain in the sick-room all day? Why had he been so careful not to inform the people at Briarbrae that he intended to remain near them? I cudgelled my brains until I fell asleep in the endeavor to find some explanation which would cover all these facts.

It was seven o'clock when I awoke, and I set off at once for Phelps's room, to find him haggard and spent after a sleepless night. His first question was whether Holmes had arrived yet.

“He'll be here when he promised,” said I, “and not an instant sooner or later.”

And my words were true, for shortly after eight a hansom dashed up to the door and our friend got out of it. Standing in the window we saw that his left hand was swathed in a bandage and that his face was very grim and pale. He entered the house, but it was some little time before he came upstairs.

“He looks like a beaten man,” cried Phelps.

I was forced to confess that he was right. “After all,” said I, “the clue of the matter lies probably here in town.”

我终于说服我的同伴接受了我的劝告，但我从他激动的神态看出，他是没有希望安睡的。确实，他的情绪也影响了我，我自己也在一床一上辗转了半夜，不能入睡，仔细盘算这个奇怪的问题，作了无数的推论，一个比一个不能成立。福尔摩斯为什么留在沃金呢？为什么他要哈里森小一姐整天留在病房里呢？为什么他那么小心谨慎，不让布里尔布雷的人知道他打算留在他们附近呢？我绞尽脑汁竭力寻找符合这一切事实的解答，最后才渐渐入睡。

我一觉醒来，已经七点钟了，便立即起身到费尔普斯房里，发现他容颜憔悴，一定是彻夜未眠。他第一句话就问福尔摩斯是否已经回来。

“他既然答应来，”我说道，“就一定会准时来的。”

我的话果然不错，八点刚过，一辆马车疾驰到门前，我的朋友从车上跳下来。我们站在窗前，看到他左手缠着绷带，面色严肃而苍白。他走进宅内，过了一会才来到楼上。

“他似乎一精一疲力尽了，”费尔普斯喊道。

我不得不承认他说得对。“毕竟，”我说道，“这件案子的线索可能还是在城里。”